The Narcist Novels & Stories

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.”

“The world can be smaller than we think.” He pulled a slim, leather-bound booklet from his pocket and placed it on my tray. “You might find this helpful. It’s about recognizing narcissistic patterns, control, gaslighting, isolation. It’ll help you make sense of… everything.” My eyes darted to the cover: Breaking the Mirror: Escaping the Narcissist’s Web.

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.

“Just confirming what I already knew.” Nathaniel was not just facing legal consequences anymore. He was facing psychological collapse. The very identity he built on dominance and possession had been stripped, and the woman he thought he owned now stood untouchable, not because of me, not because of protection…But because she had outgrown him entirely. And nothing destroys a narcissist faster than becoming irrelevant to the person they obsessed over.

well a normal person can't have it while being sober. I quietly watched her while she chugged down the content in the glass once again, ''Why are you so narcissistic? I don't know where this confidence comes from." She shook her head in bewilderment and tried to hurt my pride. However, I am not someone who can be taken down easily. "Well, all those whom I have fucked, they were a moaning mess and they wanted nothing from me other than give it to them more. If you want, I can be generous and give you the pleasure which you have never experienced before." I stared deeply into her eyes while I offered.

"Why were you merciful to Vivian though? You could have completely destroyed her. Sent her to prison. Ruined her life. But you didn't." Nath considers his answer carefully. "Because Mike is a narcissist. He's manipulative, knows how to find people's vulnerabilities and exploit them ruthlessly. Vivian isn't inherently evil. I could see that. Mike found her loneliness, and weaponized it against her. He controlled her.

“Ever since you kidnapped me, the only thing you’ve done is punish me. Torment me. Break me down piece by piece. That’s not love, Erlan. That’s the complete opposite of it.” He opened his mouth, but I cut him off with a shake of my head. “You don’t love anyone but yourself,” I blurted bitterly. “You’re a narcissist. A selfish bastard who will stoop to any level to entertain himself even if it means playing with the lives of children.”

Am I sex addict or I want to satiate my needs? Oh Dad!Please don’t show me this way. I don't want to distract myself from my goal.** Nandini saw Damien asleep and settled him between sheets. She stood up and wiped her tears. “Nothing can distract my mind from now on. I need to find a way to get over his weakness. What he hates the most. I want to fight but he never gives me a chance. What he wanted? Is he really loves me….should I give him a chance in real life? No No he is an abuser. He can never mend his ways. He is a criminal and remains the same. He is bipolar , and wants everything in his own way. He is playing with me to get his lustful ways. I am an easy target or you can say easy to

"Read it while I get ready." As I saw his picture on the first page of the file, I got a weird vibe from it. He looked like one of those playboy billionaires who changed girls like bedsheets. "He looks like a douche-bag," I commented. "Because he is; not to mention, a complete narcissist. That's why we are going to woo him," she said, plastering a fake smile on her face. "How?" I asked. "Just sit back and observe," she said as she walked back to her room.

Narcissist might really be the term for the douchebag whoever he was. “I know right?” Diana rolled off her tongue, pleased by my validation. “I mean I couldn’t deny he was hot and built like a greek god and was probably the most beautiful man I’ve seen but I was just trying to find the bathroom for God’s sake.” Now that was intriguing. I reached for her hand and brought us to a couch to sit. “He was hot? Maybe that’s the reason for his character failing. He let it get to his head.” “Exactly!” Diana said with a passion then proceeded to rant and rant about this ill-mannered, narcissistic jerk she had met for no more than two minutes.