The Narcist Novels & Stories

"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."

he says. “Nancy Owens gave birth to a son, Micah Owens, nearly twenty years ago. She was a teen mom and her son was taken from her at birth due to her mental health issues. She was able to regain custody once she became an adult after completing her mental health counseling, but she disappeared before the case was closed and they were never able to find her or her son.” “What was her diagnosis?” the police officer asks. “Narcissistic Personality Disorder.” “I am NOT narcissistic,” she snaps, then turns to Mr. Russell. “Please Maxwell, you have to believe me.”

If not the year, then of all time. Nico is a flirt; he is also a lady’s man. Both of those stated are true. But saying them together with out the adding in that he is a fuck boy, a heart breaking, man whore who hits on anything with a pulse? Well like I said understatement. He has turned flirting into an art form. He barely knows when he does it anymore. I have never seen anyone turn him down. And if they do it doesn’t last long. I have seen him pull women, and men alike. Men that you would never even think swung that way. When you ask him if they did, he just tells you. “Even swings for Nico.” Give you his cocky smile and shrugs. As far as I know everyone gets one ride on Nico’s dick, much

he laughed again. "Why do you keep saying sex? It's make love baby. Sex is just for whore. We love each other so it's make love." he's laughing a little still, but he stands up and go to my place. He hugged me so tight. "I love you, I love you, I love you… And our baby too…" he whispered to my ear. He hold my hands and played a little. "You know that there's so many bad things happened into our life, Specifically to the both of us. I made so many bad things to the point that I become obsessed and stalked you… You're not the only one who called me psycho because I really am… There's this five men that I nearly killed because they betrayed me. I almost lose my sister and that's the start why I

She will forever be Team Margot, but at least, she wouldn’t hate me too much. Argh! What if Beatrice was a total bitch? What if no matter what I say or do to bond with her, nothing would change because she had already written me off? What if she was one of those monster sisters I read about, who have narcissistic personality disorders? These people lie. They lie to make themselves look good and make others look the opposite. They lie to destroy years, even decades of friendships. They are expert manipulators. They often appear friendly, overly helpful, sympathetic, and charming. They do anything to get others to like them, so people accept them into a group—even at the expense of their famil

“You might be worse than your crazy brother if you don’t get why I’m not content to change your sheets and make you breakfast while I wait for you to sell me at some godforsaken auction.” His eyes narrow at me, and he takes a menacing step forward. Of course, my courage only goes so far, so I skitter backward toward the door. If I made a run for it, he’d probably chase me down to assert his dominance again. I’ve seen it a hundred times before. Men who need to be in charge of every tiny thing, and when the barest hint of control slips, it’s as if the entire world has crumbled around them. My sister called those kinds of men narcissists. And I don’t doubt for a minute that Nicolo fits that bil

She's been determined to drop ten pounds to get her on again, off again boyfriend James to come back. No matter how much I tell her the guy is toxic, she just won't listen to me. I'm a thousand percent certain - and it pains me to say that, because I'm actually good at math - he's a narcissist, but she doesn't want to hear that, and she reminds me that I'm not a therapist every time I say something negative about him.

I redirect my gaze to him and reply, "He's not my weakness. And no, I can't deal with the idea of him getting hurt. He's my friend, and I care about his safety. A psychopathic, selfish, self-centered narcissist like you wouldn't understand what it feels like to care about someone since you obviously only care about yourself." He smiles at the derogatory names I just called him, not a hint of anger in his eyes over the insults. With him, I'm not even sure he'd register those words as insults. He's crazy enough to take them as compliments. Carl nods with a smug smirk. "You're right, I do care about myself more than anything in this world. I'm selfish and self-centered because I'm my number one

“See? Thαt wαs cαsuαl. Nothing else.” “Yeαh right‚” I teαsed. “Cαsuαl glαnces don’t come with blushing‚ Sαshα. Αdmit it.” “I’ll αdmit he’s the kind of guy every girl should αvoid‚” she shot bαck quickly‚ stomping hαrder on the plαtform. “He’s α nαrcissist‚ α cαsαnovα‚ α totαl commitment-phobe. He probαbly keeps α notebook of women’s nαmes αnd their fαvorite colors just to use them.”

He makes his way towards me and I grip my jeans in anticipation, dreading what his next action could be. He stands in front of me, and I anxiously raise my eyes to meet his cold ones. "Tsk tsk tsk...It's really sad to know that he succeeded in tricking you. Like he always does with others." He says trying to mock being apologetic. "I thought you were smart, Nicole. But I guess you are trying to be incognizant of his games." He shakes his head in disappointment. "Can't you understand that's how he is? He is a gangster, Nicole. His entire life has been built on it. He is trained to play, deceive and kill people. He doesn't care about you or your feelings. He is a player, Nicole. He knows how t