Narcissistic Mothers Novels & Stories

he said casually. Moore's mother smiled. For some reason, Nathan felt that her smile carried a hint of pity and sarcasm. Moore's mother continued, “I know my daughter best. She’s always been good-natured and gentle. She doesn’t go against her nature unless something really upsets her. If she’s upset with you, it only means she’s truly unhappy with you.” Nathan fell silent for a moment, then straightened up. “You may be her mother, but you don’t love her.

“You are saying my daughter has all these . . . attributes?” I could see the fear in her eyes when she swallowed and said, “Yes, that is exactly what I am saying.” My mother nods. “Okay, is there any way we can—” “You really believe this quack when she calls our daughter narcissistic?” My father said, “Narcissistic? And what, manipulative? You got us to pay you tons of money just to call her Narcissistic?” My mother drew her lips to my father’s ear and lowered her voice but I could still hear her when she said, “You don’t? Honey, you know how she gets and you know she did try to burn off Tiara’s hair last week.”

"I'm a nasty girl, Jimmy. I love cum. I love feeling it shoot into my mouth, bouncing off the top of my throat. I love the thick feel of it, the musky salty taste. I love knowing I have the power to make men cum in my mouth." "I love you, mommy, now more than ever." She looked up at me and smiled, "Oh, you're just saying that because I let you fuck my face." I had a moment. I looked at her and was stunned. This was my mother. The conservative, reserved, in control woman that raised me, disciplined me, cared for me when I was sick. The PTA mom. VP of the Tennis Club, member of the Junior League. I wondered how many other mothers had a nasty side. Mom's hands rubbing my nipples brought me back

"Natalie, it seems you still haven't learned how to be a perfect daughter." I stared at her, confused. "What are you talking about?" "Do you know what other kids are doing right now? They're all in cram school, trying to get ahead. But all you think about is having fun. I honestly don't know if I can count on you for anything." Mom went on, "Sometimes I wonder what I did wrong to end up with an ex-husband like your father and a daughter like you." She raked her fingers through her hair, acting as though I'd committed some unforgivable sin.

All the grief and rage in my heart transformed into pure hatred. "Martin, why? Killing Mom wasn't enough for you... It wasn't enough that you caused Mom's death. How could you do something this vile? Don't you feel any weight on your conscience when you sleep at night?" Martin viciously slapped me across the face, his features twisted with rage. "Stella, ask yourself: hasn't Mom treated you well all these years? Even when you couldn't give us children, she never said a word. And now you're cursing her? You're going to eat those ashes right now! Then you're going to apologize to Mom! Or else don't blame me for divorcing you!"

"You didn't care that Julia was suffering from severe heatstroke. You didn't believe it when a student reported her condition to you. You even stopped Mr. Hodge when he was trying to save her! So you're afraid that people might accuse you of playing favorites, huh?" Dad slowly stepped closer to Mom. "Congratulations. You made it. No one will dare accuse you of playing favorites now. "Everyone in this world now knows that you, Monica Campbell, are the strictest and most impartial woman alive—and you achieved that by sacrificing your daughter's life. How the hell are you even fit to be called a mother?" He practically shouted at the last few words. Mom's knees buckled, and her body slid right

cringing he added in disgust " and that's not all , I heard that Knight's mother is extremely possessive towards him , she loves him a lot ... well a little too much " My stomach curled in disgust ; I really didn't want to jump on conclusion after listening to the latter half of the rumour . I hoped that it wasn't what I was thinking but remembering how Jacob liked to be in control and the way he acted out defensively in every situation weighing the pros and cons , and his extreme obsession with his reputation , a bitter taste spread itself into my mouth " its just a rumour right ? You and Carter might have taken it in the wrong way " Yeah that was possible too , th

“Clearly, as a newborn baby, I had been bad enough to not be deserving of a mother’s love. Who could blame you? I must have been a fucking monster, so fucking horrible to look at.” My eyes bore a hole in her back, the coward of a woman still unable to face me. Then she nods. She fucking nods in agreement. An icy chuckle falls from my lips as I nod and stand. Nickolai is beside me, glowering at his mother’s back, but it’s all pretense. He loves his mother. She was always so good to him, doting on him like he was the sun and moon. Treating me like I was the darkness. But she made me this way.

Nova snorted and continued, "I still remember that day; Mother cried and wailed. Her eyes and voice were filled with terror and fear. She was sitting next to my frail body, her own weakened by illness. Father yanked me from Mother's arms and carried me in front of Nicholas. That day, another of Mother's children turned into a bloodthirsty murderer right in front of her. Mother's tears ceased to flow. Like many others, she also fell ill during the pandemic. Nicholas, who was standing in front of her, sat with his back to her. Mother raised her head, her eyes ablaze with rage. She slapped her beloved child, Nicholas. She could not keep her emotions in check at that point. Her breathing became

Was that part of your prank? And what do I look like now? A pervert? No, it's not that I'm a pervert. It's about him wanting to show that he can handle our little game a lot more than I can. It's okay, Mr. LeBlanc. You can be very good at playing with people's minds, but I grew up with a narcissistic mother-in-law, and from her I learned that a woman can have anything she wants from a man. . "Let's go dancing," I said.