Novel & Cerita You Are Worthy Book

They must prove that they are worthy of the power they seek, that they will use it not for personal gain, but for the greater good. I looked at Saea, my eyes a dark, turbulent sea of fear and confusion. "I don't know if I can do this," I admitted, my voice a low, rough whisper that was laced with a vulnerability that was both terrifying and profoundly, unshakably true. "I don't know if I'm worthy." She reached out, her hand a warm, comforting presence on my arm. "You are," she said, her voice a low, firm statement, a final, unbreakable decision. "You are worthy, Hypatos. You have always been worthy."

I saw her bit her lower lips. “Nothing.” Then she avoided my gaze. I became even more curious, but I don’t want to push her to tell it to me. I don’t want her to be uncomfortable with me. "You are worthy, Bree, with just yourself. Don't ever think that you need to do or achieved things just to be worthy because you are already worthy." I said seriously. I want to know who made Bree felt that way. That person was blind for not seeing how worthy Bree was.

"They had families who loved them! Children who needed them! What do I have? What's my life worth compared to Thomas's three kids or Jennifer's infant twins?" "Your life is worth everything to me. To your father. To your friends. To the thousands of wolves you've taught who are alive because of you." I pulled her into my arms despite her resistance. "Baby, you're measuring your worth against an impossible standard. No one's life is worth more or less than another's. They're all lives. All valuable. Including yours." "I can't believe that. I can't look at Thomas's children and believe my life matters as much as their father's."

"Oh you were always so naive and stupid Kaya. You believed the world around you was black and white. You were always extra and worthless. Not a single soul noticed you were gone." A few days back her words would've felt like a knife in the chest. But now I felt nothing, if anything I found it funny. If only she knew that I recently met a person who made me feel worthy. The reason I was still alive was because I was worthy. "Save your breath, Micah. Mrs Burnst told me that someone else got the scholarship and I know it's you. You were always second best compared to me in class, but don't worry that won't last long. I will take it away and you will rot in this town."

“It’s measured by what they do when all the illusions have fallen away, when there’s no one left to believe the stories they tell themselves and they’re standing alone in the dark, looking at the wreckage of their choices, and they have to decide if they will let it define them…or if they will summon the courage, to build something honest out of what’s left.” I let my hands unfold from my lap, palms open, as if to show I was hiding nothing anymore. “That is what I believe,” I finished. “That our worth lives in the moment we face who we’ve been, and still find the courage to become someone better.” For a long moment after I spoke, no one moved. Elder Fenza’s eyes held mine for the first time.

“But she is worth so much more than me.” “Not to her she’s not. She adores you. She sees in you what we all see.” “What’s that?” “An intelligent, beautiful, strong, courageous, caring she-wolf, who is a gift from the Moon Goddess. Who will do wonderful things, and who deserves the world. Someone who had a rough start, but never let that stop her from trying to achieve her dream. Who kept a brave face through everything she was experiencing. Who shared warmth, and caring even though she wasn’t receiving any. Someone with a good enough heart to befriend, and help one of her abusers. You Chastity, are worth so much more than you have been lead to believe. Everyone sees it.”

My eyes snapped up, peering into the eyes of the woman that stood before me. "Do not make the mistakes of others your own. They're who they're meant to be, as are you. Simply because someone does not have something, does not mean they lack. You were given a gift. The Moon Goddess saw fit for you to have it. She saw you as special. You were worthy." My eyes watered at her words. I couldn't believe them. If I was so worthy, why did I feel so undeserving? I shook my head, furiously.

It was simply setting things right. He brushed away a few fallen leaves from the grave and exhaled. “You’d hate what I’ve done,” he said, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “No more secret meetings. No more blind loyalty. No more fear.” The wind carried his words into the quiet. “You always said worth was something you inherit,” he continued. “That it came from our name. Our power. Our control.” He shook his head lightly. “But you were wrong. Worth isn’t inherited. It’s built — every day, by how you treat people, how you love them, how you live.”

"To determine whether the bridge is worthy. Whether the foundation is strong enough to support what comes next." Her words haunt me. Worthy. Foundation. What comes next. These are not comfortable concepts. They suggest that everything I have built, everything I have sacrificed, everything I have become, is still being evaluated. I share my fears with Kael. "There is something beyond everything I know," I say. "Something that is watching. Something that is judging." "Then we will prove ourselves worthy." "How? We do not even know what worthy means in this context." He takes my hands, his silver eyes steady. "We will face whatever comes with courage. With love. With compassion. We will continu

Lakshmi said nodding. “Yeah! She will give better explanation and we all can learn how to raise our voice if something wrong is happening even from our family member.” Yash added staring at his Mom. “The fault is with each one of us, Yash. I am sure we saw a few things which you didn’t even know and she must have never told you.” I said and he frowned nodding. “She was right about a few things that you all are cowards except Kalyani, but even I was a coward.” I said and felt Kalyani fuming.