Jealousy Romance Books Novels & Stories

She put her lips in a pout. "You should not let terrible friends influence you. Justine is a really hot guy," I paused to swallow the lump that had grown in my throat. "And basically every girl wants him. You know better than everyone that you are really lucky. Who knows how many of your friends want your relationship to end because they are jealous of you?" Caramel was blind to these sort of things. Anyone who had him to claim and thought they wanted to lose that bond, was definitely crazy.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

She wanted me to take off my jacket, looks like she hate me, but hell yell, the jacket sure do looked inappropriate. "Number one, you can go in." She continued and walked away. Looked like I wasn't the only one that hate her, she seem to hate me too. Telling me to take off the jacket is the worst thing she could do to me right now. She must want me to fail the interview. Damn, I hate how she look down on me. 'Fuck' I just wanted to beat her up already.

Jaye slumped against the couch and closed her eyes, trying to steady her racing heart. Jealous? The word echoed in the silence. No. It was disgusting. Disgust for a man who could so easily cheat on his wife, disgust for herself for wanting him so desperately. It was just physical. A chemical reaction. An itch that only he could scratch. She took a deep breath, plastered the serene smile back on her face and stepped out of the room, ready to rejoin her own bachelor party

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

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He added and just in, Bernard's message arrived and I opened it, though butterflies in my tummy just burned in jealousy. Jelousy, Raphaela? Did you even know the meaning of that word? I sighed in unknown reason. I admitted it. I was jealous which I didn't fully understand. I didn't have to, right? It's just that, I couldn't help it. I was starting to adore Royal but the fate insisted I shouldn't 'cause Royal had a girlfriend. I didn't want to be the antagonist of their love story and I didn't want to be the third party. "Yes, babe." I heard Royal said and chuckled a little lower.

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

After Tabitha leaves the library, I feel empty already. She is off to a date with her favorite godson, the mysterious Cole and I find myself battling a strange pang of jealousy. It isn’t a romantic jealousy, but rather a covetousness of her spirit. You can tell by the way her voice elevates, how her speech sounds more excited whenever she talks about him. He occupies a space in her heart that I am jealous of , sue me I lean back in my chair, staring at the empty chair she leaves behind evrrytime she comes over. Maybe I should invite her over for one of our "book talk" moments. It is being hosted every Sunday after the ladies come back from church.

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