Narcissistic Mothers Novels & Stories

Nancy said with an evil smirk. " Mom! How could you threaten your daughter! How could you, Mom! You always lend money too but you never return it, Why Mom? Is it a crime to be an independent daughter! How could you continue to swindle money from me like this mom? This is so unfair! " She yelled with tears in her eyes. She was so tired of being bullied by her mother, sometimes she often wonders if the woman in front of her was truly her mother or a replica. " Don't speak to me like this young lady! I am your mother! All you have now is all thanks to me! If I didn't give birth to you do you think you'll be enjoying this luxury, uh? " Nancy replied slightly agitated.

I spoke, in an even tone even though the displeased face was clear under the streetlight. “Keep your antics for later. Your mom wishes to meet you. She tried to harm herself again yesterday after talking to you.” He quickly hid his displeasure with a stone-faced attitude. The great manipulator who makes others guilty to win an argument. My mother was always insane. She only knows two things: harm yourself or harm others. That's what the response she had and she was a puppet to my father's play. Make the other parent the villain to make yourself look good.

“It was Greta all along. I never suspected Nick like she wanted us to. She worked with Nicola to have me and the kids kidnapped…” “Lies! Those are all lies from this evil woman! You all don’t believe a word that comes out of her mouth. Have you all forgotten her mother was a dark wolf? She’s as evil as her mother! They are all evil beings!” Mother screamed at the top of her voice. I was appalled by her constant change of emotion. Here she was trying to make things right and now she’s going hysterical.

I just cried my whole heart out. Useless daughter, worthless sister, irresponsible eighteen-year-old feeling rich. These are the words that my mother used to call me especially when she is angry. Yes, she is calling me feeling wealthy because she's considering herself as our nanny just because she washes our clothes and prepares our food. Where those things are the ones part of her responsibility as a mother? Why is she talking things like that? Besides, I didn't wish to be born. It was her who made her decision to make a family, which, unfortunately, she can't take care of me in my psychological needs.

My mother thought she solved her life and family problems by hiring nannies for us and giving us lots of money from a very young age as if she expected money to raise us and be our mother; with the decadent upbringing, my mother gave us I am not surprised that Aneliss is a mess now. And of the few times, she was home, my mother always avoided my sister and me, locking herself in her reading room and asking not to be disturbed, thus running away from her children and once again avoiding her responsibilities. My mother is not a kind or loving person, but even with those shortcomings, I cannot understand how someone like her could have children, to make them suffer as much as she made Dominik a

I sighed and gathered her in my arms, hugging her, hoping to ease the pain somehow. Tears were still streaming down her face and I couldn't help but to clench my fist, blaming that bastard again. He was the reason why mom was being like this, his constant sexual abuses to me turned her into a nymphomaniac and I couldn't do anything about it. Treating nymphomaniac people cost a lot and poor people like me couldn't afford it. So, mom doesn't have a choice but to keep it and be it. "Son, it hurts," she mumbled. "It hurts. I want to cum, I want someone to touch me, I want someone to pleasure me, I want someone to take me."

He knew me better than I knew myself and I didn’t even understand how that was even possible. “Go to the living room while I finish making dinner,” he said. I led Giulia to the living room and we sat on one of the black leather couches. “What happened?” She asked. “My mother is missing and I think my father had something to do with Elena’s death,” I said. Her eyes went wide and she frowned. “I thought Elena committed suicide.” “I worked with the woman, Giulia. She wouldn’t do something like that. She loved herself too much. She loved to step on other people just to get to the top and she loved herself more than anything else. She was a narcissist. Those people never kill themselves.”

No sane mother would want their children to experience this. “I am already aware of how you were fooling me over these years, Mom. I-I don’t know anymore. What did I ever do to you to have me suffer like this? Mommy, I don’t understand…” “Hey, airhead. Can’t you realize that your mother’s crazy? You did nothing to deserve a mother like her, but you’re too dumb to trust her enough. She doesn’t need to explain anything to you, Gray Moore. Her state alone explains that what she truly needs is a fucking psychiatrist!”

Although she didn't understand before how can his father found someone just after a short period of time after her mother left, still she was happy back then that she will have another mommy. Tomas let out a heavy breath once again. "Your mother is a narcissist. She's very ambitious and selfish. What happened earlier just shows she didn't change at all and unfortunately, she was not happy that you're happily married now" "Why?" she couldn't help but asked. Even if they fell apart as mothe rand daughter, she was still her blood and flesh. And as a mother, it was natural that she would be happy for her rather than be jealous of where she was at the moment.

So I guess, it's pretty normal why she became like that. "Oh dear, don't get ahead of yourself, sweetheart! You know, no matter what you do, mommy's still above you," she chuckles softly. This is the problem. People with narcissistic personality may lack the ability to care or understand the feelings of others. I don't hate her because of this, nor like her. It's just… her grin irks me! Look at that grin! She's obviously looking down at me! "Ha.." I sighed, "What makes you think that you're above me, mother?" I can't deny that, that narcissistic personality of hers, started to grow in myself, so the feeling is mutual.