Humble Narcissist Novels & Stories

Narcissist might really be the term for the douchebag whoever he was. “I know right?” Diana rolled off her tongue, pleased by my validation. “I mean I couldn’t deny he was hot and built like a greek god and was probably the most beautiful man I’ve seen but I was just trying to find the bathroom for God’s sake.” Now that was intriguing. I reached for her hand and brought us to a couch to sit. “He was hot? Maybe that’s the reason for his character failing. He let it get to his head.” “Exactly!” Diana said with a passion then proceeded to rant and rant about this ill-mannered, narcissistic jerk she had met for no more than two minutes.

Oh, and let’s not forget that he was cocky, arrogant, full of himself, arrogant and--- Did I mention an arrogant SOB? But despite his flaws, he also had the kind of confident charm that seemed to just work for him. Sure, coming from anyone else, they would sound like an entitled, full-of-themselves brat. But when Zane said all those things he said, they somehow sounded innocent-like. As if he was just stating a fact, not boasting about or hotly putting all his amazing glory on display. Humble he was not! Hell, I doubted he knew the word and even if he looked it up, he’d have a hard time understanding it. But despite all that, I’d come to realize that he was actually rather likable.

Vanessa urged, rolling her brown bulgy eyes. “Will he change? Oh, Vanny, you're ridiculous just like him. We grew up watching him torture mommy, day in and out. He's insolent, he's a drunk, a flirt and an abusive man. You think he'll change? That's what a narcissist does to his victim, making you think he'll change with time. Are we gonna wait for him to kill our mommy before we realize he isn't gonna change?” Samantha asked angrily. Vanessa kept silent, tucking her brown curly hair behind her ears.

"I like you, okay? Just like what you've said, I'm a narcissist that thinks the world revolves only around him. But that changed when I met you. You didn't act like everybody else. You caught my attention as if it naturally belongs to you." Jasper gazed into my eyes and made me back away. The seriousness I see somehow scares me. "You believe the rumors about me, right? But that doesn't change the fact that I do like you, not like everybody else. My like seems to be different from them." "I-I don't hate you. Like what you've said, you're a narcissist, and the way you act like Lia should also pay her attention to you irritates me. That's just it. Lia doesn't owe you anything."

she said softly, her manicured fingers circling the surface of the desk, "Everyone has a way they see themselves. Some people have low self esteem, and some are very confident in themselves, and we also have narcissists too." Her words were making no sense to me, and it was obvious she was beating around the bush. I frowned, folding my arms. "Get straight to the point, why are you telling me all of these unnecessary information? Hit the nail on the head." Luna Rosa flashed a small smile, but this time it wasn't fake, neither did it look like a real smile either. It was eerie, and I could not understand why she smiled at me like that. "I can tell you which one you are. You're overly confident

Connor says. "It is not nice to call other people foolish. You are a little genius, and that does not mean you can look down on other people who are clever for their age but not as smart as you. I want you to stay humble. A man that is not humble is not attractive. To be a man, you must learn to be humble. It would be best if you respect other people as well. I love you very much, but Mommy does not appreciate it if you think too much of yourself. Now young man, do we understand each other? And I do not want you to be rude to any other child. You cannot go around telling people they are foolish. People will think you are arrogant. You will not have friends if you tell people they are stupid.

And that unsettled me more than anything else. Jessica didn't strike me as the kind of person you could just humiliate into silence. She was spiteful. Unrelenting. The go-out-with-a-bang type, not a fade-into-obscurity girl. If she was quiet, it meant something was building up and she was getting ready to snap. I couldn't stop thinking about it, even though Katy was convinced she'd finally given up. "She's too ashamed to show her face," Katy said casually, picking at her nail polish during lunch. "Humiliation works wonders on narcissists."

"It's what made me accept you back then as mine after my grandfather forced you on me. And deep down, you know I'm the only man who's ever truly understood you." The laugh that bubbled up was genuine, if bitter. "Delusional as ever, I see." My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag. His confidence didn't waver—it never did. That same unshakeable self-assurance that had once seemed so attractive now revealed itself for what it was: pure narcissism. "Come on, Alex. We had something real, something people spend their whole lives searching for. The only reason you're so angry with me is because you still love me. You think you hate me, but Alex, you don't. You are still stuck up on me."

He was glaring at Sophia as he seethed in anger "Sophia, listen carefully to me. I didn't choose to be humble as you said. I'm a humble man by nature and my status and class cannot change me from who I am. I can't imagine myself full of pride like you. It's just not in my character. I have advised you to learn to be humble but you have refused to listen to me claiming that that is your nature. Even if it is your nature, I believe you can work on yourself," he said.

He was oozing with sex appeal and gifted with a handsome face! Huh? Crap! He’s attracting me too much that my mind kept thinking weird things. What I was trying to point out was, he’s too gorgeous – one trait that a narcissist has. Don’t you think? He looks egoistic too! Judgmental much, Dawn? “Fierce and glorious, dazzling and intense. Just like the sunrise.” He continued and ended it with a smirk. “You’re not a kitten, you’re a lioness.” I simpered. “Let’s cut to the chase, Mr. Caleb. Why are you here?”