Jealousy The Voice Novels & Stories

I shouted. And there it was again. This time I failed to hide it. Delusional jealousy took over when the image of other females being around him swelled to the point of unfamiliar obsession. Was this me now? Someone who acted irrationally and fanatically because the body got overflowed by weird stress hormones? "Are you jealous?" To my great horror, he noticed that too. "No." I lied. I lied tremendously. "Go away, Aiden. I have nothing to say to you."

I said, forcing my voice to stay steady, even though my throat felt tight. Damien’s voice slid through the speaker, low and smooth, like he hadn’t even considered the possibility that I might not pick up. “Because you didn’t answer my question.” My fingers curled in on themselves. I shifted my weight, leaning against the counter to steady the sudden weakness in my legs. “What question?” “You get jealous beautifully.” My breath hitched. Heat shot up my chest before I could stop it. I hated that he could hear it. I hated it even more that I couldn’t control it.

I growled lowly, "Keep your voice down! What if he hears?!" He gave me a look of disappointment and tore my hand away. He whispers,"You idiot, you've been wondering why you're acting weird, right? want to know why?" "...Why?" "You're jealous." My face scrunched in annoyance, "M..Me? Jealous? I don't even know that word!" "Exactly! Remember when Lara and I used to fight because I easily get jealous over some people who she doesn't even know?" I nod awkwardly. He clicks his tongue, "Isn't that how it feels? You suddenly make weird decisions and want to kill the other party?"

The third time—when her gaze lingered just a second too long, I felt something snap. Jealousy is an ugly thing. It doesn’t announce itself politely. It doesn’t wait to be understood. It hits fast, sharp, and without regard for context or reason. And it doesn’t care how old you are or how disciplined you’ve trained yourself to be. All it cares about is possession.

Marianne's voice broke with tears. James's impatient voice came through the speaker, "Come on, Mom, stop making things up. I'm still waiting for the meteor shower with Michelle. I'll be back tomorrow." "I'm not lying! There really are intruders! Come back quickly, or you'll be collecting our bodies!" Marianne practically screamed. James's tone grew even colder, "I know you don't like Michelle, but there's no need to make up such stories to scare me."

She let out a sharp cry, pushing back against my crotch. “I swear, I swear I was mad I didn’t know how to handle the news of you being engaged to Star, and I unleashed my anger on your apartment." she intoned in a breathy voice, goosebumps covering her body like a second skin. An icy claw held me by my throat, my control simmering low and thin "Jealousy.” I roared through clenched teeth, watching her body fight the uncontrollable desire that coasted through her. “You were jealous honey and jealousy doesn’t look good on you.” I continued wiping the bits of sweat on my forehead with the back of my hand.

again in that breathy, submissive way she did. My hand slipped down my stomach almost on instinct, fingers hovering just above my soaked pussy. I was dripping, clit swollen and sensitive. But I stopped myself, curling my fingers into a fist. I didn’t want to touch myself while listening to them. It felt wrong. Dirty in a way that twisted the knife deeper. This jealousy was new and ugly, something I hadn’t prepared for when I started this game. I hated this feeling. I hated how jealous I was of my own mother.

"Admit it, you’re jealous." "Not even a little." "Liar."

He held my arm, but I just hand it back to him. I heard him heave a sigh. Yes. I am jealous. I don’t know about this sudden feeling in my chest. I just want someone to love me. Only me. I am seeking love and affection that couldn’t ever last but is for a lifetime. Elias is the least candidate for that love but how sure am I that he’s only for me? That he’s only for his queen? “Jealousy won’t make your mind at peace, baby,” he whispered to me behind my back.

“I..just want to make you jealous…..” “I’m jealous!” He cut me off, getting into my face and staring at me as if he wanted to kill me. “I’m fucking jealous. I’ve never felt this before! You’re driving me fucking insane, Noelle. You’ve provoked my inside demons. You’ve provoked me so fucking badly! No woman has this much power as you have over me! Now, I’m going to punish you for this impact on me!”