Heartless Selfish Quotes Novels & Stories

The silence was suffocating. His gaze dragged over my face—tear-streaked, exhausted, breaking. For one long beat, he said nothing. "I'm just overreacting, I guess it makes sense he's her husband and she loves him. You'd do anything for the one you love wouldn't you?" I wiped my tears. Trying to grab on to anything to make it hurt less. Then his voice cut through the air, sharp as a blade. “Selfish?” He gave a bitter laugh. “That’s what you think this is? Giving up your life—your choices—for a woman who can’t even see the worth of her own daughter makes you selfish?”

“You’re so fucking selfish, Bowen. Good night.” -- The next morning, Beta Grant’s words played in my head. How was I selfish? Because I wanted out of a controlling and abusive relationship with a man who forced me to marry him in the first place? How was that so wrong? We walked in silence, but I was getting frustrated. “How am I selfish?” I demanded. “What?” “Last night you called me selfish, and I want to know why you think I am.” Beta Grant shook his head. “All you care about is yourself and what you want.”

But no, you didn't because of one pathetic piece of sh*t you call a heart. Mhmm, I have a pathetic, terrible heart. But still, I know I can't go around hurting innocent people who have nothing to do with our lives. And it is better to have that one pathetic, terrible heart than a heartless monster like you. Gradually, their voices were rising up as they shouted out to each other.

“You’re selfish, Natasha. Selfish and gutless.” The words sliced straight through my chest. He didn’t shout them—he didn’t need to. The quiet way he said them made them sharper, heavier. More real. I stood frozen, my cloak clutched around me like it could shield me from the burn of his stare. “You think this is bravery?” His lips curled, not in a smile but in something more wicked. “Showing up here at the last moment, acting like you came to save us? No. You didn’t come for us—you came for yourself. You came to put on a show, to make yourself feel better.” His eyes blazed, silver catching the moonlight. “It’s pathetic.”

"Oh yeah, you are right. Your mom Was just a mad person dragging you in this life. Yeah, you are right. She is doing wrong. She would cry for nothing. Do you have any idea how this news will break her heart??" "Oh please. I know Mom would get mad at me and would get angry but how's this related to his heart??? This isn't going to affect her at all." "Are you really that selfish?? Putting yourself above everything already and not giving a damn about your family as always?? Do you really think that is a good thing??" "Please. Can you please go now?? I don't want to talk about anything with anyone. Especially not with you." "But I am not selfish. I hate you so much still I can't let you do this

Returning a void smile, I looked at my cup of coffee, everything flashed for a heartbeat before my eyes and I replied sincerely. “If we didn’t say it doesn't mean it was not one.” “I believe it to be your stubbornness.” She frowned, displeased with my reply. “Whatever it is. Not all hearts are supposed to meet in the end.” Sighing, I wanted to cut the talks short because they were inducing heartache. “What about him? Why are you creating your own end? Ask him too once, Elise. Stop being so selfish.” Linda scowled. I gasped, retorting back, “Am I being selfish? Okay, If prioritizing your mental peace is called selfishness then yes, I am selfish.”

And look where it got us. How dared I think of doing it again? I stepped back from Red, her touch suddenly burning me. "If you choose her, you'll just let her die too. You don't care enough. You've always been selfish." Selfish. Selfish. Selfish. The word began to pelt all over, leaving welts of pain on my body. The welts were so itchy. I started to scratch. The itch didn't reduce. I need to get out of these clothes.

Happiness morphed with sadness as I failed to control the audible shake in my voice as I replied. "Yes, Liza?" A bare whisper which she could have not heard at all. "How are you doing?" The stab on my heart was not inflicted by her but my own guilt. How is she so selfless? Why was I so selfish? I wanted to lie to her so badly. I wanted to tell her that I was okay. That I will be okay but how could I? As selfish as I am, I wanted to tell her all the horrible things that have been happening to me and how I was pathetically doing nothing and let him do everything that he wanted. I didn't even try to fight back the slightest, I wasn't even trying to run away or find her all because I was so afra

She will remain close , not by my side, but within reach. Selfish? Perhaps. But I no longer care. Let the world call me cruel, heartless, beastly , they’d be right. Because I am nothing more than that: A heartless beast.

I blurt. "Power over my happiness mom,how selfish and self centered are you?" He questions disgustingly. Selfish!?. My every actions are towards their happiness and he tags me self centered?,how absurd and ungrateful. "Listen Damien,my every action has been beneficial to you boys. None were personal nor self centered,that you need understand" I clarify. "Speak for Drake!" He scoffs. Now he sounds selfish and self centered. After all showered love and sacrifices and he tags me the selfish one?. How ungrateful is he?.