Novel & Cerita Blind Love Book

My vision blurs at the edges as i feel faint. “Damn it,” I rasp, dragging in shallow breaths,My wolf howls inside my skull, grieving a bond that will never come to life. My legs finally give out and I turn by back to the wall,until I'm sitting on the cold pavement, head spinning, like I just ran. Time passes at a speed I can't care to remember. My trembling hamd reaches into my pocket and pulls out the stolen vial. The liquid glows in the dim light of dusk.

•This is a standalone book (Book 2 of Falling For the Blind Billionaire) The Billionaire Ex-Lover's Revenge By Edna Bruce (a.k.a Yourpsychodreams) Vincenzo Santoro: a poker face man who never listens or understands. He thinks and believes men fail because they listen to women. he believes women are always wrong with reasons like intimidation, fear, aggravation, and with a low point of view and ideas. He never hesitates for a minute before he leaves you startled by your word.

V Old Nana said we are going in the next two hours, I was lying down on my and Liza's bed, and the thought of his Majesty being blind hasn't left my mind, since I eavesdropped on his discussion with the physician. How come his wolf is blind? Was he cursed by the moon goddess? Was that the reason why he always acts cruelly? I guess the moon goddess decided to favor me, I am gonna frustrate his life now that I know that his wolf is blind, he will regret taking me in as his personal slave. "Hey what are you thinking about?" Liza asked and I fake a frown. "What did you mean? Did I look like I am thinking about something?" I asked and she clear her throat....

“Don't be silly. I have done that every night since we got into this relationship, years ago. When will you stop thanking me?” He didn't stop his sweet assault. His thumb grazed my clit, and I bit back a sharp moan. “I'm practically blind because seeing colors doesn't count. But you do this for me every night, even though…” He pressed his lips to mine, cutting me off. I ran my hands up and down his back, committing to memory his muscular toned body, and trying to imagine what he looked like. I hated that I couldn't see him. I hated being blind. Landon didn't stop kissing me, and I didn't pull away either. I wanted this man, every bit of him.

Sean had always been a sweet talker. When I was blind, he would get jealous when others tried to help me. He was extremely possessive. "I was only trying to ask directions." "No. You have me. You don't need any other men. I'll always be by your side." How hypocritical. Yet I still fell for his sweet words for the past two years. At that moment, all I felt was contempt. If he had truly loved me, would he have treated me as a sick joke for two whole years?

Raven gestured to his legs, still covered by the blanket. Gia wanted to throw something at Raven’s face to wipe off his smug, condescending smile. "How could someone blind and paralyzed still be so confident?" she thought. “I still need my privacy, Mr. Lindgren. I can’t possibly—” “What privacy can’t you have here? I’m blind, Gia. I wouldn’t see or enjoy it even if you danced a naked tango in front of me.” Gia blushed furiously. There was no need to bring up the topic of naked tango to highlight his blindness. And just like last night, Gia found herself unable to counter Raven’s absurd demands. His skill in arguing far exceeded hers, possibly one reason he was such a successful

“Just until you get your sight back. Then everything can go back to normal.” “What if he never gets his sight back?” Elara snapped, silencing Cassian. “The doctor said there’s a possibility, not a guarantee.” But this time, I was the one who silenced her. “I’ll marry Elara,” I said firmly, breaking the tension in the room. “Not in a million years,” she shot back instantly, her tone laced with outrage. “I don’t know who you think you are, trying to force me into this,” she spat. “Just because you’re rich, you think that makes you any less disabled? You sit there in your wheelchair, blind and bitter, treating everyone like they’re beneath you—”

Camela shouted, "Don’t listen! Vincent, don’t pay attention to her!" She threw herself against him, holding on tightly to his chest. “Vincent, it’s me. Even if I’m broken…even if some pages are missing…I’m still me. You love me, not a perfect book or a whole thing. Just me.” Her blind eyes looked up, filled with desperation and tears. “Don’t let her take that from me.” The veiled woman’s chains lashed the ground, sending sparks flying. “He holds onto scraps when he could have the full story! Why love a half when the whole is right in front of you?”

he announces and starts the engine, driving away from the library. On the way, everything I see is just a blur of darkness and tiny dots swimming in my vision. I can feel the rumble of Liam’s car beneath me, the leather seat cradling my body as we drive to wherever he is taking me. The music playing in the car is lovely, and the blindfold is soft against my eyes, blocking out the world and leaving me suspended in darkness. But I'm not afraid.

he consumed the rest of the alcohol in his small cup and tossed it aside, “In future, it'll be difficult. After all, no woman would want to marry a blind.” “Avon!” Chief June yelled. “Don't have hope that Kian will be able to see again. Because he will never. Do you remember the time you used magic to forcefully open his eyes?!” Chief June inhaled and closed his eyes, keeping his anger in check. “That's right Chief June,” Just accept the engagement, “That way Kian will have someone reliable to help rule the clan in future.”