All That You Deserve Novels & Stories

The joint forces of the crowd’s wild response and the loudness of the music almost made my ears explode, but the hotness of this specific performer eased it somehow. 'Cause girl you're perfect (girl you're perfect) You're always worth it (you're always worth it) And you deserve it (and you deserve it) The way you work it (the way you work it) 'Cause girl you earned it (girl you earned it, yeah) Girl you earned it (you earned it, yeah)

I am nothing more than a coward and I deserve everything I get. I deserve the hate Blake holds for me right now. I deserve the nightmares and the loneliness which consume me at night. I deserve the lack of trust which everyone seems to have in me. Hell I deserve to be dead given all the things I have done and the pain which I had caused - I would happily take death right now over everything which has happened because of my own naïve foolishness.

“You don’t have to ask. I’m here because I want to be. You’re not facing any of this alone.” He nodded, a slight smile breaking through as he tightened his arms around me, pulling me closer. “What did I do to deserve you?” “Probably a lot of things,” I teased, pressing a soft kiss to his chest. “But let’s start with how we’re going to tackle everything. One piece at a time.”

Only coming out upon seeing you, the person I used to be, the odd ball out. I guess I'mjust trying to say every decision has an explanation, so I felt you deserved to know mine. Not because, I'm trying to justify what I did, never that, whatI did was wrong. I deserve everything negative I get my way, I deserve it all. I deserve to have an aching weighing feeling on my heart because, of the guilt. I deserve to have my parents hate me for what I did.

They showed their sincerity by coming to him and offer their help and yet he could not trust them. "Am I hearing you correctly? King Ricardo, we actually came here and offer our help without any selfish motives and he couldn't trust us?" Vale said in a very quiet voice. King Ricardo's gaze turned to Vale, his eyes flashing angrily. "You know damned well this has nothing to do with us. Every mate is overly protective about their second half. You will understand that when you find your mate.," he snapped. Comte Valerio looked at Gordon and said "You asked us for our help remember and we will helped you but you need to trust us completely."

"I deserved it, I was being mean...I should've known it hurt, I should've trusted you...I deserved it." "You don't deserve any of the bad things that have happened to you. Your heart is too pure for pain, angels were meant to be cherished, not tortured... You were made for heaven and yet I gave you hell, I'm sorry for that, for making you think you deserve to be treated like sh*t when you're the slightly bit wrong. You shouldn't have chosen me, I honestly thought you wouldn't, but the fact that you did means that you believe that I can change, that I can do better and for you, I will."

He took a deep breath before starting “ You deserve someone who loves you unconditionally jenny…like your father. You deserve a man who wouldn’t run away from you when things gets tough to face for both of you. That’s why i’m saying you deserve someone….better …better than him. Someone who, would look at you in the eyes and make you feel like you’re the most beautiful person in the world.You deserve to be pursued jenny. You deserve to be taken on real dates,jenny not a trial run dates. You deserve to be treated with respect and love. You deserve someone who is genuinely interested in seeing you happy, in making you happy, in keeping you happy. Someone who would always be there especially whe

She embraced me more tightly and shouted back, "I won't!" Why are you being that desperate for me, I am not worth your tears. Please stop. I don’t deserve you. My presence is your affliction. I am your unsavory redemption.

“Please… yes, I deserve—” “Wrong answer.” Fingers twisted my left nipple hard, eliciting a cry from me. “You don’t deserve anything. You obey. That’s the only reason I give you anything.” My head fell back as shame burned deeply in my gut. “Yes… yes, I’ll obey—” “Good girl.”

Instead of weapon. "You deserve to exist. You deserve happiness. You deserve—all of it. Not because you earned it. Not because you atoned enough. But because you are human. And humans deserve dignity. Deserve chance. Deserve—grace. Especially humans who are trying. Who are fighting to be better. Who are using their pain to help others." "But what if I am fooling myself? What if I am not actually good? What if I am just—performing goodness to feel better about being evil? What if everything I do is selfish? Self-serving? Designed to earn forgiveness instead of actually helping?"