The Narcist Novels & Stories

“I want peace. I want this to end clean. You release a carefully curated version of the ledger—one that highlights Harold Carter’s crimes but removes all current names. No mention of me. Or Zurich. Or any of my subsidiaries.” “And in return?” I asked. “You keep your company,” he said, shrugging. “You keep your reputations. You walk away with your hands clean.” I blinked. Then blinked again. Then burst out laughing. Not just a chuckle—a full, sharp, involuntary laugh that bounced off the marble walls and earned a frown from both of his bodyguards. Gabriel tilted his head. “I wasn’t aware anything I said was funny.” “See, that’s the thing about narcissists,” I said, still grinning. “You can sp

Damn, I didn't know that she's so damn possessive, and I find it cute. "Nathan Jones is a douchebag, Red. And do you know that he three-timed Ericka, Stacy, and Martha? I know it because the girls are sharing it with me. And clearly, he's hitting on you. Oh, does he know that you're a DJ or something?" She ranted and asked. I just nodded my head in response

"I’ve stayed here long enough. You have your own life, your own guests. I can't stay in your guest room forever, pretending I don't have a life of my own." "You know you aren't a burden. You could stay here for a year and I wouldn't care," Maya counters, her voice softening. "But I hate seeing you go back into that cage. He isn't going to change, El. Narcissists don't change, they just change their tactics when the old ones stop working. This 'romantic Marcus' is just a mask."

" What does this man think of himself? I gave him a dirty look hating his smiling face more than anything. "I know you won't listen to me but here's a piece of advice anyways. Please stop being narcissistic because I will never sleep with a demon. I was under the impression that you're just an egocentric man but didn't know you are a pervert as well." He immediately looked at me fiercely with an offended look. His expression changing faster than my thoughts. "Pervert? I'm a pervert?"

The only thing that I will learn is how nerdy he is! “Yes. We are here to review, it’s the reason why you are here at the very first place.” Now I regret going with him If I actually don’t need this, I wouldn’t have go with him. I still can’t believe I’m with a nerd right now. Why does nerd always have to be nerdy looking? Why can’t it be someone handsome and cool? Then they wouldn’t be nerd would they? “I know but---” “W-what?” “Magnus…”

Natalia wanted to scream, to make a scene, but it was as if her body had frozen in place. Meanwhile, Tiodor continued on his way. Anyone who knew him even slightly could sense the murderous aura surrounding him. Natalia eventually recovered, returned to her small cubicle, and packed all her things into a cardboard box. She didn’t want to be there anymore. Knowing Libia, the first thing she’d do after returning from her therapist would be to leave, to get as far away as possible. --- **Three days later**

My heart seethed with loathing for him, a deep-rooted detestation that consumed me. He was a master of deception, a pathological liar who reveled in his falsehoods. His narcissism knew no bounds; it was as if he lived in a grandiose world of his own making. Every word he uttered was laced with self-praise, every action he took was an opportunity to glorify himself. Yet, he was blind to the distinction between good and evil.

"But, I notice something.” “Something what?” Dianne worried again. “I'm always handsome in every photo posted." Nicolas grinned innocently. Diane rolled her eyes. Even though this man has amnesia, it turns out that his narcissism cannot be lost. Irritating. "Dianne, if I had a company that big, I should have a few close associates taking care of me, don't you think?" asked Nicolas using his logic. Diane nodded. "Yes, you have a close friend who is the deputy director."

She was teary-eyed and pathetic-looking. Nancy looked into the camera and said, “My ex-husband is a perverted maniac. He likes to chew on his socks, tie himself to a chair, and be abused. He’s a masochist, and the more masochistic he gets, the more excited he gets.” She held up images of Paul tied to a chair in a frog pose, and then she continued: “His private life is very messy. He has numerous mistresses, one of whom he allowed to abuse our son, as you saw in the previous video.”

“That is the closest you can get. The bitch is narcissistic. Never in his life dare him to injure himself.” This time, he groaned in agreement. “I’ve met him… twice. The bitch is a century old but as nasty as ever. That old geezer." If so, her assessment was accurate and real. Only people who had met him knew his attitude. He was narcissistic and a son of bitch. Giving zero fuck and loved to raise the stake if something fall in his favor. He was also an opportunist. The toenail that he forcefully swallowed was given because he was in a good mood. It was by chance.