Selfish Thesaurus Novels & Stories

“Because I am selfish. And if I had any self-control, I would’ve walked away from you that first night. But the moment I saw you looking up at me with those damn eyes?” He sounds furious—at himself “So yeah. Call it what it is—greedy bastard couldn’t help himself.” “So you’re just gonna hurt me now” “Damn it, Tiana. Do you think I want to? I'd do anything to keep that from happening—but it's inevitable. I've never been the guy to settle down. I'm used to taking what I want and moving on to the next thing. But you're different. You're getting under my skin in a way I don't know how to deal with. I'm a selfish bastard, you know that. But you make me feel like a monster.”

Her words stung, but I struggled to find the words, and every excuse felt weak. "She is... Isn't everyone selfish at some point?" "Of course. But what separates healthy self-interest and selfishness is magnitude." "She is doing her best." Elara looked unconvinced. "She stood on that podium and stalled." "Because she had nowhere else to go." "That's not fair. She could have hidden in a bunker." She smiled. "Every coward is capable of acts of bravery. That does not make them brave. And putting out fires does not unmake an arsonist."

"Well as you see. I am someone who believed that my well being should come first before anything else, right?" I answered him the moment he was done clearing the disturbance away. On the other hand, Alex tried to phrase his reply nicely. He was probably trying to avoid offending me. "Yes, you were that kind of person who have that kind of specific mindset." He said flatly. But even though his answer his vague, I could easily tell the denotative meaning behind his words so I touched on that. "Come on, there was no need for you to put it up so nicely anymore. We both know what you wanted to say. What you mean to say behind those pretty words was that I used to be selfish."

“ im saying you shouldnt have to sacrifice everything just to feel like you are doing enough.” the shame hits fast and mean— like an old shadow rising from the floor. Selfish. That's the word that tries to latch onto me.the one i shove down hard enough to bruise. i shake my head. “ you dont get it.” “ then explain it to me,” he presses softer but more intense. i feel the sting of tears i refuse to let fall. “ i dont want to.” a beat stretches between us— long stretched thin trembling like a wire about to snap.

"If you could have just stood out of your way from being so arrogant and selfish, you might have noticed this. You have a lot more people that care about you than just you. You are a heartless person." Eugene's right. I am the most selfish person in the world. I hurt everyone around me because I'm too arrogant to stand out of my way and think about other people's feelings other than myself. I am a heartless person.

He clenched his fists at his sides, his shoulders tensing. "Selfish," he breathed, the word laced with bitter contempt. "That's what you are, Ophelia. Utterly, completely selfish. You'll take the help, use the resources, but God forbid you show an ounce of gratitude, or admit someone else might be competent. You'd rather take all the credit, even if it means dismissing actual progress." He shook his head slowly, a grim expression settling on his face. "Fine. If that's how you want to play it. I'm done."

she began slowly, deliberately, letting each word land,” I think you don't know how selfish you are. I swallowed hard, my voice barely a whisper. “ s.. selfish?” She let out a soft, cruel laugh, shaking her head. “Yes. You think about yourself constantly. Your desires, your lust, your… little thrill of being wanted. You don’t stop to think about the people around you, about the consequences. You flit between your Alpha, his daughter, this… Ky girl. And yet, you think you’re untouchable. That no one ever suffers because of you. That everyone is just obsessed with you.”

he says. I meet his gaze. “What?” “Selfish.” I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Selfish?” I repeat. “That’s coming from you?” “You only ever think about yourself. Only think you're the victim so everyone should feel pity for you." My expression hardens. "Say that again.” “You heard me.” he barks. "Jason, Lily, Linda. You let your emotions get the best of you and shut everyone out when shit happens!"

The scene beautifully pictured in my head. “Being selfish with your tits won’t take you anywhere.”

"This is madness. I'm just a designer. I was merely trying to survive. None of this adds up." "But it does," Elise murmured, "because this was never about love or business. It was about control About legacy. Your legacy." Serena felt her legs buckle, and she collapsed onto a dusty armchair, eyes fixed on the photo. "I don't want this," she uttered quietly Elise nodded. "I didn't either. But wishing doesn't alter reality." Serena looked up,