You Deserve Eachother Novels & Stories

“Tomorrow’s the vote. Kane has a lot of ammunition now.” I squeezed his hand. “We’ll stand together. No matter what.” He opened his eyes and looked at me. “I don’t deserve you.” “You do,” I said softly. “We deserve each other.” Back at the penthouse, we barely made it through dinner before we were in each other’s arms again. This time it was urgent. Desperate. Like the world might try to take this away from us tomorrow. Afterward, as we lay in bed, Alexander held me against his chest.

“If that is what she deserves… then tell me, Fabi Grimes—what do I deserve?” He leaned in until his lips brushed against her ear, sending a warm shiver down her spine, his voice dropping to a husky, loving whisper. “You deserve everything beautiful in this world. You deserve peace, joy, and all the love you missed out on for years. But most of all…” He pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes, his gaze intense and sincere. “…you deserve me.” Selin laughed softly, the sound light and musical. “And why is that?”

Damian said huskily, kissing my cheek, "It makes our day just to see you, hold you, love you, and take care of you. Can't you see?" "I feel like I don't deserve this," I answered, "I want to prove that I deserve this kind of-" "You don't have to prove anything to anybody," Aiden said. "You're enough to us as you are," If anything, his words made me cry more like an idiot. "He's right. You're enough as you are, baby girl," Damian added, kissing my cheek. "You're our naughty little mate with exceptional skills, and we wouldn't change anything about that.

My mind quickly retracted back to the night of the LAB awards when I overheard them talking on the phone, when I heard her say 'I love you' to him. "I deserve to be loved in a way that I give. I deserve for someone to love me wholeheartedly without having to try. I deserve everything. I deserve someone who chooses me. I thought about this a lot and reflected on it." She told me. "And that person isn't Dean. As much as I wanted it to be, it isn't." I wondered how heartbreaking that must've feel like.

"It's there to remind me of the night my life changed forever. And I'm not sure if you're familiar with dream catchers, but they are supposed to keep the bad dreams at bay if you put them over your bed. I figure if I have you in my arms, those dreams get to me before they get to you. I want to stop them before they start." From any other man that would have been ridiculously clichéd and just a line to get in her panties. But not with this man. Anything he said, whether good or bad, he truly meant. Coming back around to the front of his body, she stopped and took a deep breath. "I really don't deserve you," she whispered, burying her head in the curve of his neck and nuzzling there. "You do d

Gazing into his eyes, I reassured him, “When or where you told me doesn’t matter. What matters is that you and I love each other.” His lips met mine in a sweet and lingering kiss. His whispered words were filled with vulnerability. “I don’t deserve you.” Gently, I drew him closer, my fingers grazing his cheek as I replied, “Yes, you do. You deserve all the love in the world.” We finally decided to head back to the hotel. The early morning light was just beginning to cast its gentle glow, and the promise of much-needed sleep was calling out to us. My steps felt heavy as I walked towards my room, my body aching for rest.

I lift my legs, lean forward and place my chin on the top of my knees. “I can't say I completely get the feeling. You've been through so much. Much more than you fucking deserved. But I know how much that shit broke you. And sometimes the world gives you something they think you need.” she nudges my shoulder with her own, making me turn my cheek to face her. “But I know one thing. You deserve everything. To be loved, to love. You should be able to have a husband, or two, and have a million little babies.”

"I don't deserve you. After the way I've treated you, the things I've said—" "You deserve better than me," Liam corrected gently, wiping her tears with his thumb. "You deserve someone who didn't lie, didn't gamble with your consent, didn't marry you under circumstances that were fundamentally fucked up even if I thought I was calling a bluff. But since you're stuck with me—since we made vows and created a life together—I'm going to spend every day trying to become the man you deserve."

“You can finally be with her.” Lucas’ fists clenched, his knuckles turning white. He took a step toward her, his expression darkening. “Lara—” Lara turned away, her gaze falling to her lap as she continued, “This marriage taught me something, too.” She lifted her chin, her voice growing steadier. “It made me realize that I deserve better.” She met his gaze, her eyes filled with a quiet strength. “I used to think that loving you and being by your side was enough, but it's not. I deserve to be loved back. I deserve someone who will never make me feel unwanted. Someone who will see my worth.”

"You stopped." "I do not deserve you," he said. "Deserve has nothing to do with it," I replied, shaking my head slowly. I have spent my whole life being told I was not good enough, not worthy enough, and not deserving of love or kindness or safety. But standing here, looking at you, and holding you while you fall apart, I realize that worth is not something you earn, it is something you are, and you, Alejandro, are worthy of being held, worthy of being loved, and worthy of being forgiven for the things you did not even do.