Triangulation Narcissist Novels & Stories

I just couldn’t deal with her drama right now when I could barely deal with my own. Scrolling down, I came across Tristan’s name. “So do you miss me yet?” His message read. Was he serious? Instead of him being direct and saying he missed me, he had flipped it. Such a narcissist and full of himself. Obviously he didn’t take me seriously at all. My eyes rolled. I did miss him and he knew it. That’s the problem. Why exactly did I miss him? What was I holding onto? If he really wanted me it would have happened.

Natalie exhaled slowly, like she’d just been handed a missing puzzle piece. “Good,” she said. I turned to her, startled. “Good?” “Not morally,” she clarified. “Legally.” My heart dropped. “If that’s true,” she continued calmly, “and if we can prove it—timelines, communication, financial support—then Tom’s narrative takes a hit. Stability. Credibility. Judgment.” I swallowed. “I don’t have proof.” “Yet,” she said. “But we don’t need a confession. We need something concrete. Something verifiable.”

He hates and gets all FAST AND FURIOUS when Zara hurts him unintentionally but doesn't feel shit when he hurts Zara intentionally. The tray is a controlling narcissistic asshole in the body of a handsome built man. Fuck! Maybe if he didn't look the way he looked Zara couldn't hold on to him that tight. Or maybe... Just maybe if she looked past his good looks and built body and instead opened her eyes to his ugly personality, she would leave him. But I know Zara. And I know she ain't leaving him any time soon. If she's ever leaving. I drove myself home and I'm finally here after fifteen minutes of driving.

“Look, I don't know who you are, or what you need me for, but I can assure you that I'm the last person you need to join in on your plans—whatever they entail. The triplets have a mind of their own, and they're unpredictable.” “But I thought you wanted you to be the sole Luna of the pack? To have power unimaginable that would allow you to avenge the wrongs meted out to your people?” “I know that you're not trying to help me out. You have your own hidden agenda.” “An agenda that will favor you.” “It won't.”

“Please, Ayann, forgive me, I reject my mate for you because I love you. You're mine, and the intimate moments between me and Emilio were driven by the mate bond. I don't love him. It's pure sexual, nothing less. Please believe Ayann. Don't leave me. You know how much I love you “ she cried hysterically. “ Charlotte, you're sick, you need therapy , you have a narcissistic personality disorder, you're a self-centred person who has an unreasonably high sense of his own importance, you need and seek too much attention, you want all people to focus on you , want people to only admire you, you don't care about the feelings of others, you take advantage of others, you don't care about the conseque

"If I wanted time alone with my sweetheart, and I knew the law was after me, where would I go?" "What is that? Some kind of profiler trick?" "It's easy to get into some of their heads, but Daniel is more complex. Usually we're dealing with a sociopath, mum issues, a sadist, someone who has a single driving trait. Daniel...he's a mix. He's a narcissist, yet he hasn't made contact with us. It's like he doesn't even care about us, so who is it he wants to pay attention to him?" "Bliss said he talked a lot about his subjects."

So hearing him talk so low about a woman like Scarlet shouldn't be a revelation to me like it feels now. Shaking my head, I pull my gaze back and instead focused on where we were going. "I get it." You like staking your claim on others, but hate it when others try to do the same to you. Talk about narcissists. When he makes a sharp turn to the right, it felt like he was going to toss me to the ground, making me clench his shoulders tightly, praying he wouldn't send me off flying across the hall. My body is still healing, and I don't appreciate receiving another painful broken bone.

I wanted to posture up, but in the back of my mind, I had a fear if he too began to move, that could mean some trouble. ''Um, then that makes all girls the same and they all deserve a punishment, no?'' He had a smile on his face, seemed like he had forgotten about his cheating girlfriend. I don’t know if to feel bad for him or be angry at him, he was just such a narcissist. ''Why are you after me? You have three girls ready to transfer their germs in you but no! You have to bother me.'' I irritatingly expressed it all together. It was an honest complaint, I mean was I a freaking magnet that attracts all the troubles in the world?

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.

she said with a cocky grin but his grin overpowered hers because she just knew he was about to say something infuriating. "If you ruined this today.. you knew you were completely doomed. Not just you, your company and your friend. And you would've been the reason. How fun would that have been, that thought made me wish that you actually did fuck up, so I could make you watch your world fall apart," Travis said with his sadistic face put on. It made her whole body crawl with the way he looked at her that she couldn't help look away. She kinda liked it, that look on his face, of rivalry and narcissism. She always used to hate that look on someone's face.