Triangulation Narcissist Novels & Stories

My parents were a part of a Triad that were the only ones that had a single Triad baby that lived. I have two sisters, Emerald age seventeen and Nephrite age sixteen, and one brother, Zircon age twelve. I was the only true Triad child of all three of our parents. “Sapphire. We are not trying to make you do something that you don’t want to do, but if you want to find your mate this is something you will have to do. The High Priestess and Dravo Darkfang will be going with you and Maxia Voltage and a few knights. We do hope that you will go with them and find where you are needed and belong,” Alpha Logan said as Luna Morgan came up to me and embraced me softly.

He could still picture her face from earlier, the way she had looked surprised and grateful when he had brought her those shoes, the way she had smiled at him with such genuine warmth. She was different from anyone else in his life. When he was with her, he could almost pretend to be the person she thought he was, just a caring friend who looked out for her. But he knew it was more than that. He wanted her in a way that went beyond friendship, beyond simple attraction. He wanted to possess her, to be the only person who mattered in her world. But the only problem was the triplet. As if summoned by his thoughts, Zach spotted Irish and Zayn deep in conversation across the street.

Sat down. "Dr. Grayson, what is your profession?" "I'm a forensic psychologist. I specialize in personality disorders and criminal psychology." "Have you evaluated Flynn Lancaster?" "Yes. I conducted a comprehensive evaluation over six sessions. Approximately twelve hours of assessment." "What did you find?" "Mr. Lancaster suffers from severe narcissistic personality disorder. Antisocial traits. Attachment issues stemming from childhood trauma. His capacity for empathy is significantly impaired." "In your professional opinion, can he distinguish right from wrong?" "Yes. But his compulsion to manipulate and control is pathological. It's a mental illness, not a choice."

"You're insane! How long did it take you to plan that shit you just did? Or was this part of your plan all along? Was I just your next conquest?" "Jesus Christ! You're a flat out narcissist, you know that?" I was shocked the adjective even left his mouth. "How?" I drawled out, offended at his claim. He scoffed, walking closer towards me and stepping over the glass and flowers that separated us. "You leak my journal that I trusted you with—the journal that I poured my heart out into, and still you manage to play the victim?" "I didn't leak the journal!" "Really?" his question was purely rhetorical. "You didn't?"

"Triangles kidnapped my brother when he was only five months old. He doesn't know any of us. He doesn't know about his family. He doesn't know how important he is. That day I was running behind him so that I could take him back where he truly belongs but he thought that I might be one of the triangles. He was terrified. I don't know what they have done to him but you....you not only belong to triangles but you also belong to 'them'. He said. Who is 'them'? Shoot! I assumed everything wrong. Now everything makes sense. I thought he was the one who tortured Justin like that but he was just trying to embrace his brother. Triangles. It means they did that all torture to Justin and Sebastian thin

"I'm not defending what he did. I'm trying to understand myself. Why part of me isn't angry. Why part of me is..." "Turned on?" "Yes." The word came out broken. Shameful. "He did this terrible thing. He manipulated me. He violated my trust in the most intimate way possible. And I'm still wet for him. I can't stop thinking about him. I tried to make myself come this morning and I couldn't—I literally cannot orgasm without his permission anymore. What does that say about me?" Natasha was quiet for a long moment. "It says you're human," she finally said. "Trauma and arousal can coexist. Violation and desire aren't mutually exclusive. Abusers often create dependency specifically because it confu

I could see her smug little smile, as if silently telling me I was doomed. Anger coiled tight in my chest; he's so unbelievable. First, he had shown me his greatest secret and asked me to keep it. Then he had slept with me and acted like I was his everything. Now he was touching another woman right in front of me. I should have known better. These triplets didn’t care about feelings—they only cared about pleasure. I stood still, watching him. His expression was like he was expecting a reaction from me, daring me to break the silence.

LUCIAN “Fucking bastard.” That was the seventh tabloid I was coming across in the span of ten minutes. Since the events at the summit, Tristan had gone straight to work at making sure all the blogs carried talk of what had happened. DarkMoon Alpha’s violent reaction stuns guest at Summit. Are Lucian’s abusive tendencies finally coming to light? What goes on in the mind of a narcissist?

He continued in an attempt to hurt me with his words. And God, have I been so stupid and naive for so long that I didn't see how much of a narcissist this man is? He no longer has control over me and he knows that he has no effect on me anymore so he's trying to hurt me by comparing me to Blair. "Love? Really? You are a narcissist, Mark. You love no one but yourself. You loved how you can control me. You loved how you can turn me into someone I'm not, but when you can no longer do it, you move to someone easier. I know your game now. It took me a long time but I can see you now."

Along the way, I discovered their fascination with me, and since I've decided to use it to my advantage, I have to continue. Putting on a brave face, I whispered to myself, "Remember, Nathalia, this is for revenge. I won't let them take anything else from me." I met each of them separately, making sure they never crossed paths. It was a dangerous game, but I had to play it with precision. I kept my true feelings hidden, fearing that any hint of emotion would give away my true intentions. One evening, I found myself sitting across from Damien, the eldest triplet. He was the most unpredictable of the three, and I needed to stay one step ahead. Who knows if they have all met and are also playin