Don't Trust Everyone Novels & Stories

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,”

It could not be chased away. It came silently. And when it arrived… It demanded payment. Lena looked up at me, her voice breaking. “Should we believe her?” I stared into her eyes for a long moment. Then I exhaled. “No,” I said firmly. “We shouldn’t.” She blinked. “But—” “We shouldn’t,” I repeated, more strongly this time. “Not because she’s lying. But because if we let her words live in our heads, they will poison us. We will start seeing enemies where there are none. We will start doubting every bond, every friendship, every feeling.”

"How can I trust any of this? Why should I listen to anything that was just shown? I don't know who to trust anymore or what to believe. This is mind blowing and I'm unable to wrap my head or finger around any of it. It's driving me mad." I groaned while airing out my actual thoughts. "I told you earlier, your number rule, your golden principle; do not trust a single soul no matter what. Don't trust me. In the world we live in, whether we like it or not, we look out for ourselves first before placing anyone else that's the key to success, but religion has blinded everyone with quotes from the holy bible so my words are misinterpreted. I said care for yourself primarily, then worry about othe

“You’ve been with me this whole time. Protecting me. Guiding me. But you’ve never told me why. Not really.” Mochi shrugged. “You’re special.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one you’re getting right now,” she said simply. Emilia felt frustration rise in her throat like bile. “How am I supposed to trust anyone when everyone’s playing a different game?” Mochi stood and crossed the room, placing a hand gently on her shoulder. “Trust isn’t about having all the answers. It’s about deciding who you’ll believe even when you don’t.” “That’s not fair.”

she asked him and watched as he walked into his office. “Listen, Cathy, I know you’re concerned, but there really is no need,” she began after he left the room. “I trust Creighton. He’s a good man and I feel like I’ve known him my entire life. He’s not hiding anything from me, and he hasn’t done a single thing to make me mistrust him.” “Sandy, I know you think you know what you’re doing, but you have no idea what European men are like,” Cathy said through the receiver. “I don’t want you getting hurt.”

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.

This place taught me that life was not fairy-tale rather it was a battlefield where people needed only one chance to defeat you, to crash you under their feet mercilessly. This place was proof of my tears, sorrow, pain and regret of trusting the wrong person. Trust Trust which in itself was a guarantee that even if the whole world stood against us, the person who had trust for us will turn against the whole world for us. You all must be wondering what place I was talking about. I was talking about the place where people came to pay for their crimes. I did the biggest crime in this world. I trusted the wrong person whom I shouldn't have. I made him the owner of my life and my heart and he b

"I'm troubled." He told her the entire matter. Lai felt that it was easy. "You say you trust this grandpa. Then you trust him. Bjt blind trust is not good. Sometimes the enemy is in our midst so you don't have any final result till you try to know. Just find it. You wouldn't feel bad later if you missed something now." "I know. I just don't want to doubt my family. It's like I'm doubtful of everyone. It's paranoid."

The letter's warning echoed in my mind: Trust no one completely, not even those who claim to love you. Maybe it was time I stopped relying on others to save me and started saving myself.

Our courage and commitment would be a strong foundation in this struggle. "Don't flatter me too much. I once trusted you and Eric completely, without a hint of suspicion, let alone making accusations. But what happened? My trust was completely taken away. So, don’t give your full trust to anyone, including me!" My words were firm and blunt, reflecting the bitter experiences I had endured. The courage to speak like this was part of the healing process and self-protection. Despite the trust being built, it was important to remain vigilant and not repeat the same mistakes. This situation taught that trust must be built carefully and shouldn't be given lightly.