Shattered Trust Novels & Stories

“Lucky this time it was enough to drop the case. But what happens next time? Do I have to guess whether you’re telling me the truth?” No one spoke. Even the breeze had stopped. I took a step back from them. “I don’t need friends who only fight for me. I need friends who trust me enough to let me fight with them.” Their faces said they’d never seen me this cold before. Before they could find the words to fix it, I turned and kept walking. I didn’t look back to see if they followed. Some silences are better left unbroken.

Vanessa’s voice sliced through the silence, sweet yet laced with venom. “I warned you, Ethan,” she said, her eyes sparkling with triumph. “Didn’t I tell you she was unfaithful? But you wouldn’t listen. You defended her.” I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. Ethan’s gaze locked onto mine. What I saw there shattered me. Agony. Disbelief. Betrayal. “How could you, Liana?” His voice was strained, raw, and broken. “How could you betray me like this?” “No!” The word burst from me, filled with desperation and pleading. “Ethan, it’s not what it looks like! Please, just let me explain...”

But silence, as always, gave him the answer he feared most. His jaw tightened. “Is it Lucas?” “Does it matter?” He slammed his fist on the wall beside the door. I didn’t flinch. Not anymore. I’d learned to stare down monsters. Especially the ones who once wore the face of a lover. “You think he’s better?” Daniel hissed. “You think he won’t break you too? You think he won’t use you?” “I’d rather take that risk than ever trust you again.” For a moment, I thought he’d lash out. But instead, he crumbled. Right there on my doorstep. Like a man who’d finally lost every illusion he’d been clinging to.

he said, his tone dripping with disdain. The words cut deep, and Veda felt her heart shattering into a million pieces. "I thought our vows meant something," she whispered. Adyant snorted. "Vows? Those were just empty promises, Veda. We both knew it." Veda's eyes widened in shock as the reality check of her shattered vows laid bare in front of her fragile heart. "How can you say that?" she demanded, her voice laced with pain. Adyant's gaze locked onto hers.

“You think I care about my tone. You walked into our gallery and brought a woman that you know has no morals, who has no problem hurting people to get what she wants. Do you see how she treated Jackie and your assistant Samantha?” What could I really say? Everything Kim was saying was right. Lisa had no morals. She hurt people for sport. “You’re right about your assessment of Lisa, but I had promised to take her to the showing, and you have nothing to worry about. I will not be attending another event with her. I am done with her.” “You should have been done with her when she lied to you.” “Once again, you’re right. I was trying not to blow her off for dad.”

"How to heal from something that broke me so completely." "We figure it out together," Jace said simply. "Maybe you talk to someone professional. Maybe we establish some kind of transparency protocol where you have access to my communications and can verify that no one's trying to manipulate me. Maybe we just take it day by day, building trust through consistent action until your wolf stops waiting for the other shoe to drop." I leaned my forehead against his chest, breathing in his scent and trying to absorb his certainty. "What if I can't? What if I'm too damaged to ever fully trust again?"

I choked on a sob. “And now everything is ruined.” He looked at me with eyes that seemed to break under the weight of the truth. “No,” he said softly. “No, Althea. Nothing is ruined. Just… different.” But that wasn’t true. Everything was ruined. Everything. My marriage. My trust. My sanity. My sense of reality. My soul. And worst of all The look in Darius’s eyes told me the truth had broken him too. And the most terrifying part? Even through the devastation

"Don't worry about it." But she was already worrying. I could see it in the way she bit her lower lip, the same thing Mom used to do before the pills made her stop caring about anything. "We're in trouble, aren't we?" Charlotte's voice was small. "Like, real trouble." I wanted to lie. God, I wanted to lie so badly. But I was tired of carrying everything alone, tired of pretending our world wasn't falling apart. "Yeah," I said. "We are." She nodded slowly, stirring sugar into her coffee. "How bad?"

One day, she inquired. "I will give you everything, and it ought to be sufficient for you. I don't love, you know," he said in response. Because of what her mother had done to her father, Benjamin had refused to love with any girl. He made a promise to himself not to ever love or trust a woman. …. One day, he went on a business trip and had a fatal accident. His personal assistant lost his life. It was left with only him. A girl came to his rescue and took him to the hospital. She stayed with him till his family came.

“That guy could have just gotten home from the bar or was working for some Keepers.” I nodded. I wasn’t going to accept his offer. Not by a long shot. But I was at least going to be polite about turning him down. Apparently, in Nina’s book, even that was frowned upon. “Then why are you trusting us?” Nina froze. She wasn’t expecting that question. She grabbed my arm again and started pulling me after her, ignoring the scratches already prominent on my arms. “Who said anything about trusting you? I’m just helping out a fellow Supernatural, then I will be on my way.”