Narcissistic Novels & Stories

“What the bloody hell is “hot guy psychosis?” Zoe pushes him back into his seat and snickers. “Well, it’s a condition where attractive men forget how to woo women properly because they are so used to women throwing themselves at them.” She looks at Azazel and mutters. “I’m afraid you used to suffer from that until I set you straight, baby.”

There was a force of attraction that made my eyes feel engrossed in him but I had to ignore it because he has to understand that when I was around, I had the power and only me. I inched closer to his face 'You have to understand Narcissus when I'm around I want to do what I want with no one stopping me. And anyone who goes against me, tries to stop me and opposes me has no chance against me. You see your best friend over there was already beaten up but every time you restrict me from doing something, I'll get you back in ways you would never have thought.' Our faces were so close and he began talking 'Nemesis baby, you’re on MY Land, MY turf you don't have any-'

She had a playful smile on her face. Nicole raised her eyes nonchalantly and looked at Eric. Her tone was cold and emotionless. “Do you think I did this to her because of you?” Eric’s eyebrows knitted together, and his eyes were fixated on her face. “Or what?” Nicole raised her eyebrows, gave him a sidelong glance, and sneered. “Mr. Ferguson, you really think too highly of yourself. I think you’d better go to a psychiatrist to get yourself tested for narcissistic personality disorder.”

He hates rejection. “You should be happy that I. A perfect man like me who every girl dreams of wants you. I promise to show you the heaven that no man had shown you before. No man can make you feel what I can do beautiful so let me have you and I will let you live. And don’t worry you will be benefited too I mean who wouldn’t want a man like me.” His narcissistic self did good in praising himself and trying to manipulate her but as soon as he dug his head in her neck. Few words left her throat which froze his whole being.

,he said, but I interrupted him rudely. “Alexander Brewers, I would not have you degrading the things I love. If I love love, you have no right to tell me it's not important. I want to be with someone who loves me for me and doesn't see me as a sex object while trying to rule as a mafia lord. You just want to have sex with me until I break, until I am totally under your control; then you would toss me aside. The only reason you're treating me decently is that I am not totally under your control. I am independent, wealthy, and in love with another man. Your narcissistic nature can't stand that. You want me because, to you, I'm some sort of trophy. You say just

He continued in an attempt to hurt me with his words. And God, have I been so stupid and naive for so long that I didn't see how much of a narcissist this man is? He no longer has control over me and he knows that he has no effect on me anymore so he's trying to hurt me by comparing me to Blair. "Love? Really? You are a narcissist, Mark. You love no one but yourself. You loved how you can control me. You loved how you can turn me into someone I'm not, but when you can no longer do it, you move to someone easier. I know your game now. It took me a long time but I can see you now."

His dimples just had to look perfect at that moment. "You must have loved it so badly you can't stop thinking about it." I cut him off completely flustered. "I didn't love anything and you are..." I couldn't find the right words to describe this man. My chest heaved, his smile remained. "I am what? You can't find the words.." he drawled before adding. "Do you mean charming, irresistible, perfect..." This narcissist started listing out qualities he didn't possess. "More like Infuriating. You are truly infuriating Alaric." I burst out. That wasn't all. Everything I had inside spilt out at once

“You want to find a perfect man like me in dramas. Let me tell you, there is no man in the world. I am already the only good man in the world. I am rich, handsome, good in bed, and not a playboy. “Pfft!” It took me back to hear that. I was speechless. “Evan, can you stop being so narcissistic?” “I am not being narcissistic. I am just telling the truth. You don’t know how lucky you are. You are blind.” Evan had always been very confident himself. Hearing that, anger surged through me! Not only was this damned bastard mean, but he was getting more shameless. He was a typical narcissist. It made me speechless.

They believed him so resolutely, and refused to acknowledge anyone else as his better. Not even when they were presented with evidence to the contrary! "Completely fabricated," they typically said in his defense. Of course, Grizz loved the attention, and loved being defended by people. Even if they were witless idiots. It inflated his ego to insane proportions, and only grew to become worse. He bullied his way through life just to get the things he wanted. He began to actually believe that he was the absolute best, and started to see everyone else as completely inferior. His narcissism went completely unchecked and went haywire, for years and years and years.

I despise guys who like bribing women instead of apologizing. "Well, he's not even a guy, he's a monster, and You're not even a woman, but a girl", I reminded myself quickly before I got losted in the trance of overthinking. I then decided in my heart that whatever he might bring to bribe me off, I promised myself not to accept it. After a minute of waiting, the narcissist finally came out pulling a cheese trolley. I opened my eyes widely with excitement to see what's being placed on the trolley, then my eyes caught it and it reflected a huge grin back into my cheeks.