Humble Bragging Novels & Stories

Adam said, shifting his weight to look the guy in the eye. He paused a bit so his next words would make the desired impact. "But it's still outdated." --- [Perception Increased: 57%] --- "You're bragging about a model that lost value the moment you drove it out," he continued, voice steady now. "And you're acting like it's something impressive." Each word felt like stepping on thin ice. One wrong move and he might just find his face planted on the sidewalk. The guy's jaw tightened. "You don't even have a car."

" Lisa glanced up from her cooking, her eyes showing a mix of surprise and cautious hope. She listened as George continued, his words laced with humility. But as he spoke, George couldn't help but let his pride shine through. "Just be careful, though," he added with a hint of possessiveness. "When it comes to things that belong to me, I can get really angry. I'd do anything to protect what's mine." She looked up from her cooking, meeting His gaze. With a calm but firm tone, she replied, "I appreciate your apology, George. And I understand your need to protect what's important to you. But remember, I'm not anyone's property. I'm an individual, and I deserve respect."

I clicked my tongue as I dusted some imaginary dirt off his shoulder, paying attention to the people watching us but loving the audience anyway. His jaw jerked as he forced a charming smile. “You’re one to talk for an injured Alpha.” “Not like it’d help you beat me in a fight. I bet there are many present who’d love to see me snap that attitude of yours. Don’t you think?” His smile grew as he chuckled. “Careful what you say, Alpha. A wolf who killed his own father and mate for power must not be underestimated.” Was this asshole really bragging about that right now? I whispered into his ear, “What makes you think I can’t do the same?”

I'm not even proud of them. Only fools are proud of their fellow fool. I'm not sorry for my harsh words. They don't deserve my praises, after all. I'll give an example of how stupid they are. Imagine a scene where all of your opponents have their own weapons but you just attacked with your bare hands without even thinking of a plan on how to fight them without anything but yourself. That's quite foolish, isn't it? Now tell me, should I be proud of them or should I just be disgusted?

I don't know why people are so full of themselves thinking nothing could turn their single hair wrong. I mean why we are so big of idiots!!!! Why we are even sinners!!!!! Why don't we get the things beyond the surface!!!! Why we are so apparent and shallow!!!! Why we break so easily!!!! Why we gloat and condescend so easily!!! Why we can't be modest!!!! Why we can't be what we are!!! Simple creatures from mud!! Why we are so presumptuous!! Because we are humans.Yes merely humans. Who had agile and compulsive nature.Who are evanescent and thick-headed.

“No, no! I was talking nonsense, Mr. Jensen. I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have bragged. It’s my fault!” Holt kept apologizing, slapping his mouth as he did so. Everyone was stunned, looking at the scene in front of them in bewilderment. At this time, the mischievous Lydia recounted the story of Holt’s pretentious bragging just now. Immediately, everyone was full of disdain. “Wow, Holt Duane can sure brag.” “What a great joke! This Holt Duane doesn’t even know anything about national martial arts but came here to show off. He should learn his lesson now!”

But then, Macie quacked Patty, and she blinked twice, regaining her composure. She scoffed. "Who would have thought that I would get to see a confident slut who's proud of what she's doing and even bragging about it? Hm, shame is indeed a scarce commodity now." "Not even as scarce as common sense," I retorted. "Because clearly, the three of you are too poor to even afford one to be shared amongst you three."

I asked Theodore's words didn't exactly come to me as a surprise because I knew that was pretty intelligent academically and he was also very proud as well. He had a habit of bragging sometimes and I wasn't against bragging or anything but it wasn't just something he does whenever we were alone, he also had the habit of bragging publicly even to people that he wasn't very familiar with and I didn't like that because that could give people the wrong impression about him.

Vince replied. “I also have a problem with one of your traits, Vince. I have a problem with your pride and ego, you always feel too big about yourself and you don't know when to accept defeat and apologize.” Imani chimed in. Vince let out a hearty chuckle then said. “Pride and ego, two similar ones in one sentence. Where you never taught about ambiguous words in high school?” He asked. “If you are here to annoy me, just know that you have succeeded.” Imani said, walking away.

He said, praising me. I felt my cheeks turn pink. “Don’t flatter me, I am sure there are several other ladies like me,” I told him, slapping his arms playfully. “Arghh! Trying to be humble again? If I were you, I would be walking around with my shoulders held up high,” He added. I erupted in laughter, shaking my head. “You are so funny Ethan. There isn’t anything to brag about. I am doing this to put food on the table for my daughter and me. As a matter of fact, I am willing to do anything at all to feed my daughter,” I told him.