Anime Blindfold Novels & Stories

I try to aim again but he knocks the gun out of my grip and backhands me so hard, I fall back on the bed. Then he's on top of me, straddling my waist and rendering me immobile. This is the worst position to be in a fight because I can't shift. I'm not even sure I could take him if I managed to shift. His hand comes up to my neck and for some reason, that action makes me see red. There's only one man who can strangle me and get away with it. I partially shift and swipe my claws over the man's face. Ripping open his face. That angers him and with a roar, he punches me. Tears fill my eyes as my nose burns from the hit. From my blurry vision, I see him raise his hand again and I'm thinking that

Cael nodded, proud. "It's time for the next phase." He gave a signal, and Jared tossed Aurora a kind of dark leather mask, with thin straps that covered her eyes. She furrowed her brow. "A blindfold?" "To teach you to fight with your senses. To see with smell, to hear with touch. To trust... the bond." She hesitated for a second, but then put on the blindfold. The world went dark. The sound around her intensified. The beating hearts, the wind through the leaves, Cael's breathing.

Date = 25 July The days pass slowly, but uneventfully - no more messages or choices. Place = San Francisco (Inferno) POV - Aria WARNING – Sex scene!!! I am blindfolded. Not in the kinky way, though I won’t have objected. No, this is Enrique’s theatrical kind of blindfold — the silk is so soft it probably has a fancier passport than I do. The elevator beneath my feet hums quietly, rising higher and higher until the quiet ping marks our arrival. I feel his hand tighten around mine.

“Of course I am. You're always ready for a fight or on edge. While I do wish you would relax a bit at the estate, I know you're not going to be able to do it at the drop of a hat.” “That’s an understatement,” I muttered, making sure the blindfold was tight enough. The reason I continued to wear the blindfold wasn’t completely because I was still ashamed of my eyes. This was still there, but I also had gotten used to it. Not having it wrapped around my eyes was going to make me almost feel naked in a sense. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that there was more to it because my eyes… were something I was ashamed of. It was something I preferred no one see.

Her face was red, almost incandescent, and her eyes burned with an inner fire. The driver, understanding without a word, gently pulled the curtain separating him from his boss, refusing to hear what was about to happen. Chantelle continued her movements, trying to calm the fire consuming her body. Her breath became short, irregular. The man reached into his pocket, pulled out a black blindfold, and gently placed it over Chantelle's face. He removed his mask. Collen's gaze was troubled seeing the state Chantelle was in, then he slowly approached, his lips meeting Chantelle's with infinite tenderness.

I perform a front thrust, pushing Death Scythe to her face but Madame Abigail steps to the side and i turn it over making the blade curl behind her and then pull it back fast She bends evading my attack and I root my legs once more to the ground sending Shadow spikes her way, trying to evade my attack she hits her back on the wall of her tavern. She looks behind her back in shock “Don't lose sight of your opponent, woman!” I clinch my fist hard and envelop it with Shadow—Shadow fist increase the power of a normal punch. I punch her hard on the chest breaking the wall behind her as it falls on her. I step back avoiding the debris from falling on me

He raises it over a golden bowl and allows several drops to fall into the bowl with a hiss. “You may sit and receive your mark.” Mr streeter steps to the side to allow Will to make his way over to the tattoo man. He sits bending forward to allow the man access to the back of his neck. The tattoo man picks up the needle and starts his work. All Hunters receive the same mark, two crossed swords encircled by a snake. The ink used is laced with magic which is what gives us our heightened gifts. I watch in interest as the tattoo is completed, will the gift present itself straight away? It differs from hunter to hunter. Some may feel the power awakening in there bodies whilst others take longer to

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

“Aye, upon me life! First, I grabbed her cutting hand and pulled with all my might, then I wrapped both my arms around her waist, pulled up, and she landed behind me shoulder first.” They all grinned at one another. “But my celebration was cut short. The next thing I knew, she had teleported directly in front of me. And then, pressing a small perma-ice box against her lips, she blew metsubushi on my face.” “Oh no!” Aki exclaimed. The metsubushi were eye-closers, a devious weapon that temporarily blinded opponents.

My heart and my thoughts weren’t on the same side anymore. He guided me toward a small alcove draped in velvet “Sit,” he murmured in a low tone. “Just watch. That’s all.” Then his lips curved, almost teasing. “Tell me, Delilah… have you ever heard of the blindfold game?” I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak. “Also calked the ‘Blindfolded Session'. Everyone gets blindfolded and the lights are turned off completely dark. You can fuck whoever you want without knowing who it is.' He grinned mischievously. 'No faces, no names, just raw sex.'”