Not Yours To Give Novels & Stories

He needed the part that belonged to him, not the architecture of other people’s plans. “There are people who want something from you,” I said. “Something that has to do with what you can do. With the power that comes out when you’re scared or when it surprises you. They think if they get it, it will help them. That doesn’t mean you have to give it to them. Not ever. Not because someone is loud. Not because someone says they need it. Not because someone pretends they have a right to it.” Marc’s hands stayed still.

“But if you’re bold enough to walk into my home and make demands, you should understand one thing. “Some things are not yours just because you decide you want them.”

"What is owed to you?" "Nothing." He heard it the wrong way first, and then properly. "If I give you anything," I said, "forgiveness, or anger, or a kind word in a small room, you will build a life on it. You have always built on what other people handed you. So I am giving you nothing, and you will have to find out what you want with nothing underneath it." I stood. "It will be the first thing in your life that nobody decided for you. I mean that kindly. I have had to do it twice."

“But not your heart?” “No.” His brow furrowed. “I’ve never been in love. To tell you the truth, I don’t think I’m capable of it. Which is a reflection on me and has nothing to do with you. But you can have the rest of me. My body, my money, my power. Anything I have to give, it’s yours.”

"Can you give it back?" Amy touched the clasp slowly, and for one second, I thought she was actually going to take it off. Then she looked up at Noah with those wet brown eyes and said, "Maybe we should give it back to her. I don't want to cause trouble between you two. She's still carrying your heir. I'm not worth this, Noah. Really." I watched Noah's face as he looked at her and I already knew what was coming before he opened his mouth. "No." His voice was firm, final, like he was closing a deal. "Once a gift is given, it belongs to the person who received it. Don't talk like that. You deserve everything."

the giver that's what I am I give and give yet receive nothing whether it's giving my body to my mother giving my heart to my partner giving my mind to my job i give until there is nothing left of me i am left with nothing and those I had given to see the flaws of my gifts see them as thrift instead of gold is who I am cheap to you? i am leslie king! but what weight does that name carry besides the weight of my body my mother said I had too much of

“Promise me you’ll give them away to people who deserve it, don’t just throw them away.” She knows it is bad to regift a gift but she doesn’t have any other choice. Nia opens her mouth and closes it, Kiara sees that she is hesitant. “If you won’t give them away, then keep them here.” “He won’t like that.” Nia says with a worried look on her face. “He won’t know, this castle is so big that I can barely keep track of all the rooms, I’m sure he can’t too. Unless you mean to tell me, he goes into every room every day?”

Especially when he wasn't the one that gave it to me. "You know I have the right to know about your where about , I'm your finance and lover for goodness sake. You didn't carry your phone with you and i got scared. "I almost felt bad for making him worry all for nothing then I remembered,I had no heart to feel any emotions and laughed inwardly.

Michelle Raynor always made it clear to her daughter that she'd probably never get married or give her grandchildren. "HELLO! earth to Audrey are you even listening to me!" Audrey jumped and almost dropped the glass of juice from hand as she snapped out of thought. "Please just this once I will never ask you again! I swear! You know I wouldn't ask you if I had anyone else to do it. Just please!" "Oh quit getting all pouty on me Cass!" She took a sip from her glass then walked over to the kitchen island and sat on the bar stool across from her friend.

I blurted out, It was the first thing I could think of. “A gift?.” She questioned with surprise. “Yea.” I muttered, thank my stars I didn’t stutter. “I was meant to give her yesterday but I went to bed early. Now I don’t know, I think you should help me give it to her, I don’t really think she would accept it from me.” I muttered, trying to sound as pitiful as ever. “Martina, you should give it to her yourself. It won’t be easy for Aria to trust or even forgive you but you can’t give up if you really mean it.” She advised with a small smile on her face.