I Think My Brother Is A Narcissistic Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Wanna hear something? Your brother got mad at me twice today,When I tell my colleagues about his mood swing and how I cooed him they seem to think I'm desperate,they say I'm scared to lose a big shot but I am not,maybe because I never thought of him like that..." "...He's my man,my boyfriend,Ned is a different kind of guy,much different,he doesn't get mad at you because he's a jerk,he does because there's so much pressure on him" "That's crazy" "Yeah Stuart,my relationship with your brother is weird,he comes to our penthouse with a large eyebag and the second I usher him in he falls asleep like the dead and I have to try to understand because I know this guy personality before I got into it

he said quietly, “Marcus is your brother. No matter how much you might despise him for everything he did to her, a part of you will always love him. That’s the curse of having siblings. It’s the burden we bear for having them in our lives. Marcus may be more extreme than others, but you cannot change the fact that he’s your brother and you’ll always love him.” “You know what your problem is?” I said. “You think you know everything about everything. You walk around with this smug attitude as if you know everything on the planet, but you’re wrong. I know he’s my brother, but I don’t give a shit about him. Not after everything he did to Liv. He’s a psychopath, and I do not want anything to do w

She entered the room with a middle-aged man trailing behind—a doctor, by the look of it. “Like I got hit by a freight train. Honestly? I’d take being mauled by a bear over another round with your brother. At least a bear has the decency to kill quick. Your brother? He savors it.” I managed a weak grin. She laughed softly. “My brother’s still single, in case you’re wondering.” No wonder. Who would willingly marry a psychopath in a white shirt soaked in someone else’s blood? The doctor, unfortunately, was no less merciless. His check-up felt like another round of torture. After a rough exam, he scribbled down something and declared:

I sat there with my mind going a million miles per second trying to figure out what we had to do to the menace we called our brother. "We have to do something because that guy is now doing too much. It's getting out of hand bro." I said. "Yeah I get it. He's too narcissistic. And come to think of it why is he so pissed that Radike called it off. He did tell me he didn't like the chick." Tunde asked. "Maybe that was a lie now or he probably doesn't like the fact that she did it first." I said. This was the same theory I said to Ama.

No, screw that; Luka and I couldn't have done half the things Lenox did in his first ten years in our entire lives together. To explain my youngest brother as briefly as possible- he's a maniac, and our parents think his behaviour is cute. The morning came earlier than expected, possibly because I couldn't fall asleep due to the lack of the promised text message from Lenox. I wonder what that psychopath ended up doing. The most likely scenario involves a lot of blood, a manic laugh and body parts added to his stupid collection. "For fuck's sake!" I hiss under my breath as I kick off the sheets.

He gulped as his brother took another step towards him and this time they were very close just a mere meter away. The gust of his breath and his cologne wafted through the air around him and he tried not to sneeze. His brother cackled and shook his head slowly. "You think I give a fuck what you say huh? I'm still going to do whatever the fuck I wanna do." He shot him a smirk. Drake exhaled in exasperation. Of course, that's his evil brother for you. His evil because he doesn't give a fuck what others think, he has zero consideration for people's emotions. Very insensitive and hot-headed. He was prepared to use whatever means necessary to achieve his aims.

“You know, saying things like that is the reason why people will never take you seriously as a king. You are still wet behind your ears Adolph. You might be the crowned prince, but it is only because father lacks the common decency to accept me after my mother refused to be his mistress. You are just his consolation prize, nothing more. I will always be superior to you. Remember that when you are ordering me around.” My brother fumed in anger when I said that. “You think you are safe, don’t you?” he smirked, tilting his head to the side like a creep. “I can make you disappear, I can end you big brother and no one will miss you.” I laughed. “I did ask father to have you checked for mental ill

The aroma of earth and forest hits me in the nose and as I look around, I can imagine how he would have been. Tall. Probably slightly lanky because I'd imagine someone who puts their things in such a nerdish way must be a nerd and from what my brother taught me when I dared to like one of his classmates, "Only nerds keep themselves sniveling clean all the time. If you're going to fall in love, don't fall for a nerd..... They don't have any muscles and you'll have ugly children." A smile spreads on my face despite the fact that I'm remembering something my brother told me. Usually whenever he came up to me to tell me anything, it was always followed by one of two things.

" I can't do that to my elder brother" What the hell!!!! His brother tried to kill him?

"Neither of you know what it's like to be me." My brother is like a small child. Selfish and self-absorbed. He can't think beyond his own needs and wants. Even if he does get clean, he won't be the kind of boss our father is. People won't respect him. Still, I'd rather it be him than me. "Maybe we don't," I say. "But we seem to be the only people who know what you could become." Lukyan rolls his eyes, but I can see that my words are breaking through his wall. He is softening.