Blind Side Kandi Steiner Novels & Stories

She couldn’t see anything. “Is it true your real name is Alessa McCain?” One of them shouted. “Are you and Kyle Danny in a relationship?” Someone else asked. “Were you really pregnant?” “Is Kyle Danny’s marriage fake?” “Are you Madison Kelly’s assistant, not the owner of PHAT but just a mere worker?” “Did Frank Danny hurt you?” The questions kept going.

Though the greater good would call for the death of one to save all. When I've finished up, my does bounce on something weird sitting outside the door. Bending, I feel two obstacles both slender. Confused, I pulled my blind fold away, being sure to glance both ways of the isles to ensure no one saw me. But when my eyes landed on the offensive objects, my heart skittered to a halt. Shoes. A pair of sliver two inched heels sat before me. My hands shook with anxiety as I took them up. What game was Hades playing at?

Before he hung up, he asked, “Anyway, before I go… Have you ever heard if Brendan Brighthall has a girlfriend or something who’s also blind?” The woman on the other side sounded downright stupefied. “Blind? Blake Dunn, do you think this is funny?” “I’m not being funny, Lily! It’s a blind woman whose face also seemed kinda scarred or injured. I mean, she had bandages behind her mask. Does a girlfriend like that ever exist?”

She stood up to leave. "Where are you going?". Liam asked. "To say hi to Isadora and her mother".He said and walked away and they stared after him. "Is Kevin into that blind girl?". Ericka asked. "Yes, they have been seeing each other lately".Liam said. "Wow! This is unbelievable, why did Kevin choose to go out with a blind girl? He is so shallow".She said irritatingly and sipped from her drink. Kevin was having a chat with Isadora and the rest.

It was a photo so raw, so exposing, it could end a werewolf’s social standing in less than five seconds. It was Khalani, completely bare, taken from a horrific angle. The verification checkmark next to her name gleamed in the corner of the screen. Her official title sat right below it: Westview Governor. I scrolled down to the caption. “I heard someone wanted to make a scandal out of my private life,” the text read. I read the next line out loud to the empty room. “Then why don’t we start by admiring the manhood of Blue-Claw Pack’s finest brother?”

“Did you hear that? Please tell me you all heard that.” “This... this blind bitch is the one who made us? Do you know how ridiculous you sound right now? Midnight Bloom is one of the biggest publishing companies out there. We worked hard to build this place. We did that. “Not some random blind woman who can’t even walk across a hallway without ending up flat on the floor.” She turns back to me, her eyes dripping with fake sympathy. “Sweetheart, if you’re that desperate for attention, just say it. You didn’t have to make up some pathetic fantasy story just to feel important for five minutes.”

Why would a blind man choose something so visual? Unless he remembers. Unless he refuses to let the dark win. I don’t know how long I stand there. Then— “What are you doing here?” The voice slices through the silence. Low. Calm. Controlled. I spin around. Desmond Blackwood stands near the door. My heart nearly stops. I don’t hear it open. I don’t hear him move. He stands tall in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. His white cane, detailed with subtle gold swirls, rests in his left hand. Dark lenses shield his eyes, his expression unreadable.

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

“Lasagna for dinner tonight, you like lasagna right?” He nods. “Yeah, I really do. And I’m starving so I’m gonna go take a shower and then we can eat. ” Mrs. Choi watches him walk upstairs, leaving her alone in the kitchen. ~*~ She hears him descend the stairs once more after nearly an hour of waiting. He is quiet as usual as Mrs. Choi feeds him food. "Thank you, Mrs. Choi." Mrs. Choi bows to him and then says, "No problem dear." ****************************"******

And I made true to my words. I don't know if I was spellbound when I said those words, but l made true to them, and even if I chose not to… There was nowhere else I could run to, or find solace in… except in Calista's arm. No matter how easy and seamless, I paint it – it wasn't an easy thing tor a blind folk to live in a world full of sighted individuals, but Calista understood me perfectly, and she has always been there for me. I always knew my mate Calista was special. She was fierce, strong, and beautiful, even though I couldn't see her.