Stories About Jealousy Novels & Stories

Hearing Lilly's words, Lelia looked at her without any interest and said, "I don't care if you become the wife of the company owner or the wife of the country's president. So don't waste your and my time by coming to me and saying these things. I am not interested in listening to you at all." Listening to Lilly's words, Lilly clenched her fists in anger and said in a sarcastic voice, "I know why you are saying these things. You are saying these things because you are jealous. And it is natural for you to be jealous. I will not blame you. You have the right to be jealous because you are married to a crippled murderer. Who will never be able to give you any comfort, let alone fulfil your basic

Frustration welled up inside her as she questioned Axel's loyalty and commitment. "What's wrong with this loser... Can't he see how much I'm trying?" Her inner thoughts seethed with anger and resentment. "Still, he's running behind her... bloody slut." The bitterness of her inner dialogue reflected the depth of Jennie's jealousy and insecurity, Jennie's jealousy and determination reached a boiling point, she resolved to take drastic measures to ensure Axel's permanent commitment to her. With a cold determination, she decided that today would be the day she would finally have him, no matter the cost.

“But then Dahlia came into the picture. We both met her around the same time at some high-society event. She was beautiful, charming, ambitious — everything we thought we wanted in a woman. And we both fell for her. Hard. It started as friendly competition, but it quickly turned into something ugly. We started fighting over her attention, over who could impress her more. It became this stupid rivalry that consumed us. We stopped focusing on our businesses together and started trying to one-up each other personally. It was ridiculous, looking back now. But at the time, it felt like the most important thing in the world.” I stayed silent, listening intently, my heart pounding faster with every

"Jealousy is a potent indicator of a woman's true feelings." "Jealousy?" I asked, perplexed. "You want me to make her jealous? How?" Vigo explained his plan, and the memory of that conversation resurfaced within me. I absentmindedly touched the marks on my neck, a mischievous smirk tugging at my lips. My warriors couldn't hide their amusement as they watched me search for greenfield snails along the riverbank. These snails were known to create fake hickeys, a perfect tool to incite jealousy in a lover. They teased me with their eyes, silently acknowledging the intent behind my actions. However, they respected me enough not to vocalize their amusement. That's one thing I appreciated about my

Then quieter, “It’s just… life. And the way it’s so unfair sometimes.” “Hmm.” He flicked the indicator again. “You know, that feeling? The little twist in your chest when you think about her success? It can slowly start turning into jealousy. Even if you don’t want it to.” I looked at him sharply. “I’m not jealous of Milika.” “Maybe not yet.” He shrugged. “But keep telling yourself it’s just life being unfair. Eventually the brain starts rewriting the story. And suddenly it’s not life anymore. It’s her. It’s always been her.”

Only a handful of humans and a few close people knew about Felica and Edward’s relationship. “Are you really just in love with my money? Do you really not feel jealous?” asked Edward. This time, the man’s tone sounded a little pushy. What kind of answer did Edward really want to hear. Jealousy? What is jealousy. For Felicia, jealousy was a disaster. She had no right to be. From the very beginning, her and Edward’s relationship had not been based on love. And Felicia realized that she didn’t even have the right to have any feelings. Even though Edward was her husband.

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."

Maybe even too much. Heitor let out a bitter laugh. The kind that hurts more than any cry. “That phase is over. It’s unbearable, Alex. She has fits of jealousy almost every day. Last week she made me sleep on the couch because a resident called me a “cute doctor” in the elevator.” I took a long sip. It burned in my throat, but it wasn’t enough to erase the discomfort. “Jealousy is not love,” I murmured. “It’s insecurity disguised as possession.”

“Oh, you would. Jealous ex-wife trying to sabotage the man who left her for her sister. I can already see the headline. Oh, the people are going to love it.” It dawned on Julie too late what her sister was trying to do. “Are you threatening me?” Mirabel casually relaxed into her seat. “I’m just saying it as it is. So, think about it: which narrative are we going with? The jealous woman that wants to bring down her ex or the understanding sister-in-law that wants the happiness of her sister.” This was the part of her sister Julie knew, the one that would go to great lengths to achieve whatever she set her mind to.

Something they regretted, you know what I'm talking about. Eyes were on them. Mrs. Miguel and Mrs. Jones watched in amazement wondering what was up with both of them. To their understanding Alexander and Siana's relationship was pure agony, to their understanding Alexander and Siana's relationship was not a relationship, she was someone he hated, someone he didn't want in his life so why were they both exciting the same bathroom with those unrecognizable expressions.