The Narcist Novels & Stories

Nancy smiled and looked at him from the corner of her eye. Alex reached out and hugged her. "Even if I have a mental illness, I am not afraid. You will not run away from me like Shuxuan did." Nancy pursed her lips and smiled, "That is not necessarily true. What if I really run away one day?" "No, you are unwilling to let me lose control." "Narcissist." "No need to be narcissistic. With you here, I'm still confident in this." Nancy suddenly stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. "Indeed, you do not need to be Narcissist because you have already eaten me to death and I am still willing."

Marcus rumbled. My heart skipped. But I held on. I watched the don. “My guys caught up with him at the airport. He gave me a few minutes over the phone,” he said slowly. “Ralis is a predator, Jay. A manipulative narcissist. You’ve long heard about fighting monsters, right? It’s not a children’s story to get them to behave; it’s an age-old truth, like the fact of where the sun rises and where it sets.” His chest pushed out as he caught his breath. His hand was back to being a fist.

He was seen at events to tease his ex-wife by using every whore available. I understood it in Patrick Jones; he never had a degree of decency in his life. He was a narcissistic man, with the superior complex of his and too good to mix with the rest. Patrick was the type who told himself that he deserved everything and that there wasn't a single thing in the world that he couldn't have. The fact that he arrived taken from a woman younger than his own daughter to an event was the way in which he shouted to the planet that he didn't give a shit about the opinion of others, because he didn't need anyone to get what he wanted. that he wanted.

“Did I shock you?” “I…no…I…” “I couldn't make a lady wait and decided to come in early. You are impressed, right? Well, that is how perfect I am. Besides my looks and wealth, I hate to admit it, but I could be humble like this too.” He wasn't just a sociopath but a narcissist. What on earth have I gotten myself into? “Yes…” I managed to answer. “Let's go grab some lunch. I'm quite hungry.” He opened his arms and nodded me on and I linked in my trembling one.

Ye by his name. "So what? Nathaniel's nowhere to be found, so all I have to do is to stay by your mother's side every day. I'm sure that she would eventually fall in love with me if I'm there for her during her darkest times. Plus, why would she not fall in love with me? I'm handsome as hell." At that, Zion almost threw up. He had met several narcissistic people in his life, but none as narcissistic as Walter. Zion shook his head before saying, "It's fine if you don't want to go. But don't blame me if anything goes wrong with your arm."

"Darling, look at the new bag I got! I've been waiting so long to get it!" Myra beamed with excitement as she showed off her new purchase. Excessive wealth had a way of feeding a person's most primal desires. In Myra's case, it led straight to corruption. Over the years, I seldom gave in to indulgence. Only when it was absolutely necessary to keep up appearances did I grit my teeth and use Blake's card. He never understood. To him, it seemed like I was pretending—because in his eyes, someone surrounded by that much wealth had no reason to hold back.

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

I enjoyed the silence of the place where I stayed for a while. Yes, I’m here in Palawan. I rented a small apartment. First, I wanted to be alone, away from civilization. A lot has happened in my life, especially the emotional damage my husband brought to me. I did everything to forget all the pain he caused me. Since I haven’t seen any work online yet, I scrolled through Tiktok and I didn’t expect someone to come across my for you page. She talked about a disease that is difficult to treat, which is what they call Narcissistic Personality Disorder or NPD. I was suddenly curious, so I watched all her videos. I suddenly became aware of everything. I did not think that all the behavior of a nar

I'm so used to people being mean when I do something by mistake that when Benny rushed to make the man feel better, my heart melted at his sweetness. Of course the jackass had to throw it back at Benny. I still can't believe the balls the guy had to call Benny names. I was certain the guy was done for, but Benny is a good man and tried to calm everything down. Then the guy had his eyes on me and it goes to show that it didn't matter how big or small, a narcissist will go for anyone. He saw Benny's kindness as a weakness.

“If he wanted control, if he wanted to own her, he could’ve found a way to end it while she was still unconscious in the hospital.” Echo shakes his head. “You know what narcissists crave more than anything? Attention. Pity. The power of playing the victim. Greg saw Sam as a man who lost the love of his life. The poor guy whose partner didn’t even remember him. Sam fed off that. Every doctor, every nurse, every visitor, they all thought he was some kind of hero. That gave him everything he needed.” And he’s right. Sam didn’t need to finish the job. He already had the sympathy, the praise. He got to rewrite their history while she couldn’t remember a damn thing.