Blind Maiden Novels & Stories

she spun around on her heels to face him. Bida's face turned to a mask of surprise as she realized that Samael was gone and she was no longer holding his clothes. She turned and stared hard down the empty road that lead to her sleepy little village before bolting past the hole were the stump had been to the corner of her quaint cabin and then past it into the field were her only cow grazed peacefully undisturbed by anyone. She stopped and surveyed her land straining her eyes towards the woods at the edge of her property, but nowhere was there any sign that anyone had been with her only moments before. Slowly she walked back to where the tree stump should have been and saw instead of the stum

she replied, keeping her voice low—most probably because she couldn’t speak boldly, knowing she was sold to someone who might kill her on a mere suspicion of betrayal. “Good. I don’t know about the other men he might make you meet. It’s all on you. And trust me, he will kill you if he gets even a hint that you’re blind. So never—not even by accident—let anyone find out the truth behind these beautiful eyes. You understand?” he growled, grabbing her chin harshly. “Y…Yes, Sir,” she stuttered, her tears threatening to flow. But she was strong enough to hold them back.

This has got to be a really big surprise for her to blindfold me, let's wait and see then, I thought. I heard her footsteps as she walked towards me, and I couldn't keep my curiosity at bay, so I hurriedly wanted to take the blindfold off, but she was quick to stop me. She sat on my legs and seductively whispered to me, "Don't rush, baby. I'm all yours tonight", And I swear at that moment, I was ready to take in all of her body and shape and get down to business. But I held myself.

He wasn’t there. The bond… gone. It didn’t snap. It disappeared. Like someone had reached into my chest and ripped out the air itself. The silence hit harder than any command ever could. His eyes were still open, unfocused, gold fading into dull green. My claws retracted, hands trembling as I touched his cheek. It was still warm. “No,” I whispered. “No, no, no—”

Author's pov The darkness inside the castle was complete, swallowing everything in its path. The only sound breaking the stillness was the soft hum of classical music drifting from a nearby speaker, its melancholic notes echoing in the otherwise empty room, like a forgotten memory. Suddenly, the silence was broken by a knock on the door. Belinda's eyes snapped open. She had been reclining on the sofa, lost in the music, but now her gaze turned icy, her sharp, snake-like eyes narrowing as she stared through the window, her attention drawn to the vast, inky blackness of the forest beyond.

Lysander led them toward a stone basin at the center of the room. "This is where we speak truth," he said quietly. "Where no lie can pass the lips of those who stand inside the Accord." Matthew eyed the basin. "Magic lie detector?" "In essence." Charlie exhaled. "Okay. Let's get this over with. What's hunting me?" Lysander placed both hands on the edge of the basin. "A Hollowed." Matthew stiffened. "Impossible." Charlie raised an eyebrow. "Gonna need more than a scary capital letter."

Avery stared at Damien; her breath completely hitched in her throat. Was that really an accident? He had aimed the cane with the precision of a sniper. There was no hesitation, no searching sweep of the cane. He had struck the exact millimetre of Elaine's heel needed to off-balance her, right at the exact second Elaine had pinched her. But as she looked at him, Damien simply turned his blind gaze back to her, holding out his arm. His expression was completely blank, the picture of innocent helplessness. No, Avery thought, trying to calm her frantic mind. He’s blind. It had to be a coincidence. He couldn't have seen what she did to me.

Madison pleaded. "Your daughter is a beauty, Mr Robert.” He tried to kiss Ria on her lips but she avoided him which was surprising to him. "Can your blind daughter see me?" He chuckled at his own question. How can a blind girl see him? “She can't but..she can only feel..things around her.” Mr Nathan replied shakily. "What's her name?!" The leader demanded. “R..I..A. Her name is Ria.” Mr Nathan answered.

"But Yan—when you find her, don't try to save her. Don't try to understand her. Just... witness her. That's all any of us need. To be seen, one last time, as we really are." She turned. Tapped her way to the door. Stopped. "And check your eyes again tomorrow. Not because they’ll be gray. Because they’ll be brown. Because you need to remember that brown is yours." She left. I stood in the restroom. Alone. The broken mirror showed me three reflections, fractured, mismatched. All brown. All me. For now. I opened my notebook. Wrote: *Margaret. Y-0. The first. The blind see more.*

Which makes the wind blow in an eerie way, and the voice to be in outmost amusement for the sin that is being cultured from this world and book is growing rapidly and powerful unlike the other worlds and books where. “You may have your eyes set towards the Maiden, but I swear that you will end up to me and will be mine alone, Kyle.” The promise and desire of a little girl that was blinded with the sin of greed and lust that her entire life is set for her to do and take. Hiding from a tree and concealed with a spell that no young girl like her shouldn’t be doing nor could ever do. Her eyes dim as her anger and hate towards the Maiden grows. All from her jealous heart and desire that shouldn’t