You Don T Deserve Me Quotes Novels & Stories

“It’s just… you keep talking about someone who doesn’t even want you. You think he deserves that power over you? He doesn’t. Don’t deprive yourself of love just because your so-called mate turned you down.” His words pierced through me like daggers. I had no reply. My hands tightened on the wheel, my eyes dropping to it. “You’re a good person, Ash,” he continued softly. “You need someone to show you love too.” “I don’t feel like I deserve love,” I whispered, resting my forehead on the steering wheel. Pain clawed through my chest. “Even the person the Moon Goddess gave me… doesn’t love me.”

“I promised you I’d never lose my patience with you again. I’d always wear this bracelet so you’d remember not to shout at me. But you keep forgetting…” “I don’t deserve you.” “Tell me, who deserves me? Another Alpha? A Beta? A Gamma? Another shifter? Do I deserve to be with someone I don’t love?” “You deserve the world…” He mumbled. How could I tell him he was my world when he couldn’t see that?

I shrieked, startling even Broddi, who flinched at my outburst. "When will you see you're not giving yourself enough credit," Broddi said, grabbing my shoulders and forcefully tugging me toward him, his icy blue eyes boring into mine, "You are an amazingly wonderful person, and if anything, I don't deserve you. Don't ever tell yourself that you don't deserve me just because you think you aren't good enough. If you weren't good enough, I wouldn't have told you that I loved you." I turned away, despite Broddi's heartwarming words, "You're just so handsome and flawless, and perfect, and strong. How am I supposed to tell myself, a broken, destroyed boy with many flaws, that I deserve someone as

"I will never touch you, not unless you want me to; I will never hurt you, not again, not ever." "Now you want to be good; after you've taken everything I loved and everything I am away, you want to be a better person, and you expect me to do what? Jump into your arms and declare my undying love for you? I would never love you; you don't deserve to be loved." I was in tears now; even if I wanted to be strong, all the memories were just too much. "...You deserve..."

But I don't deserve that, do I? After all I'd done. Isn't it funny how those we push away are those who are always there for us when we need them? She shouldn't be here. She should still be annoyed at me, and definitely shouldn't rush here when I am in trouble. She shouldn't! “ I don't deserve this, Miranda. ” I entangled her from me as I stood up on my feet with my back facing the bed. “ I didn't believe in you enough to. ” The pain in my heart became mixed with guilt, making it worse. “ I don't deserve this treatment from you, I don't. ”

“What do you think you don’t deserve?” “S.H fashion. I don’t want it…I don’t deserve it.” She stared at me with pain-filled eyes. “I’m giving it to Natasha. She can have it.”

“You deserve someone better. And I don’t deserve you at all.” My heart clenches for him, breaking at the knowledge that he doesn’t understand, that he doesn’t know he is worthy, worthy of love, of happiness. And in truth, it isn’t about what either of us deserves. It is about the truth, that I will love him, unconditionally, regardless of what either of us thinks we are deserving of.

Someone who would care, something that I wasn't able to experience since Harris left. But I knew that I need to continue my plan. And certainly knew that I should be stern in avoiding him. “If I could think of a better word to say that I deserve to suffer, then I would gladly say it to you. But for now, that's my only answer to your question.” I smiled faintly at him. “I deserve everything. Every scar, every pain, every droplet of blood escaping my body, and a lot more.” “You’re wrong on that,” he replied. “No one deserves to suffer like how you're punishing yourself.”

I am nothing more than a coward and I deserve everything I get. I deserve the hate Blake holds for me right now. I deserve the nightmares and the loneliness which consume me at night. I deserve the lack of trust which everyone seems to have in me. Hell I deserve to be dead given all the things I have done and the pain which I had caused - I would happily take death right now over everything which has happened because of my own naïve foolishness.

“Well, I wouldn’t entrust my life to a fucking asshole, so yeah, I think you do realize.” “Thanks,” I tell him. “Seriously, what the fuck are you doing? Quit berating yourself and feeling guilty, and just tell your wife you love her have sex and all. It’s not that scary.” I tip back the glass, gulping down the rest of the whiskey. I know I love her. Because I’m not a fucking idiot. But I also know “I don’t deserve her.” Sasha laughs. Like the bastard he is, he’s still laughs. “No shit you don’t deserve her. Roman , she’s a woman. We don’t deserve any of them.”