Blind Side Book Sci Fi Novels & Stories

There are days when I wonder what the world around me looks like, what the prey I eat looks like, I even wonder what my mate looks like but I'll never ask because I know that although I am blind and most likely odd looking I will never stand alone. For I am blinded but not deaf, I am blinded but not alone, I am blinded and I will always have a place within this world.

Her blue veins twitch against her jaw. I do not drop the weapons. I hold the Starfall Blades higher. The Stellar Meteorite Steel catches the blue spotlights of the Hall of No Light. The blades are cold. They feel heavy and perfect in my right hand. "You should not speak to my friend like that," Eliora says. Eliora steps up right beside my shoulder. Her boots snap hard against the black marble floor. Leif does not move. He just shifts his weight. His massive frame blocks the exit to the main gallery.

As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings. But don’t worry—there are still stories I’m excited to share! If you enjoyed Blinded Dreams, I encourage you to check out the prequel, Dreams Come True. It tells the beautiful and unique love story of Sabrina and Travis, where Sabrina first sees Travis in her dreams. Their journey is heartwarming and full of surprises, and I’m sure you’ll love it as much as I loved writing it. Additionally, if you’re into fantasy, my bestselling novel Third Chance Mate is something you won’t want to miss. It’s a world of adventure and magic, and it holds a special place in my heart.

“There’s this fog I keep seeing. Not real fog—like, in my mind. It appears... then vanishes. But that day, it—God—it was like it possessed the boy, turned him into that thing. And then—” “Relax, son.” Alpha Brian’s voice was gentler now. He moved toward me, resting a grounding hand on my shoulder. “Slow down. Start from the beginning.” Before I could speak again, the room shifted. The door creaked. A woman walked in, guided by Jim. Her presence hit me harder than any Alpha's. Ancient. Solid. Untamed. She was blind, but every step she took seemed deliberate—predatory. Her silver hair was pulled back in a thick braid.

he says, his tone like a lullaby dipped in venom, “if you’d finally break… if I took your eyes.” My breath lodges in my throat. My entire body stiffens. My eyes? No. No, not that. The thought alone makes bile rise in my mouth. I can survive silence. I can survive pain. But blindness—forced darkness—after everything I’ve endured in the void, it would be a death worse than death.

Lights that brightened and dimmed in patterns I couldn't understand. My skin felt strange, hypersensitive to every current in the fluid around me. I realized with distant horror that I was naked, my body completely exposed and vulnerable. But the drugs coursing through the liquid made it impossible to feel the panic that should have come with that knowledge. The visions came in fragments during my brief moments of clarity. Blake's face pressed against the glass, studying me like a specimen in a jar. His lips moving as he spoke to someone I couldn't see, his expression mixing scientific curiosity with something darker.

Sienna adjusted the collar of her blouse as she stood in front of the small group of women seated in folding chairs. A banner hung behind her, the freshly printed letters reading: Lucia Foundation – Hope Beyond the Shadows. Natalia stood off to the side, clipboard in hand, giving her an encouraging nod. “You’ve got this,” Natalia whispered. Sienna smiled, then took a breath and stepped forward. “Thank you all for coming today. I know how hard it can be to walk into a room like this. I’ve been where you are. Caught in a world that told me silence was survival.”

Something seemed amiss. I blinked twice, then again, slowly. The pain in the back of my eyes burned, yet it was subdued—muted. The world wasn't black. It was something else. Liquid light nudged the edges of my vision, like the first hint of day through mist. "Elara?" There came a voice through the mist. Filling. Warm. I shifted my head slightly, and the motion had the sensation of pulling my skull through sandpaper. "Elara, do you hear me?" The voice came closer—Dr. Knox.

Ace asked and Phoebe placed her fingers under her chin like she was in a deep thought. "24" Phoebe chose some random numbers. "Give me a book," Ace said, and Phoebe gave it _ to him; immediately, it was right on Ace's hand; he caressed the book like he was trying to check whether it was a book Phoebe gave him. Ace placed it on the table in front of him. "I am blind, so my calculations might go past the lines, " Ace said and started solving the mathematics; though he was blind, his calculations in the book weren't as rough as she expected them to be.