Who Deserves Your Love Novels & Stories

"I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared." "Okay?" "He was sick and needed money for a kidney transplant. Because of how much I loved him, I emptied my account just so I could gather up the money needed for the transplant. I took a loan from my boss to complete the money, only for me to discover that he wasn't sick and he needed the money to cater for his wife and son he hid in another state." "My God, how did you get to know?" "All thanks to Mr. Ethan, he said he knew that Vincent didn't love me but was only using me to get money."

"What do you mean?" "Nothing. It was just that I don't think you deserve this. You couldn't get over your previous relationship, which made you afraid to return to your country to continue your career. However, someone else is already in a new relationship. Speaking of which, Ms. Clarke, you and Mr. Anderson made such a loving couple. But now…" Xavier faked a sympathizing tone and sighed. "Mr. Anderson's new lover can't compare to you, not even a little bit."

- announced one of the bandits. "Take whatever you want, but please don't kill us," said Leandro, getting up from the couch in despair. "You can take whatever you want. "We don't want objects, we want money ... WHERE IS THE MONEY? " - shouted one of them "I have no money here, only in the bank" - I shuddered, swallowing dryly "I DON'T WANT TO DIE" Now it was Leandro's new girlfriend who screamed, her eyes wide with despair. I saw Leandro grab his girlfriend by the arm and run upstairs, returning seconds later without her and with his wallet in hand

Yet, in his embrace, she discovered a vulnerability she had never known before, a tenderness that was both exhilarating and heartwarming. Their love was a powerful force, not one of overwhelming passion or explosive romance, but a quiet, profound connection that had weathered storms and triumphed over insurmountable odds. It was a testament to their shared experiences, the crucible of battle, the unwavering loyalty they had shown each other. It was a love that had grown stronger with each passing challenge, each victory won, each moment shared.

If he wants to ask someone to talk to him, he has to go through the Vice President sitting here first. Tran Nhat stood next to him and was a little thoughtful after listening. Looking at the picture of this girl, does it look like she was the one who collided with the Vice President in front of that company? Asking her about the perfume earlier, but now He's saying this in front of the people of the Human Resources department. After all, what does the Vice President want? But Tran Nhat did not want to bother too much about this issue. Just do a good job as your assistant. However, the first time the Vice President noticed a girl like that, it was really rare, is it possible to be in love?

"If you want it, you can have it right now!" He crawled forward, trying to hug my legs, but I coldly stepped away. "I want you to disappear from my life." I pried his fingers from my arm, one by one. "Bruno, your love is a debt I can't afford. And I don't want it anymore."

“When I see you, all I think about is how you deserve more than a contract. You deserve to be loved, cherished—everything that Damon said you weren’t. You deserve someone who sees you for who you really are.” Tears pricked the corners of my eyes as I looked up at him, searching for the truth in his words. Did he really see me? Did he truly want me? “You don’t know what you’re saying. I…” I trailed off, knowing all too well how society had conditioned me to believe I was unworthy of genuine love.

Elijah stared at me for a long moment. "Love isn't something you earn with good behavior," he said. "It's not a reward system. You don't get it because you performed well enough or healed fast enough or became powerful enough." He held my gaze. "They love you because you're you. The stubborn, funny, terrifying, occasionally catastrophic you." A pause. "That's not conditional on you deserving it. It just is."

He said. “OMG, Chris is here!!!” Maria said while jumping up and down. Valeriana laughed, “Do you like him that much?” She asked. “More than my life! He’s the love of my life!!!” Maria said while touching the left side of her chest. Valeriana giggled. Valeriana

"You... you're doing this because of my scar?" I raised a hand to my face, but my fingers met only the chill of my mask. He didn't even bother to deny it. He just nodded, his eyes sliding over my face with open disgust. "Do you think I'd parade a damaged mate in front of my pack? I need a perfect Alpha's mate—someone who commands respect. Not a... broken thing." My throat tightened until it hurt, as if filled with salt. I fought to keep my voice steady. "What about your promises? You said you'd protect me forever, you said—"