Write about a relationship, either romantic or platonic, that is being affected by jealousy.

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“It comes back to haunt me” by Girasiya Nathan Babvu

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He sank in his chair rocking softly to the gentle dusk breeze outside a clammy narrow verandah. His eyes stare into the distance while his long bony fingers tap the armrests in anticipation. The night creeps in and the twilight starts flitting all over. Crickets and cicadas crack the early evening silence with a gut wrenching stridulation. He remains a planted statue in an infinite loop of back and forth movements, as his mind shuffles through thoughts.Looking back love betrayed him. It was torture. Before encountering what seemed like love ...

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“Aphrodite's Curse” by Nat Mirotta

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Contains sexual content and some physical violence.----------------------------------------------------It’s our first excursion away from the safety and sanity of home. Macey splashes in the ocean like a fetus swinging from an umbilical cord; Splash too much, and you might rupture the binding to be born too prematurely and escape mommy's closeness and be swept away in the vast undertow. The to and fro and gurgling of water through fluttering nostrils makes me uneasy. Why couldn’t she be holding my hand with me on the sand? Why abandon m...

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“The Shadow” by Elliott Arnold

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I am a monster of malice, bound like a puppet to a boy. Every day, my master skips to school with his music bag, with his backpack and his ‘friends’. They talk and they laugh, they sink their feet into puddles, they spit on the hedgerows. And wherever he goes, I have no choice but to follow. He moves? I move. He… gestures, and I, by the tendril hands of fate, gesture also. I do ‘Fortnite dances’ in long relief on the road, run over in my shame by cars and the slowing of the school bus. He forces me off the curb and drowns me in the river wh...

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“Swimmers’ Remorse” by Avery Crescent

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The acrid scent of chlorine wafted up from the pool as Shannon climbed atop the starting block at the first high school swim meet of the 2005 season. She scanned the stands for Coach Stevens and her teammate Rachel, a blonde wisp of a girl with an easy manner, a free spirit, and a smile that made her heart beat faster than swimming 100-meter backstroke intervals. As the shrill beep of the starter's signal pierced the air, she pushed off the block and launched into the pool. She glided underwater, dolphin kicking for added momentum, before bu...

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“Infinitely Human” by Jonathan Berg

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Mankind will never be able to truly understand the infinite. Man sees the ocean and calls the horizon infinite even though we have maps of its finality. Certainly they can place infinity in terms of a mathematical concept and they have labeled things like the universe itself as infinite. Yet if you were to ask them to hold that infinity in their mind, to imagine what it might be like to move in a direction past the speed of light and never run out of room to fly, their ape brains fail and they return to their comfortable, finite tools and co...

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“ROYAL TURMOIL” by Elenda Ani

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ROYAL TURMOIL “Ouch!!!” There was nothing Princess Adelaide hated more than a tight corset. “Hold still,” the housekeeper Elise prompted or impelled. “I am!!” Adelaide wanted to scream, but instead she maintained her composure. “Drama queen.” That was Princess Olivia, her ever so supportive sister. Sarcasm. Elise slipped her into a fitted gown as opposed to Olivia’s ball gown, which accentuated her curves. Her scent was like that of honeydew and her blush the color of rose. Her tiara was a nice silver as was her jewelry which had a touch of ...

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“Green Eyed Woman” by Taylor Parsons

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1:01 AM. The blinding numbers cast a dull glow across the room. Her eyes had fully adjusted to the dark a while ago. She could barely look at the alarm clock on the dresser, so bright in contrast to the dim room. It had been about an hour since his body had begun its regular twitching, the key indicator that he had entered REM and was as good as dead to the world. Her- on the other hand, her body had wrapped her in a cold sweat tight enough to suffocate a person. Her head pounded with the misery that comes with insomnia. Sleep had recently b...

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“Sweet Revenge” by Gloria Dawn

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Sweet Revenge By Gloria Dawn Chapter One The silence at the dinner table was deafening. “What did you say?” Allison asked in disbelief. Her father had announced that Allison’s younger sister Jill was getting married to David in three weeks time, and that the family expected Allison to be Jill’s maid of honor. Judith Emerson repeated what her husband had just said. It wasn’t unusual for David to be invited to the family’s Sunday dinners, so Allison hadn’t suspected anything out of the ordinary, until she heard those shocking words fro...

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“Eva and Earl” by Renee Gant

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Peter gazed upwards at the golden maiden in front of Pembroke Arch. It was habitual. He dare not set his eyes on the girl's ascent into his horse drawn carriage on the way to her class. Hooves clop along the bright sunny yellow leafed path until they halt for the girl's exit. The autumn trees of red hold Peter's attention as the youth strolls off toward the building of grey stones. He wonders what spirits Sarah will be in. As he turns the corner he spots Sarah down the road. Slouched over a cement pillar in front of the house her brothers...

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“The Photograph ” by Sophie Conquest

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May 1999: The flash was like a halo. In the second it took to envelop them, she was reaching up to fix his tie, shimmying the smooth material so that the knot fit securely, with perfect symmetry, into his collar. The fingers of her right hand rested on the fabric in a neat arc, like a violinist’s. Her left arm was nestled tightly into the space between her body and his, where she could feel the warm strength of his chest beneath the thin linen of his shirt. Her shoulders, uncovered and golden in the soft glow of the marquee lights, were thro...

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“Diary of a guilty mom” by Tia Janay

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“Uhhh” I moaned as I rolled over. The baby was in the crib hollering. He must have been crying for a while because he was already standing up but his eyes were still shut. I turned on the side table lamp and glanced over at my husband, sound asleep. “Uhhh” I moaned louder hoping to stir him, but nothing. Stiff as a log he slept there. He had always been a heavy sleeper. I thought I had been a heavy sleeper at one time, but then we had kids. And now only he slept. Lucky bastard. I hoisted myself up and trudged over to the crib on th...

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“Monster” by B.A. Saia

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There is something inside me that unfurls like black smoke when I’m hunched over in the bathtub half-covered by purple water and he’s sitting naked on the toilet stinking of vodka and weed telling me that, exactly six months ago when we broke up for the second time, he had fallen in love with someone else. It happens like this: We walk into the art store, and he drops my hand. We walk into the art store and a girl with pink hair and three nose piercings smiles at him, and he drops my hand. He tries to play it off all casually like th...

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“Destiny's Sacrifice” by Karen Leidy

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Destiny’s Sacrifice The pain and despair she felt bleed from the deepest recess of her soul; a void that could not be filled, cleansed, erased, or eradicated; always consuming, growing, gnawing, overwhelming her. In a state of semiconsciousness, she bleakly, deliberately, sullenly, slipped into the kitchen and retrieved the sharpest carving knife from the culinary block. Filled with an unquenchable rage that welled up within her, dredged up from the black, near-mortal wound that had been permanently instilled from relentless years of abu...

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“Melancholy Sea” by Amoxtli Garcia

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Mentions of infertility Verbal insults disguised as affable compliments were spoken on an August night. Dazzling white light spread throughout the area where amateur people lounged as they practiced their backswings for ten dollars a bucket. Vacant slots in a busy schedule permit an evening rendezvous at the local top golf. Away from pending emails and oblivious partners. Esme swung at the golf ball, sending it soaring into the air and letting it get lost with the others that littered the field. “I think I’m improving.” “Definitely the...

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“Me, Myself, And I” by Glenn Holt

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My name is Greg. It means to watch in Greek. I have always loved to watch the world, to see how the crowd behaves. Often I wonder why people do what they do.One thing I have noticed is that making someone jealous seems easier than it looks.Too make someone jealous they must believe that you have more purpose with the another person you are spending time with than the person that becomes jealous.I am jealous of the world spinning… You see the world does not need any purpose to spin but as a conscious living breathing human being, my deep dark...

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Write about a relationship, either romantic or platonic, that is being affected by jealousy.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 71 stories

“It comes back to haunt me” by Girasiya Nathan Babvu

“Aphrodite's Curse” by Nat Mirotta

“The Shadow” by Elliott Arnold

“Swimmers’ Remorse” by Avery Crescent

“Infinitely Human” by Jonathan Berg

“ROYAL TURMOIL” by Elenda Ani

“Green Eyed Woman” by Taylor Parsons

“Sweet Revenge” by Gloria Dawn

“Eva and Earl” by Renee Gant

“The Photograph ” by Sophie Conquest

“Diary of a guilty mom” by Tia Janay

“Monster” by B.A. Saia

“Destiny's Sacrifice” by Karen Leidy

“Melancholy Sea” by Amoxtli Garcia

“Me, Myself, And I” by Glenn Holt

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Write about someone deliberately trying to make somebody else envious.

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Write about somebody looking for love on a reality TV show.

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