Blind Assassin By Margaret Atwood Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Come on, we’ve got to get you cleaned up.” It felt unbelievable good to have a shower. To feel the cold water running along my back, down my butt and even over my aching legs. I almost cried. I was robbed of so many things being locked in that hellhole. Thomas didn’t know, but I wasn’t able to make out every colour, most things seemed a blur, others were fragments or black and white. It’s said that after a while many things lost function of certain organs when they weren’t in use. Most fishes in the darkness couldn’t see, maybe I was slowly going blind, having seen nothing but complete darkness for longer than I cared to remember.

No harm will come to them as long as I draw breath. Stepping outside, I pause to let my eyes adjust to the darkness of a new moon. The forest surrounding our den bears no intruder, yet I can sense hidden eyes tracking my every movement. My wolf snarls a warning, fangs bared against an enemy I cannot see. A branch snaps behind me. I whirl around, but my attacker is swift. A needle pierces my neck and my vision starts to dim, the world tilting at a sickening angle as a burning venom races through my veins.

Surprisingly, I hear the roar of some large predator as well as the screams of the hunters and scientists he’s killing. I feel the last needle slowly being pulled out of my body. “This. One. Is. The. Largest.” Sunshine says in staccato fashion as she pulls and pushes on the needle, slowly moving it out of my body. Just as it hits the floor, I smell him. Oliver. “What the fuck are you doing?” he yells, and I scream. He won’t get to my Sunshine. “Father!” Father? I feel like my world is crashing down around me, or maybe it really is the walls of this place that come crashing down. I stretch out my wings, swinging my head, trying to get the cover off of it.

Amber said to him in a tone she didn’t recognize as her own. She didn’t wait to see his reaction. Hoped she’d fucking hurt him as she pulled the hood down over her head. Instantly, she felt suffocated, plunged into a deep darkness. She couldn’t breathe! This was how it all fucking ended, not with a bullet, but in this suffocating darkness… Chapter 41

The assassin fought just as dirty as Amira, poking her in the eyes when she let her guard down, aiming for his groin again. “Ugh.” With her sight momentarily gone, the assassin managed to slice the side of her ribs. She’d dodged his attack using her hearing. Although her sight was gone, she’d trained blindfolded and with earplugs in. That didn’t mean she was invincible, though.

Ashton’s POV The moment I pulled the blindfold over my eyes, my world dissolved into darkness. Every sound became amplified—the hum of the engine, the faint rustle of his jacket as he shifted beside me. My heart raced, but I forced myself to breathe deeply, counting each inhale and exhale like it was the only thing tethering me to sanity.

Rowan Ambrose. My heart pounded in my chest as we rushed through the darkened corridors of Elliot’s hideout. The stench of blood and fear hung heavily in the air, making it almost suffocating. We brought the best warriors with us, but they did nothing because Adrian turned into his beast form and single-handedly killed every single wolf standing with Elliot all alone, he needed none of us. He ripped Elliot’s heart out and head off brutally.

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

The forest is still. The Weaver's needle protrudes from my palm, venom coursing toward my heart. She watches from the shadows, smiling. *"You'll beg for me soon. When the venom takes your mind."* Eden crawls to me, his hands trembling. "What did you *do*?" The world blurs. The blizzard returns. The game never ends. It *bleeds*.

The walls howled with echoes. Eli shouted something, I didn’t hear it clearly. The haze, the chaos, the lightning, all melted into crimson and ash. One assassin leapt, firing a curved clawed chain. It sank into my shoulder again, but I used the pull to spin, dragging him close enough to crush his throat with my hand. Then... A sound that froze me. Eli’s yell and cry. I spun. And saw it.