Deserve Unscramble Novels & Stories

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. After that, the trafficker sold me eight separate times. Every single time, I handed the money ri

he said in a low voice but with emphasis on his words. "What are you saying, you don't have to explain anything to me. Who am I to demand an explanation about that to you? I'm just the one you accidentally got pregnant with. But come on, you jerk! Why did you promise me to take all the responsibility to my baby, to us, and you even said that you will marry me. If you are already getting married, that someone is already there destined for you. I told you already from the very beginning that it's just okay with me if you don't hold accountable for it. Anyway, what's new? I also didn't have a father or get to know him at all because he didn't take responsibility for my mother and me. So, why do

Everyone chuckled. —— One month later, the last Sunday of November; and the last Sunday of the four-week bar examination. It is the most awaited day of the four Sundays. It is called “Salubong” — flowers, banners, confetti, and fiesta-like music complete the event. It is to celebrate the hard work of the bar examinees.

We ended up on the couch again, side by side, sharing the throw blanket, my head found his shoulder, his arm curled around me. For a minute it felt… peaceful. Almost normal. Then he spoke, voice quiet. “You know Christmas is supposed to be about miracles, right?” I tilted my head to look at him. “Sure.” His eyes were strange suddenly too bright, too deep. “What if I told you I’m not exactly… what you think I am?” I frowned. “What do you mean?” Before he could answer, three hard knocks rang through the door. My pulse jumped, Alex went still beside me.

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.

Both of them panicked. “Shit, sir! It won’t stop! It won’t disengage!” “Damn it!” I just sat there. Motionless. Empty. Nothing around me mattered anymore. This was it. My end. Why did I even fight? Maybe… this was the price for my sins. Maybe this was the consequence of my forbidden love for Nick. I loved him, yes… but it was wrong. And now… fate was collecting its debt. “I deserve this.” “Lord… I’m ready.”

“I do, of course, but you mouthed off a lot of things that got me interested in you. How’s your boyfriend, by the way?” “He’s fine, not that that’s any of your business. Anyway, how on earth do you know about my boyfriend?” “You might want to be nice to me, you know. So, did you get lucky yet? Is there any bun in the oven? Did I do good?” “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” Tracy snapped, but the blush on her cheeks gave her away, and a knowing look entered Josh’s eyes. “Look, whatever the hell you do or do not do is really none of my business. We’re practically strangers, after all. However, I think that as instrumental as I’ve been to your plans, I do deserve some compensati

I want to explain. “I felt unworthy so much that I had no faith in myself and I pushed my mate away. I thought I would be a disappointment. Spencer figured out that I was destined to be an Alpha and she told me she believed in me. She also told me I would have to be deserving of my mate. I stayed up for hours thinking how can I be deserving of someone when I couldn’t find worth in myself. However Spencer saying she believed in me sparked hope.

“Not with me. I don’t… I don’t deserve that.” “Don’t be ridiculous.” I leaned forward, elbows on the table, because distance felt mean and because there was nowhere else to put the heat inside me. “You deserve to be wanted. Maybe not by me, or maybe by me, but deserving isn’t earned by purity. It’s earned by being someone who wakes up and keeps trying.” She laughed again, short and disbelieving. “Are you quoting a self-help book now?”

Seeing me not pulling my hand back, he said "I understand. I am neither your close friend nor any relative to whom you can speak your mind. But we know each other, don't we? I am alpha, so I can help you in any other way. Just tell me the description of that criminal, and I will see the rest. "