Jealousy Novels & Stories

A familiar uncomfortable heat was building in her stomach and she bit her lip. "Not now please, wait a bit." His forehead almost touched his knees as he leaned forward. I was going into heat again. He was already panting. She did not want it to happen again, her jealousy was extremely exhausting, painful and so often it had deprived her of almost all her energy because in those three days that she was locked up she could barely take care of herself. He squeezed his eyes tightly hoping for a miracle that would stop the advance of his zeal but it only made it worse.

he smiled and slowly leaned to Jeremiah’s ear, “I can’t wait to punish you to cause me so much trouble today, but this time, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it…” Yes, there was no other feeling that was more annoying than a fit of jealousy. A heat that build-up so fast in your chest which could explode anytime soon. The pain was so irritating, we wished that it could stop instantly. But after all day struggled with their jealousy, the Blackfrost brothers were now finally could reap the reward of their fortitude. ***

But now, he is busy baking cookies for his "friend." Something welled up in her heart—something she is not used to. Jealously can be the name for this feeling. She didn't even get any chance to spend some time with Pup. She misses the pup like crazy. She didn't even have any dinner, but now she had lost her appetite. What was this feeling? Why does she feel like this?

He didn’t know why he felt that way. Tyler took a deep breath. He picked up his phone and opened the browser. He searched about human feelings. Tyler laughed a little when he read the result of his search. Jealousy is a feeling or state of resentment, bitterness, or hostility toward someone because they have something that you don’t. “I don’t feel jealousy because Kyra is still mine.” Tyler smiled.

This is getting too hot for me to watch. Whoever said Jealousy is a bitch is so right. Jealousy is really a bitch that would fuck up your mind and rile up your whole body.

To see him free of that shadow, even if it meant he was free of me, was a balm to a corner of my soul. But then the other tide rolled in, cold and sharp: jealousy. A bitter, acidic jealousy that burned through my veins. Why wasn't I the one making him laugh like that? Why wasn't I the one sharing that easy camaraderie? It was a selfish, ugly emotion, yet undeniably potent. I stood there, a silent sentinel amidst the cacophony, watching him, studying every nuance of his expression.

happy. Content in a way Kieran had never seen before. The sight hit him like a physical blow to the chest. His entire body went rigid, every muscle locking up as if he'd been struck by lightning. An emotion he'd never experienced before surged through him - pure, undiluted rage mixed with something else. Something darker and more possessive. Jealousy. Raw, primal jealousy that burned through his veins like acid. He didn't even have time to analyze where this fury was coming from. His brain seemed to shut down completely, overwhelmed by the intensity of his reaction.

The only thing I did that brought me any resemblance of joy. Those flowers that I myself have cared for, nurtured and worried for. My blood was boiling. I never got mad at him- never because I always felt like such a piece of shit for all I've ever done to him. I always tried to be quiet, tried to keep out of his life. Still, this one things- this... All of that was stupid to this- this-

Dhruv ****** "Arjun, what is jealousy?" Kiaan asked smirking at me. "Jealousy is defined as a defensive reaction to a perceived threat to a valued relationship, arising from a situation in which the partner's involvement with an activity and/or another person is contrary to the jealous person's definition of their relationship." Arjun read the exact definition of it, of course, he read it from google. Can I kill my brother and my best friend? 'You can but then think about your reputation.' and here is one more devil, my inner self.

Jealousy and doubt twisted in my chest while his parents and Missy gushed over her, amazed at how long it had been since they’d last seen her. Even as they sat side by side at the table, the way his eyes lingered on her, and the subtle way his body leaned just slightly in her direction, felt like a relentless drill. I could feel heat creeping up the back of my neck, my ears burning as if someone had whispered a forbidden secret. My fingers trembled under the table, betraying the jealousy that twisted like a snake in my chest, coiling tighter with each stolen glance between them. I bit my lip hard, trying to contain the fiery ach