Jealousy The Voice Mga Nobela at Kwento

he whispered into her hair, his voice rough now, “he’s nothing. Do you hear me? Nothing. He’s a ghost I left behind. A lie I walked away from. You’re my world. You’re the only thing that’s real to me. You’re my future.” Her fingers clung to his shirt. “Then why does it feel like he still has power over you?” “Because that’s what he does.” Leo’s hand slid up to the back of her neck, grounding her. “He feeds on doubts. He always has. But he doesn’t own me anymore. And he sure as hell doesn’t own us.” Maya tried to breathe, but her chest still ached. “I hate it. I’ve never been this jealous before. Not with anyone. It makes me feel ugly. Like I don’t even recognize myself.”

After all, jealousy comes after that feeling. To think that feeling was actually a reality all this time, and Jared actually admitted it. ‘’.....’’ He remains silent. ‘’Are you mocking me?’’ I call out with a scoff. ‘’Should I feel grateful that you of all feel jealous over me?’’ ‘’I don’t feel jealous, Selena.’’ He finally speaks. ‘’My werewolf does.’’ ‘’Great.’’ I snort softly at his immature excuse. ‘’Blame our werewolves then.’’

And I couldn’t help but see disappointment crossing Caleb’s face before he leaned in a little closer to me. “Are you jealous, gorgeous? Should I feel flattered right now?” Caleb asked me, a grin slowly growing on his face as if somehow, me being jealous over him, was a huge boost for his own ego. A grin that could have easily turned me into the She-Hulk herself, because even though it might boost his damn ego, it was also destroying mine. jealous? I’ll fucking show him what’s jealous!

Alvin muttered under his breath, his voice low and bitter, each word laced with the heat of his jealousy. The question echoed in his mind, filling him with a sense of frustration and helplessness that he couldn’t shake. His pulse quickened, the steady thump of his heartbeat growing erratic as the jealousy tightened its grip on him. Every fiber of his being bristled with the emotions he had kept buried for so long, and now, watching Patricia laugh so effortlessly with Caleb, those feelings surged to the surface, impossible to ignore.

“I have the money to do so. Why not? Unless you’re jealous.” Jealous? The word seemed to echo in the room, reverberating in the walls and floors, crawling up my skin as if taunting me. Was I jealous? My wolf, still dormant, offered no insight, and I felt strangely alone. The room seemed to close in on me, and it was as if the walls themselves were asking the same question: Are you jealous, Ella? “Jealous?” I finally managed to scoff, keeping my voice as neutral as possible. “Why would I be jealous of you taking a pointless vacation?”

I laughed out loudly, pointing at Cadell. His face came swollen in rage, as he pointed back in his defense, saying, “I am not jealous of that donkey! Cadell doesn’t get jealous! It’s the ladies job to be jealous when they see me with another lady! And you better start practicing because you’ll be seeing me with a lot of hot sexy goddesses soon!” “Ah, keep living the dream, Jealous Cadell,” I teased, walking pass him. He glared at me with his red face, as I cat walked ahead, composing a song with the word ‘Jealousy’ to piss him off.

He hugged Lea's waist tightly and buried his face in the crook of Lea's neck. "I'm jealous," Jayden muttered. Lea raised an eyebrow, because she couldn't hear clearly what Jayden was saying. "Hm? What did you say, babe?" Jayden lifted his face and his eyes looked fierce. "I'm jealous, Lea!" Jayden insisted. Lea looked at Jayden in confusion. "Jealous? To whom?" she asked. "Jayden, don't tell me you believe the news?" "Aargghhh, I feel so ridiculous, because I know something about those untrue reports with the pictures, too, but still I'm jealous of the guy with you in the photo."

I hiss, shoving at his chest. His laugh is dark, sinful. “Jealous? Sugar, I’m beyond jealous. I’m insane for you. And when you act like this… it drives me fucking mad.” To Be Continued...

Stone’s voice was deep, caressing every word with a secret intent that I couldn’t puzzle out. “I will do my duty.” I tossed at him, and pure fury crossed his deadly handsome face. “Why does that bother you? Jealous?” I tossed the word at him to goad him, never expecting a real reaction. “Yes, I’m jealous. I’d really fucking jealous. So jealous, in fact, I don’t think I can allow it,” Stone said, stopping my heart.

My voice came out sharper than I meant. “Uh-huh.” He raised an eyebrow. “Because you’ve been glaring at me like I kicked your puppy.” I grabbed the shampoo. “Maybe you just annoy me.” “That’s not new,” he said, and I could hear the smirk in his voice. “But this? This feels different.” I lathered my hair and ignored him. Or tried to. “You know,” Mason went on, “if you are jealous, you could just say so.” “I’m not.” “You could.”