All That You Deserve Novels & Stories

"Take the tickets please. When I told you that you deserve nice things I meant that. You are the furthest thing from a bad person." ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺

“You deserve someone better. And I don’t deserve you at all.” My heart clenches for him, breaking at the knowledge that he doesn’t understand, that he doesn’t know he is worthy, worthy of love, of happiness. And in truth, it isn’t about what either of us deserves. It is about the truth, that I will love him, unconditionally, regardless of what either of us thinks we are deserving of.

He had been silent for so long I feared all that was left was a physical outcome. Bryon laughed. Apparently, the jabs had little to no effect on him. "Deserve? What did you do to deserve our father's acceptance over me, I wonder. What did you do to have yourself presented as CEO over the only person that actually gave a shit about the same company you had fucking abandoned? You want to talk about getting What you deserve?" He gestured at the guests that had shushed and seemed to only hold interest in the drama. "This is it." "You deserve to have all that is in your possession stripped. You deserve to have all your flaws laid out for the world to see. You fucking deserve to have the title of

“What do you think you don’t deserve?” “S.H fashion. I don’t want it…I don’t deserve it.” She stared at me with pain-filled eyes. “I’m giving it to Natasha. She can have it.”

“Thank you for what?” “For staying,” he whispered. “For trusting me. For accepting all my flaws and imperfections. For not being tired of my attitude. For not giving up on me. I don’t know what I did right to deserve you. I’m a sinner. I don’t deserve you, but then He gave me you.”

"Tobias you met me yesterday. You can't know that's all true. I can't give you what you want. It's gonna be hard and I don't want this to hurt you. You're different and kind and beautiful and I don't deserve that." He placed both hands on my cheeks, his eyes spoke of concern, care, vulnerability, and feelings that were growing faster than either of us could comprehend but they also spoke of honesty. "I want this with you, even if you don't think you're worth it or deserve this, you do and I do too. You said it yourself that I deserve this chance, a real chance to show you what real happiness is." My hands held his as I leaned into his smooth skin "Tobias one day, there will be this amazing g

“Don’t you?” “Yeah…” “I’m really sorry that nothing has ever went the way you wanted them to. Really, I am. Because you are such a good person, and you deserve everything amazing in your life. I can’t match up, probably won’t ever be able to. But I just want you to know that you are a good person, and you deserve the world. You deserve love. Lots of it. Don’t ever forget that.” “Why do you sound like that?” “What do you mean?”

If he knew that the version of me he was so captivated by wasn’t real, how would he feel then? “Maybe it’s too soon, but… I want you. I want to love you, to have you, to call you mine, no matter how ridiculous that might sound right now. I want to worship you in every way I can and give you everything you deserve and more.” Yet I feel like I dont deserve to have you even looking in my direction... but at the same time, I want nothing more than to be selfish and say yes. What do I deserve? The answer came almost immediately: Not this. Not him. "But you deserve more... more than what I am," I say as I want to step back but he doesn't let me. "Christian, please let go of me..." I pleaded as he

“He deserves it!” I step closer, placing a hand gently on his chest, feeling the heat of his body even through the rain. “I know. I know what he deserves. But right now… you deserve something more. You deserve to live. You deserve to face him another day, stronger, without losing yourself in the process.”

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.