Mimic Chapter 3 Jealousy Novels & Stories

He painted every day with mother and he was always so talented. Jane leapt from her chair because of what Lowis had just said. Between those two, it wasn't a love story. Daily, they were spoiling for each other... Well, Jane was looking for Lowis, and Lowis avoided her as much as possible. Once, when we were at the library, Lowis confided to me that Jane was a person who could be jealous sometimes. Not knowing what that meant, I asked Angela to explain it to me, and she told me that jealousy was a feeling of envy towards a someone else who had something that you didn't have and would like to have. In most cases, the jealous person felt hostility, spite or bitterness towards that person. Was

Who would have imagined that the mark I left on him as children would still be visible, a testament to our connection? The following day at college, I spotted Frederick and his mate in the cafeteria, all wrapped up in each other. In the past, I might have felt a pang of jealousy towards his mate, Stella, but today was different. Could it be that I’ve finally accepted Drew as my mate? I settled at a table with my meal, but then I overheard a woman exclaim, "Oh my gosh, Drew has become so handsome, hasn’t he?" A surge of anger coursed through me; no one else is allowed to call him handsome but me. I didn’t like this feeling, so I tried to dismiss it. "Did you see that stunning blonde at his si

Something is happening to me. Something strange, and I don’t like it. I have never felt an emotion called jealousy before and right now, that’s what I’m feeling. Jealousy. I’m at Oceanside and Suites private beach, dressed in a one-piece white beach wear that brings out my curves and accentuates my breasts. I came out here to escape this strange feeling of jealousy that I’m feeling right now all because I found out Aimee and Dominique have slept with each other before and Aimee is just throwing it at my face to make me mad and she’s succeeding.

Only a few maids moved quietly through the mansion. I ate something and returned to my room. I lay on the bed, scrolling through my phone—not because I was bored, but to shut out the thoughts screaming in my head. No matter how much I tried to convince myself it was right… that J belonged to Mira… I couldn’t stop the burning jealousy building inside me. It hurt so badly. Frustrated, I jumped out of bed and picked up my phone. I was about to call J. I was running out of patience. But just before the call went through, my door burst open.

“You should’ve burned like the others. At least then you wouldn’t be strutting around here like you belong.” That word—surviving—hit like a blow. My spine went rigid. My heart stuttered. “Don’t mind her,” Mira hissed, stepping protectively in front of me. “She’s jealous. Stuck here scrubbing floors while you’re in the king’s sights.” And then… my wolf stirred.

My behaviors were driven exclusively by jealousy. I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Jealous? Of what?" I asked, my voice still angry. Jemima hesitated before answering. She admitted to me that your love together was something she could not accept as her voice started to crack. The profound love I witnessed between you two was something I had never experienced before and thus didn't want you to feel it. I looked at her face to detect any real signs of remorse. I remained doubtful whether her apology was sincere or just a ploy to capture my interest. I couldn't be sure what she intended to do but I could trust she wouldn't manipulate me again.

I replied, trying to keep my tone neutral. Mimi smirked. "Oh, I see. Trying to be the good little helper, aren't you?" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. I gritted my teeth, trying to keep my cool. "I'm just doing what the Alpha asked me to do," I said, trying to keep the frustration out of my voice. "It's not like I want to be here," I said through clenched teeth. Mimi just laughed, clearly enjoying the power she had over me. "Well, I hope you're ready for what's coming, halfling. It's going to be a bumpy ride," she said with a smirk. "We both know who he wants to have his revenge on.”

"Even using his power knowing how no one would try to defy and reject him." "Are you still mad at me?" I silently asked. They snapped their heads in my direction at the same, the anger and disgust in their eyes softened upon meeting mine. They both sighed, scooting closer to me. "I won't lie. I'm still jealous of your mentor. But I'm not mad anymore," Mirco said. "Why are you even jealous of him..." "I think that's something only Alphas would understand. We're naturally a jealous person," Zen said. "But you understand me, right? Why I hugged Ryu?"

CHAPTER 21: FRANK’S Pov; I swear there are days when I think I’ve got everything under control: my anger, my jealousy, my damn feelings. And then there are days like this one, where one looks at Mimi and everything inside me slides dangerously off its axis.

Even more so, she could not accept sympathy from other people. She chuckled without getting angry. “Don’t worry, I’m not pitying you. I simply despise such treacherous scumbags. Besides, I know Hailey and greatly dislike her. I can’t resist… ripping a homewrecker apart whenever I see one! Do you get it?” Mimi was still angry just now. After hearing what Jocelyn said, she said in a slightly prideful tone, “I somewhat get it!” Jocelyn cast a sideways glance at her and asked, “Are we still going to discuss your jewelry customization requests?”