Humble Bragging Novels & Stories

He reached over, pushed his door open, and stepped out into the cool evening air. I followed him out, my boots hitting the gravel. "Are you humble-bragging right now?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. Ares stopped and looked back at me, a sharp smirk cutting across his face. "That was a fact, beautiful. I don't need to be humble to brag about my wealth. I'm a billionaire. I earned the right to be arrogant about it." "Shameless," I teased, though a small smile tugged at my lips.

Enraged, Brock leaped to his feet and wagged his finger at Austin as he roared, "I've been looking out for you all these years. You only managed to become the assistant general manager because I've been praising you in front of my brother-in-law! If not, with your capabilities, you'd only be a project manager at most! "Where's your sense of decency, huh? Gratitude is a basic human virtue. How dare you be such a fucking ingrate?" Austin retorted icily, "You mean you've been praising yourself, don't you? In the last few years, all you bother to do is butter up your brother-in-law and claim all the merits for the company's success. "Whenever you make a mess, am I not the one who has to clean up

Maya calmly arranged her words, ensuring no statement was left out. I gave a quiet scoff. "You don't have to apologize for what you did to me. It's just a reflection of who you truly are. You're being humble and loyal because of the immediate gain. As soon as you ascend to a good office, perhaps in another sub-pack, you'll definitely display the proud and bullying version of you once again. Correct?"

"My gosh, Ynnah… you’re already in college and you still don’t know these basic rules of integers yet? I already mastered this way back in high school." Sometimes… this person has such an enormous, inflated pride and ego! I honestly don't even know where he inherited that trait, because Mommy and Daddy are humble and kind people, definitely not like this arrogant guy standing in front of me. "If you know it so perfectly well, then you should be the one answering that from the start and not me!" I retorted, standing up and marching toward my bed to lie down, turning my back to him. "You are just torturing me for fun when you can easily do it all alone by yourself!" I added, crossing my arms a

"Domenico... please don't... I'm begging you, don't do this..." Alice nestled in his arms and covered her mouth in fake concern. "Domenico, isn't this too cruel to her? After all, those are her private photos..." "Privacy?" Domenico laughed coldly, his eyes full of mockery. "A whore who betrays the family has no right to privacy." My face was pressed against the ground. I could clearly hear the breathing and comments of the men surrounding me. Those voices slithered into my ears like venomous snakes, gnawing away at what little dignity I had left. I felt like merchandise being appraised and judged.

“It’s an award, man! A really cool bit of recognition. You did good! Celebrate it. Be proud of what you have accomplished.” I supposed I was proud. Somewhat. I just didn’t see the need to boast. “I am proud,” I argued. “You are a billionaire, and don’t deny that you are. I know you are. You don’t act like it, which is a good thing, I guess, but damn, be proud.” I scowled at him. “You want me to act like a peacock? Should I strut around boasting about my wealth?” He slowly shook his head. “Never mind. I’m just glad I knew you when.”

My father asked I stayed silent. "He doesn't, all he wants from you is what you've already given him! He's just going to use you up, then tear you down I've seen him do it many times before. I would've thought that you would've had a little bit more respect for yourself!" He said before chuckling deeply "I do have respect for myself!" I shouted causing jack to snort in amusement "Obviously not when you're spreading your legs like the prostitues downstairs." My mind lingered back to the woman held captive down stairs causing my heart to sink.

I giggled. “I bet Sam could never do this…” he said, my smile vanished, “this is one of the things I don’t like about rich people” I said, then looked away from him. “What?” he asked, “bragging around like you have the power to anything in this world” I said, he frowned, “I don’t brag!” he scoffed, I shot him a serious glare, he was annoyed from my words.

Swallowing her pride, she lowered her gaze in a humble submission and answered. "I... it was all my stupid idea. I coaxed him to show me a lot of interesting places. I had no idea he would have brought me to one of your properties. I deeply apologize for my outright audacity. I promise I shall never do it again in the future. I swear... if I ever break my promise, you may cast me out."

“Stop calling yourself Daddy. It’s weird.” “It’s only weird because you’re losing. And you’ll keep losing no matter how many times you try to beat me. I’ll keep winning again, and again, and again, and again.” “Wow, Michael... ever heard of the word humility?” Ace shook his head. “What’s that?” Michael chuckled. “It’s certainly not a word for kings.”