Humble Narcissist Novels & Stories

I whispered into his face. He would not be able to handle the rejection that came with me dealing with him in this manner. I was sure that he probably thought he could work his way out, as usual and get his hands on the pack. "You don't want to go against someone like me." "I mean no one in their right senses would want to go against somebody who thinks that he is responsible for everyone's movement. He esteems himself higher than he truly is. I called such a person a narcissist. I don't know if you fit the description." I retorted.

Although he was quiet at first,he opened up a little later on. Devan is the wild child. He is the one that smokes and is covered in tattoos. He jumps from girl to girl every week or so. He never liked obeying the rules but he has no choice but to do so. He calls it the disadvantage of being bestfriends with the future Alpha. Kendrick is the joker. He likes pulling pranks and causing chaos everywhere he goes. He is funny as hell and he does not give a damn about what people think.

“That is a long story. I found him useful and he is committed to me.” “What if he is just hiding?” “I understand your concern. No I e likes being used the wrong way. I would like for you to open your heart and give him that benefits of doubt. I am sure he has seen himself and he is readily available to work on who he is.” “Matt is not one to change easily. A narcissist will always be one.” “I know but we can't know except we try.” “For your sake, I will give him benefits of doubts i just hope I don't end up in tears.”

There are a lot of women in X city, who was willing to throw themselves in his arms. “Mr. Carter, you seem to be overly confident. I suggest you buy a mirror and take a look at yourself.” I said. “There is no need to check. No man is as handsome as me in the X city. So, if I’m interested in you, you should be extremely honored!” I left speechless and felt uncomfortable after listening to what he said. This was the first time I realized that he was so shameless. He is simply a narcissist!’ At first, my impression of him was that he was steady and wise, exuding the cool and noble demeanor of a scion.

Not because he had taken my mother in when no one else would but because I have come to see the type of person he is, the type of leader he is. He isn't arrogant like most alphas he's humble and kind. He isn't one to always jump to violence and war, he is fair in his judgment and doesn't need brute force to resolve conflicts. He has an appreciation for all living things even rogues. At the end of the day he knows his power but he doesn't go around flaunting it. "I think that's the last of them, let's burn the bodies and start cleaning up" he instructs via mindlink

"Why? You'll have me." "What if I need to defend you? Or the baby? I'm tired of being weak." I decide to appeal to his ego, as you would any narcissist. "What if others think I am not good enough? I would embarrass you. I need to be on a level, worthy enough for an incubi royal. Yet I am a useless half breed." "Don't be so harsh. Catching and holding my attention is a skill. That alone will intrigue many. If you insist though, we might go over light things."

He laughed, a sound devoid of humor. "Well, not everyone is privileged enough to have a title like that. Damon William Knight. It’s not just a name. It’s a brand sweetheart." His narcissism was infuriating. l. I wanted to slap the smug look off his face. I couldn’t stand to hear him talk about his wealth and status anymore. He was full of himself— drenched in pride over his name, his status, his so-called worth. He was so wrapped up in his own grandeur, his reputation, and the illusion of being untouchable.

"I guess I'm narcissistic, I'm not a man either." He stared. "You being a woman has nothing to do with it." "You should treat me like anyone else who happens to look at you in a wrong way." "I find your sacrificial lamb mentality nauseating." "I'm sure selflessness is hard for you to stomach," I said in understanding. "You think you have me all figured out, don't you?" "Charismatic gangster, who's an introvert at heart? Sexual deviant? A villain with a sad past I refuse to sympathize with? Check, check, check. If you were a subject on my SATs, I'd ace it."

well a normal person can't have it while being sober. I quietly watched her while she chugged down the content in the glass once again, ''Why are you so narcissistic? I don't know where this confidence comes from." She shook her head in bewilderment and tried to hurt my pride. However, I am not someone who can be taken down easily. "Well, all those whom I have fucked, they were a moaning mess and they wanted nothing from me other than give it to them more. If you want, I can be generous and give you the pleasure which you have never experienced before." I stared deeply into her eyes while I offered.

They believed him so resolutely, and refused to acknowledge anyone else as his better. Not even when they were presented with evidence to the contrary! "Completely fabricated," they typically said in his defense. Of course, Grizz loved the attention, and loved being defended by people. Even if they were witless idiots. It inflated his ego to insane proportions, and only grew to become worse. He bullied his way through life just to get the things he wanted. He began to actually believe that he was the absolute best, and started to see everyone else as completely inferior. His narcissism went completely unchecked and went haywire, for years and years and years.