Narcissistic Novels & Stories

she said softly, her manicured fingers circling the surface of the desk, "Everyone has a way they see themselves. Some people have low self esteem, and some are very confident in themselves, and we also have narcissists too." Her words were making no sense to me, and it was obvious she was beating around the bush. I frowned, folding my arms. "Get straight to the point, why are you telling me all of these unnecessary information? Hit the nail on the head." Luna Rosa flashed a small smile, but this time it wasn't fake, neither did it look like a real smile either. It was eerie, and I could not understand why she smiled at me like that. "I can tell you which one you are. You're overly confident

“Yes he will try to tarnish my name and reputation without a second thought. He will try to sway people and even the court with his charm, but I will fight him. I want out. By trying to blackmail me into submission, he has crossed all limits”, Sarah fumed. “Typical person with Narcissistic Personality Disorder!”, Amelia scorned, “I don’t know how you tolerated that gas lighting scumbag all these years, Sarah! Not only is he a cheat, a leach and a bastard, but his exaggerated sense of self importance is so infuriating that I want to slap him every time he opens his mouth”, Amelia burst out in anger.

She was understanding and smart, and as Zeenah described things she had felt and gone through, it seemed she had the power to unlock the mysteries of the universe. Karima said Abubakar's behaviour fit the pattern of someone with a narcissistic personality disorder, which was common for abusive husbands. As the doctor explained about the disorder, it felt as if she were describing Zeenah's life as it had been for the past year. A person with NPD was domineering, blaming, self-absorbed, intolerant of others’ needs . . . and they used rage as a control tactic. They don’t respect anyone else’s boundaries, which meant they felt entitled to bully and criticize until

"I like you, okay? Just like what you've said, I'm a narcissist that thinks the world revolves only around him. But that changed when I met you. You didn't act like everybody else. You caught my attention as if it naturally belongs to you." Jasper gazed into my eyes and made me back away. The seriousness I see somehow scares me. "You believe the rumors about me, right? But that doesn't change the fact that I do like you, not like everybody else. My like seems to be different from them." "I-I don't hate you. Like what you've said, you're a narcissist, and the way you act like Lia should also pay her attention to you irritates me. That's just it. Lia doesn't owe you anything."

That beautiful, amazing, square jaw of his that begged me to run my fingers across. Then came his narcissistic personality. He had the whole God complex going for him, thinking that woman worshiped the ground he walked on. Cocky and yet so alluring; the Devil reincarnate. It was difficult remembering that he wasn't good. He may have been mine, but he wasn't what I needed or wanted in my life.

she murmured right in front of my face, demanding that I entertained her. "You're a pathetic narcissist," I replied weakly, yet it was enough to make her a little annoyed. She twitched her lips a bit before faking another smile like she was not irritated at all. "Well, this narcissist was the one who manage to convince Ricky to marry her. And this narcissist was the one who manage to capture Ricky's bitch and later going to kill her and throw her into the sea. Then, this one narcissist is going to kill Ricky and later be the next ruler of the underworld. So to be frank... this one narcissist isn't that pathetic at all, don't you think?" She seriously asked my opinion to validate her own delu

' Wendy said. He couldn't help but laugh. 'Wonderful speech. Crusade against messing people's life from the very person who messed my life up. You're fucking pissing me off.' He returned. 'You're a narcissist' 'Yeah, you've mentioned that a couple of times already. Listen, dear Wendy, there's no out for you till this deal is done. So quit this silly little grabs for my attention.' Who needed his attention? Wendy thought. The man was so full of himself.

“You can have your so-called house to yourself, I'll be out of here by nightfall.” “I can see that your pride wouldn't let you be,” Stacey said. “I don't care where you go, just make sure you get out of my life as well. I'm done with having a narcissistic friend.” The sudden outburst from Stacey had her flare up. “How dare you call me a narcissist?” “Because that is exactly what you are. Self centered, arrogant and lazy.” A sarcastic chuckle forced its way out of Cynthia's mouth, she clapped her in unison and placed both of them under her bosom.

"That's Liam's cup of tea. The most important thing is that I am free." The selfishness inherent in his words was breathtaking in its scope. He had reduced Liam's entire future to a minor inconvenience, something that was unfortunate but ultimately irrelevant compared to his own needs. The casual way he dismissed years of hard work, natural talent, and carefully laid plans as merely "Liam's cup of tea" revealed a level of narcissism that was almost sociopathic in its completeness.

“Now that I think about it, why would you even ignore me? There is no reason for you to do that since we don't even know each other. Miss Deluca, my ego was hit since I am used to women fawning over me. It was just my narcissism coming out.” Roseanne could not say anything to him. It was truly his narcissistic personality that was making him feel this. “Okay,” Roseanne said. “I will take my leave.” “I apologise for my behaviour,” Nicholas said. Roseanne just nodded her head and left. A few minutes later, Nicholas left the cafe after having one more coffee and reading a few pages of a book. Roseanne blamed his unusual behaviour on his n