Over Jealous Novels & Stories

Rebecca Beneath the layers of hurt and disappointment, a seething anger consumed me, directed at Artemy and myself alike. I couldn't help but question why I cared so deeply. It was an unfamiliar and unsettling sensation coursing through my veins—anger. I struggled to recall the last time I allowed myself to experience such a raw emotion. I had mastered the art of suppressing my feelings, becoming numb to the world and everyone in it. Yet now, I found myself wounded, let down, furious, and even jealous.

"So, what you've been indifferent to me these days is that you're jealous , aren't you?" Aaron's mood is much better. The little woman still cares about him. She is jealous of Yvette Hill. " If I had eaten every one of them, I would have been killed by myself." "Be jealous if you are jealous. If you hide something, I won't laugh at you. Besides, it's not normal for women to like you because you and I are so excellent." Aaron 's mouth picked up a smug smile, turned his head to one side, haughtily held his chin to Ada Wood,

Imogen Why am I seething and jealous? Cody isn’t my boyfriend, fiancé or husband. Seeing him with that woman, however, is sending me into a spin. I want to yank her off him and tear her hair out. This is unreasonable, I’ve never felt like this before. Ever. I’m not the jealous type of person, I’m laid back but seeing her draped all over him is making me so damn green with envy. My stomach lurches.

he exaggerated his emphasis on the words as he fed me. Oh shit. I’m getting a high dose of glucose. “Jealousy is not in my vocabulary. And what’s that for? Could I e--- ouch!” I winced as baby Kevin kicked. “What’s wrong?” his face was suddenly worried. “Are you okay?” “The baby kicked.” He laughed, “Oh. Baby Kevin knew his Mommy is lying.” “Lying? On what part did I lie about huh?” “You’re overly jealous,” he whispered the ‘jealous’ to annoy me, “you’re even jealous with the company.”

v. I turn to look at everyone who all still have their eyes glued to the t.v., everyone seems to be taking this way too seriously, its miles away so it doesn't exactly affect us, I smile to myself, what this lot need is a good show, I look to Acre beside me and notice he's already watching me with a twinkle in his eyes "what you thinking bro?" he mind links me "I think they are taking this way too seriously" "my thoughts exactly, what you got in mind?"

Every muscle in her body tensed, a quiet storm of jealousy and possessiveness brewing just beneath the surface. What caught me off guard, though, was Jane’s reaction. Our connection was supposed to be nothing more than a seven-day contract, seven days of obligation, heat, and tightly controlled desire. Yet the jealousy radiating off her was fierce, sharp, raw, impossible to ignore. It struck me like fire, quick and consuming, igniting every nerve in my body.

“Not really, but she also teased me because she walked in on us in the kitchen.” “My mom can be annoying but I love her so much.” “I’m grateful because she loves Zoe too. The way they interacted was so precious. She told Zoe to call her Grandma instead of Anna.” Naomi smiled, ” I’m not surprised, mom has a weakness for kids and she told me Zoe is very adorable.” “We talked some more and she threatened me to start trying for baby number three with you.” Naomi shook her head in disbelief, she wasn’t surprised as her mom can be so blunt at times.

“I’m just mad at what I’m seeing—it’s so cringe. I mean, look at them. They’re practically dry-humping in public with their over-the-top flirting. I’m just pissed, okay?! So much so I want to gouge both their eyes out with a rusty nail!” Again, she clamped her hand over her mouth. Why the hell do I keep losing control like this every time I’m annoyed? Amara lowered her head in shame, especially when she heard the two weirdos giggling like middle schoolers. “Dang, girl. You are definitely not jealous,” Raquel said through her laughter. Amara stared at her, dumbfounded. “What?” Josh chuckled. “Why do I feel like you two are plotting to drive me insane?” “Oh no, Amara. We’re not conspiring,” Jo

"I'm marrying you because I don't have to share you. Now it feels like I do." "You are sexy when you are jealous." I scuff. "You aren't listening to me." He nods. "I am. I think it's not that big of a problem. I chose you over her. You should be more than happy to rub it in her face if she gets on your nerves." I roll my eyes. "Even if I wanted to do that, I wouldn't." "Well, that's your choice." He said, standing up. I looked up at the ceiling. "What do you want to do today?" I look at him and sit up.

He asked, "What incense would you like to put on tonight? I just bought a few more scents. They are all the scents you like." "Whichever would do." "Then let's try the one with a combination scent of orange and lavender. I think you'll like it." I stared at him in surprise. I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful. "Thank you," I said softly. Again, my notion of moving out of the house wavered. "Are you getting along with your colleagues? Did anyone bully my dear Luna?" He sounded concerned. "I'm doing fine." "My dear Luna is the best. I'm sure you'll be able to get along with everyone else," he replied, his tone filled with affection.