Bts Trust Me Novels & Stories

‎ ‎“Trust me.” ‎ ‎Somewhere deep inside, I knew— ‎ ‎Trusting Ethan Blackwood would either save my life… ‎ ‎Or destroy everything I was. ‎

“No.” “But I trust the part of me that still remembers how betrayal feels.” She looked up. Eyes quiet. Voice sharp. > “Next time I erase a name…” > “…I’ll make sure the ghost doesn’t survive.”

I want my sister home, and if she’s still out there, there must be a way to find her. ‘All the little things that have gone wrong in your life are due to the curse. I know you don’t understand what I’m talking about, but all will become clear very soon. All I ask is that you trust me until I can reveal all to you.’ I stroke the side of Bane’s neck. “If there is anything or anyone I trust in this world, it’s you, Bane.” Bane nods his head against mine before pulling away. ‘Ditto, Bastian.’ I laugh when he licks me. ‘Now, turn around.’

She looks like she means the hopeful words coming out of her mouth. I’m going to have to try. Damn it, I will have to do this. I have to trust her. This one time. If she lets me down, then I’m done. Done with her, done with this house of horrors, this fucking town, and the people in it. “Fine. I will trust you. But if you let me down, if you can’t do this, then I’m done. I mean it. I can’t do it again,” I say with a shaky voice.

************** I went to bed immediately after I took a shower. I picked up my pbone and scrolled through F******k. Only artists came out because they are the only ones I love and followed. I was busy looking at the pictures when someone texted. From: 09********* "Hello! Are you still awake? How are you?" I frowned when I read the text. I didn’t reply because I didn’t know who's texting me. I opened my Spotify to listen some music. I chose "Butterfly" by BTS. The song is too good. I couldn't understand the lyrics but I was enjoying it. My mood lifted up but someone ruined it. I got a text again from an unknown number.

, I stretch out my hand to Abigail's picture and Taet does. "I trust my parents but it is fine if you don't trust them", Taet brings out two pictures that of his parents and I remove it and place it with people we trust and Taet smiles gratefully. "Tasha trust Tareem's parents and I trust Tasha. So-", I wait for Taet's opinion and he removes the picture. It remains Mr Tyrone and Abigail. Taet stands up and brings my mum's picture and place it before us. "Do you trust her?", Taet asks referring to my mum

" I want your help, please. Help me and my father out." For the first time since entering this room, Tristan spoke, "And you know I can't, my loyalty lies with my boss, Mr. Keinsington Taehyung." His tone came across as raw and cold. His ridiculous speech caused my eyebrows to furrow. "And from when you started to consider him as your boss, as far as I remember you already went against your so-called boss, then why now, Please help me out. I can't stay here anymore."

“If the Seoul partners don’t sign by tomorrow, the whole thing could fall apart.” “They will,” Damian said. “Because you’ll make sure of it.” She looked up. “Me?” He smiled — not the practiced kind, but something softer. “You’re the one they trust. You handled their original deal. You see the details no one else does.” Her pulse stuttered. “You trust me with that?” “I should’ve from the start,” he said. “I’m trying to do better.” He meant it. She could hear it in his voice. And God help her — she wanted to believe him.

he said, the twinkle in his dark eyes told her the love was still there, only hidden behind a wall of fear. “You’ve always told me to trust you, well I still do. I know things will work out and we can get on with our lives. But just now, my love, you have to trust me. I will never leave you and will never back down just because there’s some creepy little jerk who thinks he deserves something for his crimes.”

Everyone stared at Mom with confused expressions. Suddenly, the current triggered on its own. Mom screamed as electricity coursed through her body, making her convulse uncontrollably. Mom looked at the phone in shock. She knew that purple devil signal better than anyone, but it had always been mine. How could a scientist of her caliber be lying? Her confident smile froze. With a sharp gasp of pain, she ripped the chip off. "This is impossible! I am Jessie and Ryan's mother. What's going on? The chip must be malfunctioning," she said, trying to reconnect it with firm resolve.