Anime Blindfold Novels & Stories

His leg plunged into black water. He jerked back immediately, but something had wrapped around his ankle. Pulling. Trying to drag him down. “Don’t look at it!” Miranda shouted. But I already was. I already saw the thing rising from the water. A face that looked almost familiar except for the eyes. Too many eyes. All of them staring and twitching. The world started to tilt. My vision blurred. I felt myself leaning toward the water, toward those eyes, toward… Fabian’s blade flashed. Cut through whatever held Amon’s leg. The thing shrieked and disappeared beneath the surface in a spray of black water.

"My body might be weak, Lucian. I might not be able to shift yet. But my mind belongs to me. My soul hates you. Every single drop of blood in my veins despises what you are." I pushed against his chest with all the strength my trembling arms could muster. "If you want your sight back, you are going to have to drag me to the altar kicking and screaming. You are going to have to force every single piece of this bond because I will never give it to you willingly.” The pain in my abdomen twisted, but I forced it down, letting anger take its place. “You earned your blindness, Lucian. You deserve the dark. And if it's up to me, you will stay blind until the day you rot.”

"So, I have a theory that something malicious happened inside our school that made the blind man that angry... to the point he was ghosting the school." My head suddenly ached, feeling the same spinning sensation before. I saw the blind man lying down the library as I have dreamed of. There was only him who's left inside. There was a gun. Probably mom's gun she left. The blind man's right hand hardly tried to reach the gun. A couple of trials and attempts made, until he successfully reached the gun and held it tight. He was bathing in his own blood, as he tried picking up a book placed on the floor. It was old and big. He tried to sit, hardly moving because of his blood lost.

I pulled back against his hand, reached for the fabric covering my eyes. Strong fingers imprisoned my wrist, stopping me gently but firmly. “No. Not yet. Not for a while, I think.” “What? What do you mean, not for a while?” I jerked my hand free, turned to where I thought he was standing. “I mean that I’ll remove the blindfold when I’m ready to do so. I am not yet ready for you to see me. You have four other senses, Kyrie. Focus on those.” “Are you, like, ugly or disfigured or something?”

I was on the verge of suffocation at that point. When I was all sweaty and on the verge of passing out, Claudia finally released me. I flipped on my back to see a look of confusion on her face. "You don't have any birthmarks?" I was stunned on the inside, but I just plastered a confused look on my face while pretending to be blind. Claudia's expression darkened. She dug out a handkerchief and began wiping her fingers. "You look like an old friend of mine. But clearly, I've gotten the wrong person. You can leave now."

Yumi smiled as she slowly walked toward Wilbur. Wilbur frowned when he saw her walking closer, "Stand there. I don't want to attack a woman. If you play any tricks, then don't blame me for being impolite." "Is that so?" Yumi continued her approach. "Then, what do you plan on doing to me?" Wilbur's face gradually darkened. At that moment, Yumi casually uttered a few words, "Ninja Art, Thousand Illusion Eyes." Suddenly, the space around Wilbur began to distort slightly as if the laws of physics had ceased to exist.

Sebastian said, grinning. "Can this really cover your eyes?" Belinda asked. She waved the blindfold that Sebastian had used previously. When Sebastian saw the blindfold, he couldn't help laughing. Nothing could cover Sebastian's eyes, not even ten layers of cloth. The blindfold was just a piece of black gauze. Belinda had clearly tried it herself, which was why she was asking him now. Anyone with enough skill would be able to see through the flimsy blindfold.

Ami sighed and began her story. Ami had been traveling through unfamiliar territory for days now. She was in a dense spruce forest trying her best to stay undetected from any would be predators. It was forests like these that a being like her was hunted by the shadows of a distant world. She had been careful and yet she knew she was being watched, she had seen their white pupilless eyes watching her, their claws twitching with the need to kill. "Come on Ami, just a little further and they'll lose interest." Ami spoke to herself trying to calm her heartbeat as the shadows weaved in and out of sight. "Their just trying to scare you, they want you to run." She whispered to herself once more as

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

Probably wasn't a no. Burney put his hand on my shoulder, as if reading my thoughts. "Time to cover up," Stan said, handing Burney a strip of cloth and a clean pillow case. He took it, shooting me an apologetic look before stepping behind me. "Ready?" I sucked in a deep breath and nodded, searching one last time for Lillith's face before landing on Aaron's. His blue eyes met mine, piercing me, holding me steady as Burney lowered the red blindfold and knotted it, blanketing my world in darkness.