The Narcist Novels & Stories

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

I didn’t comment on it and picked it up before going back to the bathroom. “Now you look more like a girl,” he said, nodding to himself when he saw me as if he took pride in the dress that he chose. Now I can see that he isn’t just controlling and ruthless. He’s also a narcissist. Someone who believes everything he does is right. “Dry your hair and wear those shoes,” he pointed to the box in the vanity table with a jerk of his head. “And don’t forget to wear the ring.” Before I could ask what ring he was talking about because he never gave me one, he went to the door and went out.

“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.”

“Good. That’s probably for the best.” Ruth exhaled slowly, shifting on the couch. “I feel like such an idiot,” she murmured. “I walked into that prison and let him talk to me like he hadn’t caused all of this—like he wasn’t the one who tore everything apart.” Her laugh was bitter. “And the worst part? I think he actually believes his own lies.” “He does,” Christian said matter-of-factly. “Narcissists like him always do. They twist the truth until they’re the heroes in their own tragedies.”

" 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?"

Rita had thought then that she was living the life until Jean's bad habits started showcasing themselves, that was when she knew that behind the mask, people could really be something you never would guess. Jean was possessive, extremely so, possessiveness was a charming trait but his was threatening, he was prideful, so prideful that he had fun manipulating her into his ‘games’ just to trample on her even though he claimed to love her, he had a misjudged sense of right and wrong which showed just how messed up his mind was. In short, Jean was a narcissist with sociopathic tendencies. Even when he cheated on her, he was so sure that she would forgive his ‘drunken’ mistake but really, she was

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…”

He knows the met is already with Nathan, yet he asked me to keep up the pretense and keep playing along with Nathan. I did as I was told and I pretended to be on Nathan's side. I even thanked him for releasing Claire and not hurting my mom. Cindy glared at me when I spoke to her man, but I ignored her because she had no idea what she had gotten herself into. She has no idea that she is dating a narcissist, a fucking predator. “You can’t take your eyes off him, can you?” Gramps asked me, startling me from my thoughts. “Opa…

He started teasingly but seeing that Sophia was in no mood for play he continued seriously. “I am NewYork most Successful billionaire. I have much power than ministers themselves in the country. I am every women wild fantasy married or unmarried—.” “Stop praising yourself and tell me what you do , like , dislikes, hobby and details about profession. I didn’t asked you about your illicit affairs!” Sophia said annoyed and Nathan pursed his lips together seeing how possessive she was for him and how jealous she act. “I like Italian food and also horse riding. I hate cheater and liar and well you should know this thing about your husband especially. I am NewYork most feared mafia leader. I own t

I’d let her carve her slice of flesh, but only after I’d gotten the answers I needed. “Nic’s alias. Tell me what it is.” I snarled, fighting my wolf’s menacing howl—fighting his call for blood. “He could be anybody.” He laughed, a sound full of agony and sick humor. “He could be one of your professors, one of the men that come into the bar, the clerk at the coffee shop you and your little friend enjoy so much. He could’ve been at that diner you and your football player went to. He could even work at the hospital where you spend your afternoons working for Sylvia Armani. He could be anyone, anywhere. One thing I’ll tell you is that he is always watching. He’s got his sights set on you, and he