Humble Narcissist Novels & Stories

that’s Nathan, always has self-confidence above average. “You want to know?” Nathan nodded quickly. “Because you are an arrogant people, yoy stylish, emotional, lazy,…” “Shit, Nay. That’s it,” Nathan’s face looked wrinkled, but he realized that what Nayla had mentioned was his nature. “And ...,” Nayla paused for a moment. “Still available? That’s my shortcoming what is the shopping list? That’s a lot right,” Natha scratched her head. “There’s one more thing, your self-esteem and narcissism is high, it makes me crazy. Eh, I forgot, one more thing. You are too lazy to study at school,” even though Nathan is handsome and rich, he is one of the students with the lowest grades in the class.

Only, I have another challenge coming. It's a war of sentiments and sanity. He is a selfish bastard. There cannot be anything good in him. He is arrogant, ignorant, and narcissistic. He manipulates and has no respect for anyone. He kills for power. He is in trouble. A mistake you can never afford. I chant it, seeping it ever so slowly into my conscience so it can forward to my subconscious mind. It must be firmly engraved.

I had just been too stupid and blind to realize the difference between the two of them. They were both cocky, charismatic, sensual, fun, sexy, and gorgeous. But the boy was tender and romantic, and would have given anything to keep me by his side. The man was narcissistic, impetuous, addicted to ever-increasing highs – of attention from women, of adulation from his fans, of acting like an asshole. And I had just been another drug for his addiction. Idiot. Idiot. IDIOT. Like a recurring dream that turns into a nightmare, I kept coming back again and again to our heartbreaking conversation at the very end:

“Nasha, please, forgive me. I am very sorry. Can’t you see that it was just a mere mistake!” The sound of the word “mere mistake” rumbled through her stomach like someone who was suffering from diarrhea. Then her furiousness sparked like fire as she struggled out from Richardson’s hands, and when she managed to let loose of his grip, she sent two resounding slaps to his face. And Richardson staggered aback as he covered his cheek with his two palms. Nasha had known Richardson to be a narcissist because of too many privileges that he received from being noble. Richardson Gregory is the son of a wealthy businessman and one of the top tiers in the states, also owes a lot of companies in the sta

Thinking highly of yourself is not only a sign of stupidity but it's also a confirmation that you are narcissistic. "Jamie Anderson, age 27, the computer nerd who is also a skilled shooter. Lucky you didn't have to kill anyone to get here. Your uncle was enough." Adam proves him wrong, taking another bite of his sandwich. "Impressive." Jamie utters, smiling a professional smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Let's talk later then." Jamie stands up and walks ahead, taking his leave. "What an asshole!" Amy comments as soon as he leaves them alone. "I think he is alright. Just a little show off guy." Adam states his opinion about their new teammate.

"How many times do I have to tell you, they're your parents? Why won't you even see if it's true?" "Because you're a compulsive liar. Why should I trust you? For all I know, this is another scheme of yours, so you can scam my money out of me!" I tossed the notice of critical illness in her face. "Then, look at this closely. Tell me, what's the name that's written on it?" She didn't even look. The woman stepped on it and slapped me. "What an actor. You came in with props. If you have that much time, learn from Zack. If you please me, I'll give you any money you want. You made the wrong move."

She stood still, dumbstruck. "Who do you think you are to judge me?" "your lawyer..." "yes" He cuts in "The lawyer who fucks the wife of a billionaire, how fulfilling" She glared at him, her nose flaring and her hands ready to grab any sharp object. "I love him, can you relate? No, I bet you can't. The only thing that you are good at is manipulating people when they are at their lowest, most vulnerable, and women with cheating husbands!" Rachel scolds moving towards him as she puts on her bra rigorously.

But the embarrassment of explaining the reasons for his disgusting attitude could not let him say anything. 'How would he say the same Anna was still the cause of everything.' "But I am willing to change. I agree that I have been a narcissist bastard, irritating man, and heartless jerk, and I am willing to make up for every heartless attitude that I have exhibited. I will learn and work on myself. I will become a better person," he pleaded.

Some people sitting on the sofas turned to look at him as he entered. He moved through the bustling club with an air of superiority. This is what happened the first time he brought me out of here. A head-turning billionaire, pretending to be good in the public eye. A narcissistic billionaire who carefully protects his image and reputation. He knows he's in control here. He makes people believe he's a good person by sprinkling and feeding them believable lies in his magazines, saying he supports and donates money to charity, and even has an orphanage at his house.

Zahir said smugly. "Yeah. I agree. There can never be someone as narcissistic and arrogant as you." Emily retorted without skipping a beat. "Oh dear! You mistake my self confidence and pride for narcissism and arrogance." Zahir was quick to respond. "Yeah. Quite delusional too." Emily added, rolling her eyes. "God!! How do you manage to do this every single time?" Liam asked with a groan. "They have been like that ever since... forever." Zada said, shaking her head.