Shattered Trust Novels & Stories

Like a wolf craved the thrill of the hunt. Also, she was not the womaan she was once, and she didn't trust in mates or the moon Goddess' judgement as she once had, so blindly. Her trust and belief in mate bond, love, it was a glass mirror that was shattered beyond repair and there was no way to put it break together. The crack would always poke on her heart and she would always doubt Adrian, even when she gave in. What kind of life would it be, for both of them? Without trust, there was nothing and she trusted no one.

“No, I don’t think fear is your problem. But trust is, isn’t it?” I didn’t know what to say. The question lingered in the air, thick with implication. Trust. It was a word that had lost its meaning over the past few months. Between the lies, the betrayals, and the constant fight for survival, trust had become a luxury I couldn’t afford. Not completely, anyway. But with Carter, it was different. I trusted him, even when I wasn’t sure of myself. Even when everything else around us was falling apart. Carter’s voice broke through my thoughts, steady and unwavering. “We’ve come this far. We don’t turn back now.”

When I looked up, the car was already speeding off, and neither Silas nor Edgar bothered to look back. The two people who'd always been there for me were gone in the end. When I finally came around, I was in the hospital. I probably wouldn't have made it if it weren't for a kind passerby who helped me out. My foggy mind cleared the second I opened my eyes. The forever I used to believe in was just a fantasy. Since they'd already broken our promise to stick together for life, I didn't need to hold on to it anymore. … During the three days I was in the hospital, Silas and Edgar sent a ton of texts and made endless calls, but I ignored every single one.

After seeing that expression I get from him when I say that, I think it's true that it's really hard to get his trust. I lay down on my bed tired when I got home, and when riding to that ship was already over. I suddenly felt tired when I got home. My body aches. I was dumbfounded while thinking about everything that happened. I never saw Maddix again after that. He doesn't want to tell more about himself; that is what he meant when he suddenly became silent after what I said. He doesn't want me to get to know him better. "Did he think that he was gold?” I yelled suddenly and sat down. “I don't want to know anything from him, but I just need to because of my plan. Tsk! He is acting like he i

she sobbed while saying that. "I promise, My Queen Shasha, I promise," I promised to her. "But..." "But?" "M-My trust on you Thyro is not... like before, because my trust in you is like a broken jar, you already broke it, yeah you can fix it but it's not like before, I trusted you Thyro b-but now, is not like before, t-there's a rift, you made this rift yourself, you rebuilt it but it's not like before..." she whispered, trying not to sobbing and let another shade of tears from her eyes. I clenched my fists, I wiped my tears and standing strength.

My cloud was broken when a strong, smooth voice commanded, "Stop!" My eyes flit open and my heart stutters. My God, did I mess up? London stares at the both of us, an unreadable expression on his face. I messed up, didn't I? "What's the matter?" Jackie sasses, a brow raised in his direction. "I don't need to hear anymore," he replied with a shrug, "You both made the cut." "That means?" I ask unsurely, narrowing my eyes. It means you're both in," he answered with a small smile, "Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion."

The hate in my heart was taking the most of me and staying away from him was the best thing to do for now. Karl had let me down in ways I never would have guessed. We had grown from friends into brotherhood just to have him turn around and betray my trust in him. It wasn't chipped, no, it wasn't cracked but shattered. The trust I had in him was shattered. This might greatly affect the position he held in my life and the Pack.

I took the elevator up to my office and walked past my assistant without stopping. "Mr. Cole, you have three messages and..." "Hold everything," I said. "I'm not taking calls this morning." I closed the door to my office and stood at the window. The city spread out below me, Harlow in full daylight, and somewhere in it were people who had lied to me for eight years. People I had trusted. People I had eaten dinner with and called family. I thought about Evelyn. I thought about the way I had looked at her across the room for eight years like she was the only one who had destroyed my life.

Bass' voice boomed from outside the room, he was definitely standing on the other side of them mirror, and he was cut off by Hayes who did us a favour. "Shut up, Bass. We've known her for years. Girl practically lives here." Hayes scoffed while flipping Bass off through the glass. "Just... what do I even say to you out of all people... don't die." He smiled before we exchanged our last goodbyes and he strolled out of the room. Welp. There goes the only trusty male figure I have close to me. "Hi, sweetheart. You must be Valentina. I'm Sierra Charles! It's nice to meet yo-" the lady began with a bubbly grin while reaching out to shake my hand but she quickly took it back when she saw the cuffs

“After everything we’ve been through? After everything we built together? You want to erase it like it meant nothing?” His jaw tightened. “Trust,” he said, his voice low but firm, “once broken, cannot be repaired. I have been trying to overlook what happened…” He shrugged, “but I can't. It's eating me up.” I felt the sting of those words pierce through me. “But I didn’t break your trust, Shane!” I said desperately. “You didn’t even give me a chance to prove it wasn’t me. You saw pictures, pictures, Shane! And decided to destroy us because of them.”