Selfish Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Secondly, karma is a bitch so my mate is now scared of me because of all those years of bullying him. And thirdly, I stupidly kissed my mate without thinking through my stupid brain and now he must be freaking out. Fuck me and fuck my life. “You should win him over, San. He is like a fresh breath in our dark life ever since Zang left. He is so cute and adorable. I love my mate,” Sierra happily purred in my head. “Welcome back, drama queen,” I taunted her. The silly she wolf had been sulking since so long ever since I thought of rejecting my mate.

Secondly, karma is a bitch so my mate is now scared of me because of all those years of bullying him. And thirdly, I stupidly kissed my mate without thinking through my stupid brain and now he must be freaking out. Fuck me and fuck my life. “You should win him over, San. He is like a fresh breath in our dark life ever since Zang left. He is so cute and adorable. I love my mate,” Sierra happily purred in my head. “Welcome back, drama queen,” I taunted her. The silly she wolf had been sulking since so long ever since I thought of rejecting my mate.

The impact took me off my feet and crashed me on the ground. Israel stood over me and began to curse me. " You fool! You bloody fool! You think I'm selfish? Do I look like I give a damn? Look at me and look at you! I can never view you as my equal. You think you know a lot about this world but you don't know sqat. This world is cruel and evil and selfish. If you must survive, you must be the same too. I'm no saint and I don't claim to be one. I'm the guy who caught my father's murderer and fed him alive to my crocodiles. I'm the same guy who sold his soul to the devil so I can protect my family and the Giovanni empire. Yes I'm selfish. A selfish man makes sacrifices but these sacrifices alwa

No pain can be more unbearable than knowing he isn't mourning for me. Selfish Sienna. Cold Stone.

"Not in the way I've always been—the calculated violence, the ruthless business decisions—but in a worse way; I'm the kind of monster who knows what's right, who understands the harm he's causing, and does it anyway because he's too selfish to choose anything else." "Yes," Sienna said simply. "You are." He laughed, the sound bitter and broken. "No platitudes? No reassurance that I'm not as bad as I think?" "Would you believe me if I offered them?" she asked. "No," he admitted. "I'd know it was a lie, or worse, pity." Sienna pulled her knees up, wrapping her arms around them—that familiar posture of making herself small, protecting whatever soft parts remained inside her armor. "Tell me about

At that point, I did not need my mother to feel disappointed in me, as I was already feeling disappointed in myself for the both of us. I have been so selfish no matter how much I tried to persuade people into thinking that I was altruistic, I was extremely selfish. I wanted to save my country, but I did not want to fight for it. I wanted the Sorceress and the Lycan Beast to help me, but I did not want to fulfill my end of the seal. I was so selfish that I asked the Sorceress to bring an innocent young woman from another timeline, from another land, and manipulated this person into trusting me and sacrificing herself instead of me. There was no doubt, I was the worst.

Theo said, breath hot against my ear, “but you will love me, Sadie. Eventually. I don’t care how many years it takes.” “This isn’t love,” I shot back, my voice shaking with fury, fear, heartbreak. “This is your selfishness. Nothing more.” He laughed—short, bitter. “Selfish? You’re the selfish one. You never cared what I felt. Nine years, Sadie. Nine years I waited for you. I even fought Silas for you. I tore myself apart, and you never saw any of it.” “What you feel for me is ambition,” I said, yanking but his grip only tightened. “Obsession. Because I belong to Damon—and you can’t stand it. This isn’t love. I could never love someone like you.”

If Sienna had been bolder, like her character in the book, and used those moves to seduce him, he would have fallen for her at the very first move. "I couldn't possibly do that," Sienna replied with a bashful smile. "How could a decent girl like me do such things? They're just fantasies for my books." Daniel gave a wry smile, pulling her closer and nuzzling her neck. He took in the scent of her skin and whispered, "You wrote about the male lead getting drunk and the female lead forced herself on him. Why does that plot sound so familiar?" Feeling guilty, Sienna squirmed out of his embrace. "Let's go out for dinner, Honey."

“Are we arguing because of this? I’ll be a snob to everyone— Ouch!” I hit his arm and glared at him. “Why would you? I like you that way. I’m just worried that someone might mistake your kindness for something else.” “Like Rain?” He asked with a creased forehead. “Yes. Like Rain.” “Don’t worry. I’ll talk to her.” I nodded. That’s the best way. Honestly, my selfishness is becoming worse now. I don’t want anyone having his attention. I want all of his attention on me. I want all of him for myself. And this selfishness is absurd knowing that we’re not official yet.

She was bright, warm, and loved by everyone. And that was exactly what Sierra hated most about her. All her life, Sierra had been the one in the shadows, watching. She envied Halsey to no end and resented everything Halsey had. Maybe, deep down, she had wanted to be like Halsey—to live under the sun, admired and adored. But somewhere along the way, she had turned into something else, consumed by greed and jealousy. Now, Sierra stepped onto a path she could never turn back from. But she didn't care. She only wanted to win.