Can't Trust Anyone Novels & Stories

If she only knew, she thought. “I trust Creighton beyond words. You’ve met his family, you know how well respected they are, and you know without a doubt, that his nieces and nephew would never jump all over him if he was some kind of a lunatic. He has more respect than anyone I’ve ever known, and Papa and Nana trust him. I’m not getting in over my head, I promise.” “Can’t blame me for being worried,” Cathy said, glancing to the window as the tree began to shake. “What’s that?” she asked, causing Sandra to quickly stand up and walk to the window.

I brushed off the feeling of guilt and said, "If they love you and have complete trust in you they wouldn't care who your friends are. They'll know your love and loyalty will always lie with them." "Not everyone has that type of confidence in themselves, Swan," Jericho pointed out, "everyone has their insecurities and, in this day and age where loyalty is extremely hard to come by and people gaslight you all the damn time, it's no wonder why so many individuals find trusting others so difficult." He had a point. Of course, he had a point. That point just made me feel a whole lot worse though.

Dan took the business card, glanced at my title, and immediately grabbed my hands with both of his. "I knew you could make it! That company only functioned because of you! When we terminated the contract back then, I actually felt quite sorry. But you know, Martin's just too unreliable. "Now that you're handling tech at Cloudwave, we absolutely have to work together again! I've got a 200-million-dollar deal sitting in my hands, but I couldn't find any provider I trust. But as long as you're in charge, Ms. Chapman, I'll gladly sign with Cloudwave."

I rolled my eyes because if only he knew what he had done to me in the past, then he wouldn't be singing the word 'Trust' in my hearing. But the thing was that I didn't trust anyone! All the people that I have placed my trust in had done nothing but let me down, they made me look like a fool and the only person that I placed my trust in was Conan. I knew that he had left me with doubt several times but if I were, to be honest, he was the only person that was reliable to me. "It isn't about you Bruce, it is about me and my trust issues. I don't place my trust in anyone so do you understand" I said hurriedly just to stop him from pressing the issue further.

I adopt the same bored expression most of them are wearing as I make my way through check-in. I fell for her, Larry. I trusted her. Don't you do that. Don't ever trust anyone... He's wrong... ... Isn't he? Emerald eyes... Mitch... Can I trust her? Can I trust anyone? Dakho I suppose. If I have to trust someone, it might as well be the man who knows most of the faces I've ever worn and most of the places I've ever been. Don't be ridiculous... If there is anyone, any group of people in the world I can trust, it is Mitch and my daughter and the strange family they have made for themselves.

They didn't even know who he was and what his purpose was, so how could they trust him? “But he wants to help me and he said he will contact me again” Anishta told her, her voice lacing with desperation get out of her wrecked life. Rania sighed in understanding and said to her pulling her hands off her grip and putting her hand on her cheek softly “But we can't trust anyone just like that, maybe someone is trying to trap you??” "But why would anyone do this to me?" Anishta asked her with baffled look to which stared at her with disappointment.

It would always depend on chance and pure luck. As time passed in the tiny cell, it was also getting harder not succumbing to sleep. After weeks of not getting enough added to my condition, it was finally asking for detrimental. My lids became two heavy blocks of cement that I couldn't help but dropped down the rabbit hole. I looked my left and right, from the people passing by the street to the one's inside the coffee shop, then to the yellow cloud-like stain at the back of the waitress' uniform who brought our orders. Trust was a great issue to me, everyone has a motive, no one is ever innocent in the world. I blinked twice maybe even more as I tried to tune down the voice of the guy in fr

her father's last words reverberated, his voice raw with emotion but firm with conviction, "trust no one. Not even those who claim to be on your side. The game is far from over. The shadows run deep. And the truth… the truth is a dangerous weapon. Trust no one." His words lingered in the air, a chilling, profound warning that left Violet feeling frightened and overwhelmed, a lone figure burdened with a massive truth, uncertain of who, if anyone, she could really rely on in the perilous path that lay ahead.

I asked. I could not picture such a woman who looked like she could never hurt a fly acting knowing people of that calibre. Something didn't seem right at all and I could not help but wonder what it was. "Okay, look you will have to understand that in this game, you really can't trust anyone and the people that you think do not know anyone and can never hurt a single soul most times, they are like the worst people in the world and you will be amazed at the things that they will do just to get ahead in life.

“I can’t trust anyone in your family. Not you. Not Steve. Definitely not your father.” He flinched, as if my words tor right into him, he didn’t step back. Instead, he reached out, his hands hovering in the empty space between us. “Then trust me.” I took a shaky breath, the words stuck in my throat. How could I trust him? How could I trust anyone in this world when it felt like everything around me was collapsing.”