Trust His Heart Novels & Stories

And for the first time since she met him— He looked scared she might stop believing him completely. Not emotionally. Existentially. “Keisha,” he said quietly, “I need you to trust your own judgment right now.” That sentence should’ve comforted her. Instead it terrified her. Because she no longer knew if her judgment was still fully hers.

“I don’t make you anything. You’ve chosen it. Every heartbeat, every glance, every hesitation—you’ve chosen it. You’re already here.” The words landed like a stone in her chest. She had tried to fight it. Tried to ignore it. Tried to convince herself that this wasn’t real. But it was. Every encounter, every whispered message, every shadowed presence had drawn her in deeper than she wanted to admit. “Trust,” he said, his voice low, almost intimate, “is a dangerous thing. And some people are dangerous enough to bend it to their will.”

“Was that even true? Or you just told me those words because you want me to calm down and move on from these things?” To her, it sounded like a bluff. If there was one thing she learned, it was trusting the people you love. And after all those years, Carden still doesn’t have that one thing she deserved. “Loving requires a big sum of trust, Carden. If you cannot give it to me then I don’t think you can win my heart back,” she uttered in an obvious dismayed voice and removed his hands from her shoulders, and stood a step back.

Henry inquired. “She would be fine in no time. I believe in my mu… ma'am. ” Celine stutters. She finds hiding her relationship with Bianca tougher. Celine heaved a sigh, she rests in the back seat. She finds it hard to trust after Lucas's betrayal but she has no choice but to give trust another trial, she puts the gun on her lap. Henry's vehicle arrived in a deserted area. “Why did the car stop moving?” Celine jolts from her resting position, and she stretches her gun to Henry.

the pain in her beautiful green eyes I felt in my soul. ‘Remember no one can know, but if there’s one person you can trust above anyone is your mate, he’s the keeper of your heart, the half of your soul, the keeper of your secrets. He’s your ultimate fate mate, trust him he won’t let you down this time. You and he complete each other in ways you don’t even know yet, in time you will realize what I say is true’ she says before disappearing through the portal. Trust Tristen yeah right, what if she is telling the truth…

All his help in saving me, my son and still trying to fight and keep me away from the one wolf my body has only reacted to in any way for a long time. We stood there with my eyes fixed on the floor “so I should still wait for an answer?” His voice sounded a little unsure. I could hear his thoughts and it wasn’t his fault. I wish he had someone else who wasn't so messed up like I was. Someone like Rose who hasn’t had her heart shattered and could still trust fully with it. “I promise to give you an answer” I let out with a smile and I made one to myself that I was going to learn to trust and follow Tristan in any way I could.

"When I say that we are in this shit together, when I tell you that we will put an end to all this madness, and when I promise that I will stand by you till the end of the world, I am never bluffing. It just hurts to know that you don't trust me, B!" Who said he was bluffing? Why does a small issue, such as understanding that he needed to be with his mother, that he needed to take care of his mother, that his mother needed him more than I did, or that he had too much on his plate, become a mountain? And trust? Who said I don't trust him? I have entrusted the most golden yet fragile part of me to him-my heart. In as much as it is risky, I still would choose to give him my heart over and over

Do you need backup? I stared at the message for a long moment before typing back: *Situation stable. Will update tomorrow.* It was true enough, though it didn't capture the emotional complexity of what was actually happening. How could I explain that I was sitting vigil beside the man who'd rejected me, listening to him sleep and wondering if I was brave enough—or stupid enough—to risk my heart on someone who'd already broken it once? *"Trust is earned through actions, not words."*

he said, stroking my hair. “I…I don't know if I can trust him…,” “Then there is no love without trust. He already bares his heart to you. You should do the same, tell him how you felt,” “Alaric and I…,” “If you don't want to get back with him it is fine he deserves it, do what makes you happy and listen to your heart. But I have seen him, he looks sincere. I don't like him but I am ready to be tolerate with him,”

Wilson…My Wilson All the thoughts running through my head halted at that moment. I dare say all my sadness and anger also vanished Everywhere blurred, everyone vanished but I could distinctively hear the singing crew sing ‘Young and beautiful’ ‘Dear Lord when I get to heaven, would you let me bring my man? When he comes tell him that you'll let him in……father tell me if you can…..’ That also faded into the background as I panicked turned to look at Wilson His eyes were red, puffy, sad, elated, hopeful….His eyes were a lot of things