Romance Books With 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

I’d sworn I would never let that happen again, promised myself I would change, that I would be better, more understanding and not jump into conclusions. But deep down, jealousy burned slowly through my veins. Watching Roman beside her, making her laugh, forced me to face something terrifying. Roman wasn’t just a threat to me. He was the version of a partner Delilah might actually need. Handsome, passionate, and emotionally available, not weighed down by power, by guilt, by the suffocating weight of my own need for control. Someone free. Unlike me. I felt a clammy sweat break out on my palms. I adjusted my tie, suddenly finding the clothing choking. The voices around me were growing louder, m

"None of your business!" Zeno held Cia's arm, the grip was not gentle at all because Cia could feel a burning sensation on his arm. In his heart, he asked, what's wrong with Zeno? Why did he turn violent and seem to hate me? But all Cia got was Zeno's demanding look. Zeno misses him, it's just that his longing is too much hindered by excessive jealousy. "Get off! You're burning my arm!" Cia pulled her hand forcibly, it was clear that the woman's arm was slightly blackened. Zeno's jealousy has crossed the line and it can hurt partners, like in this example.

she reprimanded “Jealousy, yeah? Call it any fucking name you want!.." “And listen, she's not his wife. Sophia isn't his wife but a contracted wife. The romance, the make outs, everything they display when no one is there is annoying me. Romantic moves are only meant to be displayed when people are watching, not secretly!” I continued, feeling my anger increasing. It was as if all the jealousy I'd grown were increasing on their own and turning into hatred.. “Jessica, you're going insane!" Lena exclaimed.

Jealousy and doubt twisted in my chest while his parents and Missy gushed over her, amazed at how long it had been since they’d last seen her. Even as they sat side by side at the table, the way his eyes lingered on her, and the subtle way his body leaned just slightly in her direction, felt like a relentless drill. I could feel heat creeping up the back of my neck, my ears burning as if someone had whispered a forbidden secret. My fingers trembled under the table, betraying the jealousy that twisted like a snake in my chest, coiling tighter with each stolen glance between them. I bit my lip hard, trying to contain the fiery ache that curled inside me, like an unwelcome guest refusing to lea

Feeling jealousy rise up like a wild stallion rearing it's ugly head. The two of them stare at each other speechless. If you enjoyed this chapter please leave a comment and vote for me by leaving gems. Thank you.

And while she rotted in a cell… who would pay for her mother’s surgery? Her fists clenched so tightly her nails dug into her palms. Jasmine said nothing more. Just eyed them with sour eyes. She had never met two people as twisted as them. And the worst part was, she actually loved them, actually believed they loved her. The Perfume competition was in a matter of hours, and Antonio didn't have the energy to argue with Jasmine. He didn't even consider it in his best interest anyway, "Jas, please forget about your petty Jealousy–”

Jealousy and obsession poured into every second of it. Elara kissed me back just as fiercely, her nails digging into my shoulders hard enough to hurt. Mine. The thought repeated endlessly in my head. Mine. When I finally pulled away, both of us were breathing heavily. Elara stared up at me with flushed cheeks and swollen lips. “This jealousy is going to destroy you one day,” she whispered. I rested my forehead against hers. “It already did,” I admitted quietly. “The first moment I saw you.”

Damien moves closer to her and takes her hand and I feel myself erupt. What the hell? Are they going to reconcile? Over my dead body. The rage and jealousy course through me like a raging river.. Why isn’t she pulling her hands away? In that instant, Marissa gazes up and I lean down and kiss Jennifer passionately knowing fine well Marissa would have seen it.

But the sight of her with another man, even in this innocuous setting, still stirred a primal jealousy within me. I spent the rest of the evening battling my own emotions, struggling to maintain a facade of composure while my insides churned with a mixture of fear and possessiveness. I knew I had to let her go, to let her live her life, to trust that she would always come back to me. But it was a difficult lesson to learn, especially when my heart felt like it was breaking with every shared laugh, every stolen glance. The sight of Alexa laughing with Dr. Jeremy, her face lit up with genuine amusement, was a physical blow. Every shared joke, every fleeting touch, felt like a betrayal. Jealous