Can't Trust Anyone Novels & Stories

And then turn around and betray us. I can't believe how distrustful I have become, but the world and the things in it have made me this way. Life has toughened me up and made me constantly weary of people, even my own kind. Once they’re settled, Eleanor pulls me aside. “You don’t trust them,” she says quietly, though it’s not a question. “I don’t trust anyone until they’ve proven themselves,” I reply. “You know what’s at stake, Eleanor. One wrong move and the council could destroy everything Greta’s built."

I said, voice shaking. He pulled me close again, holding me like I was the only thing keeping him grounded. As we made our way down, Travis’s phone vibrated. He checked it quickly, then paled. “It’s another message,” he said grimly. I peered over his shoulder to read: “Trust no one. Especially not the ones closest to you.” A cold wave washed over me. Travis’s grip tightened on my hand, knuckles white. “This isn’t just about my family anymore. We’re caught in something bigger.”

I shot back. He gave a low, rough laugh that turned into a grimace. “Fair.” For a moment, we just breathed. The world outside went quiet, as if the forest itself was listening. “I used to think I could control everything,” I said finally. “Every move, every choice. But tonight—” I shook my head. “I don’t even know who to trust anymore.” “Then don’t trust anyone,” he said. “Not even me.” “Too late for that,” I whispered.

He laughs nervously, walking away to stare down at the yard. His eyes fixate on something or someone but I do not follow him, I cannot succumb to the need to hold him tight when I’m absolutely livid with him. He might say he’s weighed the pro’s and con’s of this alliance already guy you can never trust anyone, even your friends. I learnt that the hard way many years ago.

I will do everything in my power to make sure we don't stay here forever. This life...this is not the kind of life that anyone would want. It is just too dangerous and you end up losing yourself to this world to top it all off, you have to watch out for your damn life every second of the day cause you never can tell where danger is coming from. Putting your trust in just anyone is equivalent to wrapping a rope around your neck. This world is wired in a way that you don't even get one moment of peace. You can't live life without watching your back. You can't share things with someone without worrying...without thinking that maybe...maybe this person is out to get you. You can't even keep frie

Does this young man have a neurological issue? But one thing is certain, I won't let anyone else slip away like my family did. I can't rely on what it says. Because it's the truth, everything it says is definitely a lie. It's an empty promise, with no guarantees. But I need some sort of hope. I always have to believe that the only way to escape this dark and suffocating sadness is by knowing that I can repay the debt. I definitely can't trust this person. They're not a true friend. Even if they claim to act like a good king, their past actions can't be erased.

I could not trust my parents who were lying about needing money for medical expenses when really they owed dangerous people from some deal they made years ago. I could not trust Claire who kept appearing just long enough to throw my life into chaos then vanishing again. I was not even sure I could trust the people working for me in Tobin's organization since he had warned me there was a traitor among them. Trust no one. Maybe that was the only smart way to survive in this world where everyone seemed to have hidden agendas plus secrets they would kill to protect. Maybe Tobin had learned that lesson over his years in this business which was why he had been so careful about who he let close to

“The head of the team is out of town, the substitute is sick, and the only other person who could help isn’t picking up their phone.” I blinked, trying to process the situation. “Why can’t you just call some other professional? Someone external?” He shook his head, his gaze now locked on me. “I can’t trust them. This is a sensitive issue—something that could compromise a lot of people if mishandled. I’d need to vet anyone else extensively, and I don’t have that kind of time right now.” I hesitated, the weight of his words settling on me. “So... am I trustworthy?”

But noticeable. Neither of us looked away. The air felt heavier. Warmer. More dangerous. "You won't tell me what's wrong." It wasn't a question. I leaned back against the bench. "No." "Because you don't trust me?" A simple question. Complicated answer. Trust. I trusted nobody. Not Charlie. Not Diego. Not my soldiers. Not even myself sometimes. Trust got people buried. Yet when Lena asked the question, the answer wasn't simple anymore. That alone was a problem. A massive one.

Xander asks. Cara tries to stay calm and not rip his head off his body since the paparazzi are here and it can ruin her mum's chance for surgery. "I trust Cassie, she will never." "Trust is a stupid assurance that expires." Xander rolls his eyes, emptying his glass of wine. Xander doesn't believe in trust anymore, the scars at his back is a reminder not to trust anyone. "So you do trust anyone?" Cara asks. "I do trust, but it doesn't come easy. It is earned."