Jealousy Quotes In Relationship Novels & Stories

Since Xavia had been wearing heels this entire time, this felt like heaven, and it certainly helped that his large hands were so tender with her soles… Despite how shabby the house was, his gestures alone were enough to bring warmth to every inch of her body… Eventually, she couldn’t help but say, “…Hey, even though we love each other so much, why do we keep quarreling…? Wouldn’t it be nice if we never had to quarrel or be apart again…” Continuing to rub her soles, Zivon replied, “Though it’s common for people to think that the ideal relationship consists of a bold man and his timid lover… I think love is much more than that. After all, would a relationship without jealousy or minor grumblin

"You never get jealous, do you?" "In my last relationship, after being let down, I realized that jealousy does nothing but drain you. It doesn't solve anything. Besides, instead of getting jealous, I think what I should focus on is this relationship. If it ever becomes too much for me, I'd rather just end it sooner rather than later," I stated. Julian walked up to me and caressed my face. "Sometimes I wish you would get jealous, but I can't bear to make you feel that way."

“Because we were best friends, and I wasn’t ready to destroy that. Because back then, he never showed interest. Not even a flicker.” Quinn nods slowly, considering. “And now?” “Now?” I exhale, swirling the liquid in my glass. “Now he gets this look every time I’m near another guy. The kind that’s not just jealous. The kind that’s possessive.” “Or maybe,” Quinn says carefully, “it’s not that deep. Maybe it’s just the kind of jealousy that comes from being replaced. From losing first place.” I lean back, snort under my breath. “Jealous as a friend doesn’t end with him naked beneath me, whispering my name like it’s the only word he remembers.”

“And since I’m neither of those things, you don’t have any claim over me. Which makes all these irritating actions you keep showing… completely pointless.” And, suddenly, he took a slow step forward, closing just enough distance for his presence to press a little harder into the space between us. “If I told you that I don’t like seeing you with other men especially low-ranked ones, would that change anything?” His stare didn’t waver. “Like I said, I only get mad because I’m seeing how easily you’re able to be comfortable with others. And I thought, I was the only one you were like that with.” “Jealousy,” he said next. “Can show up in different ways, whether it’s toward your mate, your friend

"I thought you said you wanted to carry on with your career" "I know but I want to secure my marriage with Evans before he becomes suspicious" "Evans this! Evans that! I'm sick and tired of you calling his name. He's not a god you know" "Wait, why are you jealous? You keep blaming him for everything and it won't make a big difference in this relationship you know" "Jealous? You think am jealous?" "Yes of course. The way you keep changing your mood everytime I mention his name is quite irritating. It looks as he stole something from you"

he answered. That was something. I wanted to ask what he meant but I couldn’t, so I stayed silent. Silence settled between us until he spoke. “Got anything to tell me, never can tell I could be of help,” he muttered. “ I should be asking you that,” I muttered. “After what you pulled up earlier today, smelled like jealousy to me.” He exhaled through his nose, then laughed. “Jealousy is inefficient. Useless. You get jealous only when you trust, and then it becomes a problem.”

Three seconds later, mine buzzes back. 《I’m simply marveling at the lack of standards some people have for their company, Miss Ellis.》 I hide my smile behind my water glass and type: 《you’re not jealous, are you?》 The response takes slightly longer this time, which I find very telling. 《Jealous would require me to consider whatever that is a competition. It is entirely illogical to be jealous of something I am objectively superior to》 I press my lips together against a laugh and look up at the ceiling for a moment and then type:

Jealousy and obsession poured into every second of it. Elara kissed me back just as fiercely, her nails digging into my shoulders hard enough to hurt. Mine. The thought repeated endlessly in my head. Mine. When I finally pulled away, both of us were breathing heavily. Elara stared up at me with flushed cheeks and swollen lips. “This jealousy is going to destroy you one day,” she whispered. I rested my forehead against hers. “It already did,” I admitted quietly. “The first moment I saw you.”

As the couple exited the elevator, Zachary naturally put his arm around her shoulders and said, “You’ve never asked. When it comes to this kind of thing, I won’t say a word if you don’t ask me lest you get jealous.” “I wouldn’t get jealous. I’m not like you. You’re so narrow-minded and you’re always randomly getting jealous for no reason at all. Back then you even stubbornly said you’ve never been jealous and that you didn’t know what it felt like. Haha! You’ve got to eat your words now, huh? It looks to me like you’re full every day from the words you’ve eaten and that’s your own fault.”

He is my testimony to the world that love does exist and that love will always overcome pain and betrayal. "No, I don't want a relationship based on jealousy," I say as I turn around to face him. Jealousy is based on distrust, and I can't find a reason why he should have so much distrust in me. Could it be that he's had painful relationships in the past?