Résultats pour "Trust" dans Roman et littérature

Trust. It's not really my thing. I can count the people I trust on one hand. On one finger, in fact. So what happens if that one person betrays me?

When the guns fall silent on April 19, 1775, Whitley Endicott is elbows deep in blood. Haunted by the ghosts of those who died for the cause, the young surgeon is determined to save lives and free the spirits of the dead. The only obstacle: she isn't a man. Men's clothes conceal her gender but can't hide her skills, which earn her a place of trust at Fort Ticonderoga as the American Revolution unfolds. Officers and soldiers alike recognize her innate sense of honor, entrusting her with their lives—and their secrets.

Set against the breathtaking yet rugged peaks of Colorado’s mountain ranges, a setting that adds a unique dimension to the story, Where Mountains Meet follows seventeen-year-old Emma Mitchell after a devastating car accident shatters her world. With physical and emotional scars, Emma moves to a close-knit mountain community to start over, where she forges an unexpected bond with Jake Harrison, a courageous teen mountain rescue volunteer. As they navigate grief, fear, and the challenges of wilderness survival, Emma and Jake discover that trust and love can grow even in the most broken places.

Memphis "M" Engel is stubborn to a fault, graced with an almost absurd knowledge of long-lost languages and cultures, and a heck of an opponent in a fight. In short: She's awesome. Ashwin “Ash” Sood is a little too posh for M's tastes, a little too good-looking, and has way too many secrets. He desperately wants the ancient map M inherited from her archaeologist father, believing it will lead him to a relic with the power to destroy the world. M obviously can't trust him.

Don't you trust me? I mean, look at me. Blond, blue eyed, the very image of innocence. Pretty enough, if you care about that kind of thing. I don't. But would a normal person switch identities with some wet mess of a girl at the airport just to get her to stop bawling about being separated from her loser boyfriend and sent to live with some distant relatives? Nope, she wouldn't. Yet I did. I'm not as normal as you think. And you'll just have to trust me.

He was supposed to be my escape for the weekend. I wasn’t supposed to fall for him. I want to be a good daughter, but I’m tired of being looked over. So when I run into Jet Miller, the bad boy with a motorcycle, I pay him to take me away for the weekend. Two days of freedom quickly change into something more, and I find myself falling for Jet. Only, he doesn’t know that once our 48 hour escape is over, I’m gone. And I don’t know how to tell him. Some rules are meant to be broken.

Oh. No. This can't be happening. Me and Sean Reed? Trust Partners for the entire counselors-in-training program? Sean may have deep blue eyes that make my heart flutter whenever he looks at me, but he's always been a troublemaker. Being thrown together all summer? That is so not going to work. Even if he does have a really, really nice smile. Trust me on this.