You Deserve Eachother Novels & Stories

Every moan from Kathryn reminded me what peace felt like. We moved together with raw intensity, her legs wrapped around me, nails digging into my shoulders. When we shattered together, it was fierce and consuming, leaving us breathless and tangled on the desk. Afterward, as she rested her forehead against mine, I whispered, “I don’t think I deserve you.” “Of course, you do,” she replied softly. “You always did. Alessa never understood that you don’t need to be someone’s hero to be loved. You just need to be you.”

"Tobias you met me yesterday. You can't know that's all true. I can't give you what you want. It's gonna be hard and I don't want this to hurt you. You're different and kind and beautiful and I don't deserve that." He placed both hands on my cheeks, his eyes spoke of concern, care, vulnerability, and feelings that were growing faster than either of us could comprehend but they also spoke of honesty. "I want this with you, even if you don't think you're worth it or deserve this, you do and I do too. You said it yourself that I deserve this chance, a real chance to show you what real happiness is." My hands held his as I leaned into his smooth skin "Tobias one day, there will be this amazing g

“Are you sure?” I nod, slowly but confidently. “I want to belong to you, Kaden. In every way that matters. And I want you to belong to me.” His chest rises with a deep inhale, the emotion so raw on his face it steals my breath. He leans down, our foreheads touching, his lips brushing mine like he’s still unsure he’s allowed this happiness. “I don’t deserve you,” he whispers. “Maybe not,” I tease gently, then smile. “But you have me. Every broken, mending, healing piece.” at that moment, I felt my voice broke.

--- We stayed at the café until the afternoon sun started to dip, lost in each other. When we finally left, we drove to the clock tower—our place. We climbed the steep stairs in comfortable silence, our hands intertwined, and settled into the dusty room with the golden light streaming through the windows. "Thank you," I said, leaning against him. "For today. For everything." "Thank you for giving me a chance," he said, his arm wrapped around me. "I know I don't deserve you." "You deserve everything," I said firmly. "You deserve to be happy. You deserve to be loved."

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

But needing her only reminds me of what I don’t deserve. Lia is sweet, kind, with a light that shines so bright. and everything I could never be. She deserves someone who can give her that light back, someone who could give her the love she’s worthy of, someone capable of feeling everything she brings out. I want to be that person for her. God, I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anything, but I know it’s impossible. I can’t love her the way she deserves to be loved.

“I always found that sentence weird. How can you fall in love with the same person a second time when you’re already in love? I know what it means, but it was weird. Now I feel it. You deserve the world. And honestly, you deserve a better, stronger man.” “I deserve you.” I correct him, and he laughs. “Let me finish. You deserve a better, stronger man, one who can give you all the happiness you deserve. I hope I’m that man, and if I’m not, if I’m lacking in any way, I can fix it. I will fix it. It’s you and me forever.” I giggled and pushed him away. “You’re insane.” My eyes rolled, and I sat up. “Do you want something to eat?”

“I don’t deserve you. I don’t deserve someone who sees the good in me when I can barely see it myself. I don’t deserve someone who stays even when I mess up. Even when I try to control everything because I’m scared.” Kai rubbed his back. “You do deserve it. You deserve love. You deserve someone who fights for you the way you fight for me. We both deserve this. We both deserve to be happy. Even with the past. Even with the pain. We can have that. Together.” They held each other for a long time. The tears slowed. The breathing evened out. Damien pulled back and looked at Kai. His eyes were red, but there was something lighter in them now. Something like hope.

He took a deep breath before starting “ You deserve someone who loves you unconditionally jenny…like your father. You deserve a man who wouldn’t run away from you when things gets tough to face for both of you. That’s why i’m saying you deserve someone….better …better than him. Someone who, would look at you in the eyes and make you feel like you’re the most beautiful person in the world.You deserve to be pursued jenny. You deserve to be taken on real dates,jenny not a trial run dates. You deserve to be treated with respect and love. You deserve someone who is genuinely interested in seeing you happy, in making you happy, in keeping you happy. Someone who would always be there especially whe

Only us. “I don’t deserve you,” he whispered into my hair. “You’re wrong,” I said softly. “We don’t deserve each other… but we still choose anyway.” His arms tightened around me, and in that fragile, perfect moment, I knew we were both still learning how to love through scars.