You Deserve Eachother Novels & Stories

“My love doesn’t disappear because of one misunderstanding.” “It doesn’t disappear because life becomes difficult.” “It stays.” Nyra looked down. “I don’t deserve someone like you.” Cassian gently lifted her chin. “Don’t ever say that again.” “You deserve peace.” “You deserve love.” “You deserve someone who chooses you every single day.” Nyra could no longer hold back, she threw herself into his arms and Cassian caught her immediately and she cried against his chest. “I’m tired.” “So tired.” “I don’t want to keep hurting.”

Everyone seemed to enjoy the show, except for the three women. "You said about being a deserving woman." Ariadne continued, and Xander raised his gaze from the food. "No matter how attractive or successful you are, there will always be someone better than you. Should your partner leave you for them? Does this imply that you don't deserve your partner, but they do? No. There's something called love. More than being deserving in terms of appearance or success, you should be in love with your partner, share a bond, respect each other, and, most importantly be loyal." she looked at Xander as she spoke these words.

“Ryan, what if I can’t ever give you what you need? " " I want you, your love. " " What if I’m just... broken? Can't love you back? ” “You’re not broken,” he said firmly, his voice leaving no room for doubt. “you are absolutely normal and even if you were, I’d still want you. I’ve fallen for you, Emma. The real you. Not the perfect version, but the one sitting right in front of me, flaws and all.” My breath caught in my throat. “But you deserve more. You deserve someone who can love you the way you deserve to be loved.”

“You deserve to be happy. You don’t need to be saddled up with someone like me.” Something flashed in Emerson’s eyes, and Asher realized it too late. “You’re right. I don’t deserve that. I deserve someone that’s there for me, someone that loves me as much as I love him. I deserve someone that will work harder toward his goal to heal himself like I’ve done. I deserve to be seen, and I deserve to feel like I matter.” “I agree with that. You deserve more.”

I opened the message and my smile grew even wider. -Fuck that useless piece of shit, don’t let them get to you, they deserve each other.- I read the text and I couldn’t help but agree. He was right, I shouldn’t let them get to me because I did deserve better and they deserved each other cause they were literally cut from the same cloth.

“I know you do. I’ve always known that part, even when I was angriest.” “I don’t deserve you,” he said, his voice cracking again. “I know that. I don’t deserve a second chance. I don’t deserve anything from you. But I’m going to try. I’m going to spend every day trying to deserve you. For the rest of my life, if you’ll let me.”

with a tearful smile, she wipes the tears escaping from his eyes. "Thank you for loving this dumbass. I don't deserve you but I'm a selfish man, I will never let you go even if I'm not the perfect one for you. The world may continue to gauge how deserving I am to stand next to you, but I will not get tired of proving myself. I will strive to deserve you and our children from this day onwards. I vow to deserve you, Amara. " he cups her face as he wipes the tears now streaming down her cheeks.

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.

“Even when you’re stubborn. Even when you don’t trust me. Even when you make me want to scream.” She smirked, tugging at my collar. “Guess you’re stuck with me then.” “Gladly.” We kissed again, slow and unhurried, the kind of kiss that promised more but didn’t rush. We had time. A lifetime, if I had anything to say about it. Eventually, she leaned her forehead against mine, catching her breath. “I don’t deserve you,” she whispered. I shook my head, brushing my thumb across her cheek. “No. I don’t deserve you. But somehow, we found our way back. That’s all that matters now.”

"None that ever mattered. I'm ashamed to say it, but I don't even think about it when I'm with somebody else. No matter how good or how fun it is. It's just sex. This time, I thought about you all the time, and what I was doing to you. And I did it anyway. Now do you understand why I don't deserve you?" "Don't. I thought we were past that. Don't ever say that to me again." She pulled my hips against her, stilling me. "Please, don't. You must know that I don't feel like I deserve you, after all I've been through. You're a Godsend, more than I'd ever dreamed for. Every time you say it, it makes me feel more and more like I'm the one that's not worthy. So please stop. For me."