Blank The Series Fanfiction Novels & Stories

If he had truly loved me, would he have treated me as a sick joke for two whole years? Sean buried his face in my neck. "Rachel, I've picked out our house. I got them to install bars for the blind, too. Once we get married, let's move in." I looked at the red marks on his neck. I nodded mischievously and said, "Sure, we'll get married and move in soon." Sean was elated. He hugged me tighter, repeatedly murmuring, "I love you, honey." I lied to him. I had already handed in my application to return to the research team. I will completely vanish from Sean's life in less than three days.

I couldn’t argue. A few minutes later, the cabin quieted down again. Serina was gone. Only Randall’s aunt and I remained, with the crackling fire. I sat still, my hand rubbing the bruise on my arm. Then I saw the shirt again—neatly stitched, as if there had never been blood. Never been violence. But I remembered. And I knew… this wasn’t over. Ryder Black, with all his fury and schemes, was playing a bigger game. But tonight, I knew one thing: in this war, it wasn’t just bodies that would bleed.

“I just want you to let me go.” “Blanca, I understand why you want to leave. I don’t blame you one bit,” I tell her. Her dark eyes widen. “You don’t?” “No, of course not. Clearly, something fucked up is happening here, and no one in this castle wants to help us figure it out.” I drag a hand through my hair. “It’s exasperating.” “Mr. Blake wants to help,” she blurts out. “I can mind-link with him.”

"What happened one year ago, Blind?" "You don't deserve to know, Rongue!" "Bastard!" Bastian howled as the moonlight hit his skin. Instantly, he was a complete shifter. His eyes blazed red as he stared hungrily at Sicily's body. The woman smiled mysteriously; she still wanted to smell another scent emerge. However, it was obvious that the scent had not yet dared to reveal itself. "Are you worthy to fight me, Rongue? Summon the others to satisfy me!"

For a second, I think maybe I’ve stopped existing altogether, but then it all fades into black again. When my eyes open, my fingers stretch on their own and I feel damp grass under my palms, soft and cool. I just lie there, breathing in the fresh scent, staring at the sky. But it’s not the sky I know. Its color isn’t blue at all, it’s yellow, almost glowing. The same way I used to picture it when I was a pup, when I’d close my eyes and imagine the world painted brighter, stranger, magical.

Nick and Chuck were friends from high school now studying in the same university. After talking and spending time with each other they have become good friends in just one month. They get to know that Gary is great at basketball, so they asked him to join the team hoping this year they will win over the business management team. As Gary loved basketball, he joined the team with just one trial. he showed everyone his basketball skill, which made him a star player on the team. Girls were drooling and cheering for him. Nick was enjoying the spotlight with Gary. Chuck likes to keep things cool so he doesn’t care about being popular. Gary was becoming popular on the IT campus but he doesn’t like

Those weren’t in her future, nor was a partner. She looked at him sadly, saying, “I guess things between us won’t work out.” Melnais stood up and he looked down at her. “Was there anything between us? It was more unrequited, wouldn’t you say?” * Melnais showed up at Mayom’s home, and it was strange. He knocked on the door and he was sure that Mayom knew he was here. He walked up to a tree near the door and stepped into its shadow. He merged with the darkness and travelled into Mayom’s home through the shadows.

"Gabrielle taking charge like that was so freaking hot... I'll gladly bend over for her without her even asking" April grimaced, rolling her eyes. "Spare me your foolish fantasy, tell me what I need to know. Blake has been missing for way too long". Blair waved her words off dismissively. "Stop your fussing, we both know he is still breathing. Damn, what I'd give to be in his position right now, having Gabrielle's attention all to my freaking self" she said, then made eye contact with an annoyed April. "Fine, you're always so cranky, you need to find an unhealthy obsession from time to time, so you can chill".

Blakely’s POV His face is getting closer, and I’m also close to pushing him away and revealing that I remember everything now. That I remember who’s the evil one here. That I remember that the story he told me wasn’t a tragic fairytale, but a terrible lie created by a mischievous liar. I could easily push him away and burst his bubbles. I could easily ruin his plans and make him pay for all he did, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t push him away as he moves his face closer to kiss me. I couldn’t ruin all his plans because I haven’t seen my baby. I need to see Blair. I need to make sure that she’s safe.

My reasoning is because I was focusing on finishing off high school, had to deal with graduation and family matters, and most of all I was unmotivated and I have been. Yes, I know it sounds like an excuse but I'd rather write Blinded when I'm motivated rather than write crappy chapters that I don't enjoy writing. So for the month of June, I'm going to take a break from writing, find some sort of motivation, and overall figure out what direction I want Blinded to go. So for right now, it is a goodbye unit next month. Sorry for the delay. -L.N.F