Belinda Blinked Novels & Stories

I wasn’t taking any chances. “I’m blind, dear. I can’t see whatever it is you are trying to hide, and heavens be damned if you think I will let you out of my sight for a split second. If you have every intention to take a shower, you better get to it right now,” I replied, and Vesta sighed in defeat.

Blenda blinked her eyes twice and finally said, "Let's sit down. I'll open up to you…”

*Julia* Julia blinked once, slowly, waiting for her eyes to correct the picture before her. Waiting for the very room to correct itself. Because, otherwise, it just didn’t make sense. Because Belinda was supposed to be alone. Supposed to be waiting. For me. Belinda laughed again, quiet and effortless, as if the room had never been anything but warm. Cup lifting for another sip. Steam curling up from the teacups and vanishing, delicate as lies.

Water splashed everywhere, and Freda's eyes widened in dismay. "What! I just cleaned this place," Belinda said, her voice feigning innocence. "Oops, seems like you'll have to clean it again then." "Freda's hands trembled as she clenched the brush, her breath shallow, eyes burning." But she knew she couldn't, not yet. She took a deep breath and stammered, "I... I'll clean it again."

Ditto glanced at Belinda for the umpteenth time since the drive to her home had started. He did not know why he just could not resist the urge to look at her every now and then. "Why do you keep staring at me?" Belinda questioned with a small frown on her face. "I am not staring. Was only glancing." Ditto replied and returned his attention to driving. "Like there's a huge difference." Belinda rolled her eyes. "Just asking though. What did you decide upon?" Ditto asked.

Dragged by Aria, Belle emerged from the front room. Her sudden appearance caught both Leone and Stella off guard. Stella’s furious sneer, sparked by Gia’s earlier insult, gradually faded into a frown. Belle walked timidly, frequently glancing at Leone. She seemed to be second-guessing her decision—whether or not to expose Leone’s schemes. “Just remember my promise,” Aria whispered in Belle’s ear. Belle, exactly knowing who Aria worked for, regained her composure.

Cedric dismissed her, saying, "Don't worry about her. Her temper is getting worse." However, Celine ignored his words and walked into my room, finally dropping her act. She leaned in close and whispered, "Your other eye is going to be blind too, isn't it? Well, guess what? I was never blind. I just needed an excuse to stay here, but can you believe Cedric actually said he'd give me your cornea?" Suddenly, Celine shoved me, and I fell hard onto the floor. "No!" I cried out. The wound that had just begun to scab over instantly bled through the bandages.

His tone was soft, accompanied by a faint smile. "Miss," he said calmly, "if you don't want your mouth anymore, you might consider donating it. Be careful—words can bring trouble upon you. "Also, you're disturbing our meal. Do you need us to have someone escort you out?" For a brief moment, Belinda felt a chill run down her spine. The man was smiling—but it never reached his eyes. Instead, there was only an eerie, emotionless coldness that sent a shiver through her. Her curses died in her throat before she even realized it.

Her eyes were twinkling along with a devilish grin, she handed Jeremy a pink silk blindfold, her voice commanding and flirtatious, "Get your clothes off, cowboy. Put this on, lie down, and get ready for the ride of your life." Her voice was a mix of promise and challenge, and Jeremy couldn't resist the temptation.The room was filled with tension and anticipation as Jeremy complied, his heart pounding in his chest. The silk blindfold cooled his skin, plunging him into a world of darkness and heightening his other senses.The cabin was filled with a charged silence, the only sounds being Alexandra's soft movements. The tantalizing promise of what was to come filled the room. He could hear Alexa