You Deserve To Be Happy Book Novels & Stories

He caught my hand again and crashed his lips to mine. This is the happiest moment in my entire life.. This is the first time for me that someone accepts me for who I am. That someone loves and is happy for me even though I have a really bad past.. Can I be happy? Do I deserve to be happy? Brandon is just so sweet.. perfect but still.. he deserves someone better than me. Someone who's not dirty.. Can I be selfish this once if I say that I want Brandon?

I was scared. But I have been blessed. I should be happy about that. I was going to have a baby. I should be happy. I shouldn’t let all of these bad thoughts to be creeping in and making me sadder. I should celebrate this. I deserved it, I told myself. After my hard life, I deserve all of this. “I know,” I said, my heart fluttering at the thought of his reaction. “But I want to do it in a special way. He deserves that, at least.”

"Also, wasn't Sally great? She's even willing to raise your child abroad without your help." Even as I continued, I couldn't help but laugh. "In your eyes, I was always a gold-digger who didn't deserve you. Or we would've been married ages ago." However, Sean shook his head repeatedly. "I never thought of you like that. I'll buy you anything you want! Just trust me this one time! It will be the last time!"

And to do that I have to let go of the things that hold me captive and restrict me from living freely like I've always wanted to. To be happy.... To be happy the only thought that comes to my mind is the name of a single person. So I'm not wasting any chances, not again, not this time. This time, I'm going make sure that I win that happiness. Because I deserve it. We both deserve it. And just like he can read my my mind from wherever he is, my phone chimes and I pull it out to read a text from the one name I have accepted to be the source of my happiness.

"Allow yourself enjoy this." I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I deserve good things. I recite this in my head as I exist my car, and walk into my apartment building. Take the elevator, and walk into my apartment. "I deserve good things." I say out loud as I get a text, from Aaron. Just a 'Hey' and a smiling emoji. Me: Hi Aaron: Are you done with therapy? He asks Me: Yeah I just got back home, rn

She had spent so much time expecting the next betrayal that peace had felt suspicious. She wrote again. You deserve happiness. You deserve peace. You deserve to be heard. You deserve honesty. You deserve someone who chooses you. But most importantly, you deserve to choose yourself. A tear dropped onto the paper. This time, she didn't wipe it away. She let it fall. Then she wrote the final part. There will be a day when you look back at everything and realize you survived it. You'll remember the girl who thought she couldn't make it. You'll wish you could go back and hug her.

Something that will take away my happiness because I don’t deserve it. /“You deserve this more than anything, Cherie,”/ Zhen, my wolf, says, and she offers me an appreciative huff. /“Creed is good to you; just allow yourself to be happy and stop thinking you’re not meant for this. The most powerful Alpha is your mate and he treats you like you’re precious. There’s no doubting your place at his side.”/ “You’ve been quiet,” I say with a raised eyebrow.

As I progressed in the pregnancy I also had certain mood swings and poor Jack was most of the time the recipient of the mood changes and, bless his soul, has had to endure the worst criticisms and then crying because I felt bad about what I did and said. He asked so many questions, as I knew all the answers to them, and when I couldn't answer or didn't know he would go out the next day and get a baby book or pregnancy book of some kind that would be explaining everything that he had wanted to know and we would read it together.

“Why? What do you get out of helping me? People don’t just help strangers for nothing, Damian. I have nothing to give you in return. I’m poor, I have nothing… I can’t pay you back.” He looked me straight in the eye, no tricks, no hidden meaning, just pure sincerity. “You don’t owe me anything. I’m not asking for anything in return. I’m doing this because you deserve it. You deserve to be treated well, to be respected, to have a good life. You spent three years giving everything to a man who didn’t deserve you. Now it’s time for you to receive kindness, to be happy, to live for yourself.” For the first time since I walked out of that apartment, I didn’t feel scared or hopeless. I took a bite

I deserve no good, I deserve no happiness, forever in tears I shall dwell and live forever. I shut my teary and blurry eyes in internal pain, I deserve it. #TBC_ #Inspired by Mean Girls A/N: I pity Cole I won’t lie, did he really deserve everything his indeed getting or not? When bitches clash, Katherine or Hans's mom