The Mimic: Jealousy Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Hearing the man’s voice again, I came to my senses and looked at him… As he looked at me, his eyes were filled with mockery and sarcasm… Realizing that something was not right, I looked down at my body and my eyes widened in disbelief… I am standing in front of him, completely naked… Seeing this, I quickly reacted and snatched the quilt from the bed to cover myself… At that moment, I didn’t even need to look at my face to see how red it was… In my keen excitement of having my leg, I didn’t even notice that I was not wearing anything… However, as soon as I snatched the quilt, the man's whole body was exposed in the air… he was also completely naked… Seeing this I quickly turned around, my fac

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.

But even that has turned too stubborn that they roll down my eyes with every breathe I take to hold them back. Zeath chuckles. “What did I tell you about jealousy, and envy? I see it in your eyes now. And I was mistaken. It does look good on you. Desperation too. Adds more entails to what you are; a desperate sl-t. Frolicking for love. The love you never gave, and will never get.” “Stop,” I croak out, shaking my head, my chest heaving. More thunders, more lightening. I think I’ve grown immune to them. Now, the only thing that scares me are Zeath’s next words.

"Micah, I've been framed! It was Jemima's doing. She's the one who drugged the wine, and she's the one who forced it down my throat! "She just wanted to ruin me and see me completely destroyed! You have to believe me, Micah. Look at how far Jemima has pushed me—I can't even go home anymore. How am I supposed to survive like this? You have to help me get revenge!" Micah's heart ached when he saw her sob so hard that her whole body shook. He instinctively reached out to hug her, but his hands stalled halfway and froze in midair.

ISABELLA'S POV I pressed the play button again. Again. And again. Every single time, I wanted to make sure that there was nobody there. That I was imagining that person standing there. And even if it was blurred, I knew that posture. I just couldn't prove it. Fred. It had to be him. I swallowed hard. “You don't get to be this person too.” I said, whispering to myself. My hands were shaking. I wasn't angry. The video only seemed to rearrange me.

Jade immediately ordered her four bodyguards to attack me. Even though I was good at boxing, I still couldn't possibly defeat four well-trained bodyguards at the same time on my own. I was quickly subdued and brought before her. Jade nudged Wilbur toward me and said gently, "He's all yours now. You can do whatever you want to get your revenge on him." Wilbur instantly straightened up, his arrogance returning in full force. He came over to me and punched me hard in the face, whispering in my ear, "So what if you're Ms. Pearson's fiance, you little fucker? The person she cares about is me."

His pen pauses over the page. A victory. A small one, but I’d take it. “You’re working too hard,” I whispered. “Look at me.” His eyes lifted to mine at last. It was cold, meant to stop me from thr madness I had found myself doing, but that only pushes me further. I stepped around the tables ,coming to stand rught beside him. Sliding a hand along his shoulder, I leaned forward, pressing my breasts on his arm. Dimitri doesn’t flinch, he doesn’t even exhale differently. He simply turned the page as if I wasn’t there.

Nola Reynolds I looked the tall grinning woman over with one swollen eye as she bustled about the cave room, arranging shit that was much better left on its own. “What was it you said you saw now?” Ma Jules drawled, arching the jagged tufts of one severe black eyebrow at me. “A room in the walls, and-and a creature that copied Dennis’ face, a mimic, or it could have been Dennis the whole time!” I whispered fiercely, encouraged when the coffee-colored woman turned to me sharply, the red threads appearing in the whites of her eyes.

Why aren't they fighting with me? Fight with me! Please! Author's pov Scoffing at the two men's lack interest in her, Kiara (Medusa for the rest of the audience before her) went straight towards the guy who kept harassing the little and grabbed his hair making him scream in pain. Grabbing his hair with her right hand and she clutched onto the sharp Chinese hair pin, she got from one of the judge as her recent achievement, she stabbed that guy making him scream in pain. She kept on stabbing that Mike guy with her new sharp hair pin and he crouched on the floor covering himself with his hands. There's no chance for Mike to grab her as she kept on stabbing him with the strong metal hair pin wit

HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy] Diana D. Chapter 71: An item? " I wasn't jealous," I retorted, trying my best to protect myself and dignity. Damn.. if feeling hot blood coursing through my veins, when I saw that and felt my heart tugged wearily was being jealous, then I think I should be placed first on the list because I definitely was jealous. " It's distracting. Can you just pick one side and stick to it?" he suddenly said, his tone sounding concerned and the smiles on his face being cleaned off.