Untrustworthy Synonym Novels & Stories

“I said I got a new daddy. I know Anton isn’t my daddy, but he’s my Uncle Hudson’s best friend, and when they were younger, he was going to marry my Mommy, but she didn’t want to marry him. They say it’s adult stuff, but when I was hurt, he lied to the doctors and said I’m his daughter. I’m going to tell him that I lied, but please keep my secret. I don’t want the other kids to keep saying that my daddy left. I know he’s Aurelia’s daddy now, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. It does. It hurts really bad.” “I’m sure Anton will forgive you for lying. I know how hard everything is, and I’m sorry you are hurting.” “My daddy came to the hospital and asked me to tell the truth about w

I still did not trust her, but Michael was too blinded by love to understand. "There is no guarantee the humans will allow the integrated wolf community to hook up with their people. They would not allow it with the treaty, I doubt they will allow it now," I said to him, and he nodded. "I am willing to do anything to be with Ingrid and her son." He said, and I did not know his heart was already sold until that minute. I knew we could not afford to lose him. He knew everything. He would be a dangerous foe. I just had to talk to Marcus and Mason to find a reason, but as much as I loved Michael, we could no longer trust him with our plans.

Thе attack on my warеhousе has disruptеd not only my opеrations but also my standing among thеsе trеachеrous associatеs. Promisеs of dеlivеring funds havе еvaporatеd, and borrowing from supposеd friеnds in thе monеy laundеring businеss has provеn futilе. Thе rеjеction stings, making mе quеstion if thе attack could havе originatеd from somеonе within this circlе of dubious friеndships.

He came to sit right in front of her . "Well....I...wo...wouldn't know.. " Emily stuttered and lowered her eyelashes . "Why are you so trusting ? Huh ? " Micheal squinted his eyes . "What are you so distrusting ? Huh? " She retorted back . "Well you couldn't go on trusting everyone in the world . You'll only die early . " Micheal replied in as - a - matter - of - fact tone . "Well you couldn't go on distrusting everyone in the world . You'll only die early . " She twisted his words back at him.

I can answer that," Lisa replied as she entered from the blindside and sat beside Knox. " In the time of the cleansing when Karistus is at her most brutal, the unworthy seek to form alliances in an attempt to overthrow the enforcers she has by her side. Dahlia managed to prey on Judah's loyalty to the pack, convincing him that Karistus was some sort of false prophet, who managed to brainwash Damon- in the end, Judah truly believed he was doing the right thing for the pack." Knox looked like he would be ill as he leaped to his feet and took off running. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Narelle screamed before getting up to chase after him, leaving Damon and Lisa holding vigil over Judah's b

Say something other than that. “I mean it would be better if you didn’t go finding faults in me everytime, I wish to earn your trust fully.” One step forward, a hundred backwards. I am the biggest liar and imposter in the whole fucking world.

You still hide from us all. "You guys made us like that." ''Wrong! It's your behavior that makes you hated." ''You guys started it. Just because you are friends with the sun you cornered us.'' ''We never cornered you! You yourself are driving yourself into a corner.” "How are we going to trust someone who will stab us in the back at any moment?!" ''You guys are just being too paranoid… In fact you guys started it all.'' ''Wolf! You don't know anything… You're still young.''

If this is true, then we can't trust anyone anymore. Our friends...our closests allies can actually turn out to be our enemies,

I'm not… I can't put my hopes on a man. She'd been jilted twice already and didn't trust her feelings enough to put faith in them. In believing there wasn't a chance for her and Stefan beyond a name on a license, she couldn't get hurt again. It was bad enough she didn't trust him not to desert her, and even harder to deal with a woman who didn't think she had the potential to be worthy of a man's fidelity.

The contact was brief, but it triggered a cascade of rapid-fire diagnostic checks in my neural link—a sudden, unmanageable surge of thoracic pressure, an increase in adrenaline, and a total, absolute silencing of my analytical monologue. "What is the component?" she asked. "Trust," I said. "Not the kind that I can monitor with a security feed, and not the kind that can be verified through a cryptographic handshake. The kind of trust that allows you to walk into a room full of predators, knowing that the man by your side is not your warden, but your equal."