Novel & Cerita Blind Play Manhua

The little one put his arms on her shoulder and rested his head on her shoulder, he seemed pretty exhausted. She walked with a small smile on her face. At least she had someone now. So what if she is blind and he is mute? She will still take care of him and protect him as well as train him in martial arts. On the other hand, Sina sighed and looked out of the window with a smile on her face once she received the message from the spiritual Eagle. "This boy..." She shook her head and continued to smile. "Be happy, little one."

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Confusion bubbled, anger simmered as I flipped the pages. Such delicious darkness, I think I'll enjoy tearing it from you, piece by fragile piece. Was he...Was he saying the quotes from the book earlier? I snapped my head at him, but he was already looking at me. He was looking at me. This blind man was looking at me. His piercing eyes lit up amused, sinfully crafted lips curved, and I noticed, under the dim light and amidst the panic attack I was about to have. He had a dimple.

I stood in front of my mother, backing toward the bed step by step. Staring at the widening crack in the doorway, sweat covered my forehead as I felt completely helpless without any weapon. Then the door was violently forced open, with the bottom of the wardrobe making a terrible screeching sound like metal on train tracks. A pair of dirty boots stepped into the room. "Did you think blocking the door would save you? I don't have the patience for games." The man smiled crookedly, his disgusting gaze scanning the room. I froze in place, staring at the gleaming knife in his hand, its cold light reflecting off his filthy knuckles.

I pushed hard against whatever was on top of me. “Callie? So you’re awake?” A smug growl came from nearby. “Callie?” I asked, confused, forcing my body to sit up. “Why are the lights off?” A silence fell over the room before a mocking laugh exploded, filling the foul-smelling space. “That’s a good one—you’re blind, remember?” The man’s voice vibrated with mockery as he grabbed my elbow tightly. “I missed you, my little fiancée.” Something deep in my chest growled defensively. I felt the flesh of my hands tear as claws extended naturally. I swiped at what I assumed was his face, slicing through his skin. The metallic scent of blood filled the air.

"Next time you come back with my two angels, I am waiting for them." Mulan said in a cute granny voice. The woman has personality, she must be a gangster in her youth because it shows in her behaviour. She is carefree, strong and intelligent. Her words tell that she gives importance to only a few things and I liked that. She is blind by birth but there is no harm in saying that she is more aware of her surroundings than any human with eyes around her. It's my first time staying with a blind person and I never thought that it would be this much interesting.

He swung his hand impatiently and approached me. "What do you want?" I asked, and the man chuckled. "I knew you were pretending to be blind for money, but it's alright. All I care about is having a good time. Come to me, baby. I'll show you heaven…" I wasn't expecting him to see through my act that swiftly, but more surprisingly, this client was an infamous one in this line of work. He claimed no woman could escape his claws. My colleagues were all blind, and they couldn't fight back. The rooms' soundproofing system was, unfortunately, incredible, so screams couldn't be heard.

He reached out his hand, and I took it. His hand was rough and heavily calloused, unlike any I had ever held. This was the hand of a worker, an assassin, and a man who saw through every lie. Walking out of the gray building, I could feel the sun hit my face. I lifted my head, my eyes closed, as the sun shone over my face. A gust of wind blew in from the harbor, smelling of brine and, lastly, liberty.

Three men burst into the room, dressed in black from head to toe, their silhouettes standing out like menacing shadows in the dim light. One of them, more imposing than the others, stood straight as a blade. He wore a black mask that revealed only his eyes—cold, implacable. Raphina, half-lying on the bed, jumped at the noise. His heart began to race, his brain unable to process what was happening. He didn't even have time to open his mouth before one of the men lunged at him.

She urges but Egg stood still. "Don, we have a witness." Bonnie's ears perked, her breath hitching. "Fuck" "Help, please." The man laying on the floor pleaded but as soon as the words left his mouth, a gunshot echoed through Bonnie's ears and she jumped. She stood frozen as she heard a voice say softly, "Grab her." "W-what? No, please, please, please. I promise, I didn't see anything. See? I-I have a guide dog. I'm blind." Bonnie cried as she backed away from the footsteps approaching her.