Can't Trust Anyone Novels & Stories

There was something unnerving about the certainty in the voice, especially because I still could not see the person speaking. “From what?” “From everyone you believe you can trust.” My eyebrows pulled together. “That doesn’t answer my question.” “It is the answer.” I shook my head. “No. It isn’t. You keep telling me that I can’t trust people, but you refuse to tell me who you are. Why should I trust you?” “You shouldn’t.” The response caught me off guard. I stared into the darkness, momentarily unable to decide whether I had heard correctly. “What?” “You shouldn’t trust me simply because I tell you that I am protecting you. You should listen, watch, and decide for yourself.”

He informed me in a low tone. “Okay, thanks.” “Also, a quick lesson. Never give your trust to anyone, easily, regardless of who they are to you.” Now, that’s creepy. What does he mean by that?

- I haven't known what that is for a long time. - Damien let out a sigh and I turned to look at him. He had a restrained expression, but when he turned to look at me I could see hurt in his blue eyes. I couldn't dodge the question: - Don't you know what? - Trusting people. In the position I'm in, trust can be very dangerous. very dangerous. It can be destructive. - the expression on his face turned hard. - That's why I solve my problems alone and avoid what needs to be avoided.

To hell with any and everyone else. If I were the type to have a best friend, Erin would be mine for sure, but I’m not. Getting too close to anyone is something I just can’t do, because everyone takes off eventually; Or straight up dies on me. Not just my parents, literally everyone. A couple EX girlfriends with shitty intentions, backstabbing cocksuckers who only gave me the time of day for a little cash, you name it—I’ve seen it. Trust nobody, ever. It doesn’t end well.

She sat up and wriggled her hand to get rid of the pain she was feeling. "Aurora?" "Yes, Dad?" "Do you know you can be betrayed by someone you trust?" "I do." "I don't think you do. You see, in this life, you shouldn't trust someone too much. You can trust only yourself." "But I trust you, Dad. I do." "Don't trust me. I don't even trust myself. So, don't trust me. The only person you can trust and depend on is yourself. Do you understand? "I do."

I repeated, “and I’m grateful to be here tonight.” Adam shook his head. “Still wrong. You want to sound like a real person.” “I am a real person,” I muttered. “To the rest of the world? Not yet.” His tone wasn’t unkind—just matter-of-fact. “Right now, you’re a story. A headline. A spectacle. We want to change that. Pretend you’re home. Pretend you’re talking to someone you trust.” That word—trust—was a knife. Who did I trust now? Not Clara. Not Williams. Not Marcus. Not Julian.

“But their discomfort is their problem, not yours.” “It’s hard sometimes, not knowing if people are being genuine or just tolerating me because of Ocean.” “Welcome to our world, everyone has an agenda. Everyone is playing a game, you just have to decide who’s worth trusting.” “How do I know who to trust?” Sophia considers this. “Time, observation, instinct. But I can tell you a few things I’ve learned.” “Please.”

"I'm so sorry, Calla. That must have been really hard for you." I nodded in agreement. "It was. And now, with everything that's happening in the pack, I find myself doubting everybody's intentions. Even yours sometimes." Stephanie frowned. "Don’t be hard on yourself. Trust is something that we can’t really give out. But sometimes you will need other people." "I know that," I said. "But my past experiences have made me so paranoid. I just find it hard to believe that someone could love me so much, without any ulterior motives."

“It shouldn't be your business!” “You know we didn't plan on sleeping out…..go take a shower while I do the same,the food will be ready in a jiffy…….”. “So cheap of you, Zion. You're trading your life for food?”. “Come on……”. “Don't trust anyone, don't be stupid either. If you're not ready to sleep hungry…..I don't have any words for you”. Traven had made me lose the single trust I had with people, I don't even trust myself which is weird because……

Emma laughed lightly. “I realized that people would do anything for money, and they don't care whose life they ruin in the process. It sort of hurts me to know that there are so many dishonest people out there, and it has become almost impossible to tell them apart from good people,” Emma sighed, shaking her head. “I know right,” Vanessa muttered and pursed her lips. “Sometimes I think it's better not to trust anyone. Life becomes easier that way,” Emma nodded in agreement and smiled, “I'll keep that in mind, thanks,”