Rachel’s polished life is a lie. With her husband gone and her son away, her days are a silent void. Seeking a thrill, she orders sexy lingerie, but her life shatters when the delivery man arrives. His brazen stare ignites a secret affair. Now, her husband’s discovery of the truth will turn her world upside down.
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On a fractured Mars, the line between human and creation has vanished. Anna and Sara—bound by living metal—fight to uncover their purpose, while Nakita hunts them with obsession born of loss and power. Metallic Souls is a dark sci-fi saga of identity, survival, and the struggle to reclaim what it means to be human.
It might surprise you to learn that narcissists come in more flavors than a box of jelly beans (it certainly did me), and none of them are sweet. These people survive on a whole spectrum of “me, me, me,” and whether they’re loud and proud or lowkey and shady, one thing’s for sure: empathy has left the building.
Let’s begin with the overt narcissist. You know this one. They walk in like they own the place, turn every conversation into a TED Talk about themselves, and if they haven’t name-dropped three CEOs and a yacht by lunch, are they even breathing?
Now slide on down the spectrum to the covert narcissist. These guys and gals are slick. They play the humble card like it’s their job, but behind that soft-spoken “Oh, I’m just trying my best” nonsense is a full-blown manipulator.
Both types are playing the same twisted game, but with different playbooks. Overt narcissists are straight-up bullies. They gaslight, criticize, and steamroll you like a bad date with a bulldozer. They’ll say stuff like, “That’s not what happened—you’re just dramatic.” Meanwhile, covert narcissists act like they’re the ones being bullied: “I’m doing my best, but nothing’s ever good enough for you…” Cue the sad violins. You better believe manipulation is their love language.
Mid-life crises are hard, whether a drug lord who has lost his mojo, an English Lit professor with a Walter Mitty complex, or a grizzled DEA agent one case away from being officially washed up. The path forward for this trio arrives in the unlikely form of a poetry conference hosted by the drug lord’s son who reluctantly uses his beloved world of literature to try and save his father and the family’s narcotics empire. This is a story that with humor and compassion celebrates those willing to stumble their way to a rejuvenated understanding of relationships and what really matters.