Blind Maiden Novels & Stories

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!

The pain of betrayal flickered behind her eyes. "What...?" Belinda's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "My twin? She is my twin?" "No!" Countess Brighton snapped, tears gathering in her eyes. "She is a curse. She isn't your twin. She is a trash I accidentally polluted my womb with." "M-Mom! You abandoned my sister?" Belinda choked on her breath. "She is not your sister!" She shrieked. "I paid that maid to kill her. She is dead. That trash, that curse, is dead."

After chatting with Sinclair for a while, the wind picked up again with the appearance of white smoke wrapping around the goddess's body. The moment the wind died down the moon Gooddes' body disappeared. Sinclair smiled, her heart warming as she remembered the beautiful face of her saviour. 'Although you are a blind silver wolf, but your beauty I dare not touch, Alpha Sicilian.' Sinclair stood staring at the thin haze that was beginning to disappear, her lips forming a beautiful curved line. Then her feet left that place and headed towards the Silver Castle as instructed by the goddess. Her steps were steady towards the castle. Sinclair continued to run through the dark heterogeneous forest

"If you dare to say a word to anyone, I'll kill you and your whole family but if you help me and be quiet, I'll give you lots of golds. So, be a good girl and help me." That maid also got afraid and nodded her head. Lady Blaine was from a powerful aristocrat family and future queen whereas she was just a lowly maid. That was only not the reason she decided to help the lady. She was attracted by the word golds. If she got gold, she wouldn't have to work for the rest of her life. Humans are after all greedy creatures. After lady Blaine finished threatening the maid, she went and stood beside the king. She drank the juice enough to make her faint and create a big scene.

But sometimes, I do think that things are better this way. “Hand me my cloak,” I said, reaching out my hand. “Princess,” Weston whined. “Go without your cloak so they can see your immaculate beauty! You should show them that you’re the most beautiful princess in this castle.” I shook my head. “No,” I stubbornly said. “I’ll go without it. You know I never go out of this place without my cloak.” He sighed once again. “Understood, princess.” *** The Blind Princess of Belmont—everybody has heard rumors about this mysterious woman, but nobody outside of the castle has ever seen her existence.

The archer roared madly, shivering all over his body. In an instant, he could not see anymore. His eyes were full of black worms; This kind of worm was what Alex had found when they were hunting the black blind bone demon that looked a lot like some kind of poison. However, their most important function was to cause blindness. The Mysterious Maiden of Nine Heavens had no honorable cultivation as a goddess and did not speak of martial virtue when she faced her enemy.

“Riven.” A few minutes pass. The door opens quietly. My assistant steps in—tall, silent, face blank as stone. Exactly what I pay him for. I don’t sit up. I speak to the ceiling. “There’s a blind girl. Southern pens. Location sent. Go get her. Two million. Bring her here. Intact. Quiet. No witnesses.” Riven nods once. “Yes, my lord.” He turns to leave. The servants’ door opens. A maid glides in with a silver tray: roasted venison, dark bread, infernal wine, blood-red fruit. She sets it beside the bed, eyes down, hands steady now—trained not to tremble in front of me anymore.

They all came rushing towards her, she smirked internally, who did they thought she was, she brought out the dagger from her pocket and threw it to the nearest man she saw, she smiled internally because it was poisoned it didn't take a while for the poison to start showing it effects. Her dark eyes became more darker and they glistened they were all surprised, she gave flying kicks to them all, she yanked them away and a few more minutes they were all rolling on the ground helplessly, the old man was of course surprised, who was this lady he tampered with? millions of thought came running into his mind. Maddison looked at him, and he looked at her back, he didn't believe he could ever do it

she said. Without hesitation, Belinda raised the dagger and sliced it across her left palm. The blade bit deep into her skin, and blood began to flow. Martina watched in a mixture of horror and fascination as Belinda repeated the motion on her own left palm. The sisters’ eyes met, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, Belinda reached out and pressed her bloody palm against Martina’s. The two sisters stood there, their palms touching, as Belinda began to mumble words in a language that sounded ancient and forbidden.

The small little pill left to disappear and roll through a crack in the floorboards. “This is your chance to finally air out every conviction you and Johan ever thought of. So, surely you suspect I did more.” She walked toward the hearth, making the firelight play across her face—shadow and gold, shadow and gold—as if the flames delighted in painting her half saint, then half demon. “Because I have.” Belinda’s gaze drifted to the hearth.