Deserve Novels & Stories

"This is just.. a man who likes me. Who is going to be there on a Wednesday for no reason." I hear it out loud and it sounds absurd. "I know how ridiculous that sounds," I say. "I survived being collateral. I survived a mirrored room and a leather chair. And the thing that frightens me is bread and coffee and somebody being reliably kind to me for the next forty years." Dr. Vivian is quiet for a moment. Then she says: "Can I offer you a distinction?" "Please." "What you have described is not doubt about deserving." She leans forward slightly. "Doubt about deserving looks backward. It says: I have done things, or things have been done to me, and therefore I have not earned this. It's an argum

I was born with almost no sense that I deserved anything. The day I was born, I didn't think I deserved to actually be born in the delivery room, so I held onto my mother's umbilical cord for three days. It wasn't until she slipped away to the bathroom that I finally let go in relief, and dropped straight into the toilet. When I got kidnapped, I didn't think I deserved a seat in the trafficker's six-seat van. So, I wrapped myself around his leg and refused to get in. Then a sanitation worker rolled by pushing a garbage cart, and my eyes lit right up. I jumped on without a second thought. Af

"Complicated people, who did a bad thing at a bad moment. People who did not deserve you, Wren, even though they might have wanted to. There's a difference." "What's the difference." "Deserving someone means you've earned the right to have them in your life, through how you treat them, through choices you make." I brushed a strand of pale hair back from her forehead, my heart aching with love and old, unresolved grief in equal measure. "They made choices that meant they lost that right, at least for now. That doesn't mean you're not loved. It just means the people who should have loved you properly failed to earn the chance."

“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?”

Andrei looked up from his laptop and raised his brow at us a scowl on his handsome face. "May I help you?" He snapped his eyes trained on Linda with fury. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I snapped, and Linda grabbed my hand. "Sam, let's just leave." She whispered. "No." I yank my hand crossing my arms staring down at Andrei. "You had no right to humiliate Linda like that. She worked hard to get where she is, and she doesn't need a jackass to be crude to her, she doesn't deserve this. She's been through a lot, and you have no right to make her upset." I ranted. The office is quiet and my voice echoed around his office.

He told me with pure disgust. How can he talk like this in front of other men..?? Why I don't notice his disgust on me before ?? Why I became such a fool?? Why I believed him?? Why I allowed him to touch me even I only got pure pain in return ??..I felt like I was standing naked in front of them..Today I understood one thing very clearly..I don't deserve to be loved.. I turned and start to walk out of his cabin without saying anything..I heard his voice before leaving his office..

“Good. I want to ruin you, so no man can ever have you.” I don't know how to feel about that. “That makes you sound like an asshole. And I'll kill you before you try to crush me.” I say this, but I find myself nuzzling into the comfort of his arms. Seconds pass by, and I shut my eyes. Slowly drifting into the land of dreams, Sin's voice brings me back. “I deserve that.” I frown at his tattooed chest. “What?” “I deserve to be killed.” I look up at him, my hair scattered on the bed. “Don't say that, no one deserves to die. No matter what.”

She deserves punishment for this as well. " I am so in love with you that I am scared. Vasquez! Do I deserve someone kind and generous person like you? You deserve all the love of the world. You are perfect, you are great, you are handsome. Someone like me, do I really deserve someone like your love? I don't deserve your love. I don't think that." she sniffles again, her chest getting pressured by her inner scream. She wants to cry out loud.