Blind Side Kandi Steiner Novels & Stories

While they ate, Diana couldn't help but stare at the blind prince who was sitting opposite her. "Why hasn't he said anything about the killer?" She murmured unknown to her that Damon was hearing everything she said. Diana was taken aback by the prince's sudden gaze. His silver eyes were piercing and seemed to look right through her. She felt as if he could see her soul, and it made her feel exposed and vulnerable. She quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed by the intensity of his gaze.

I noticed everything. People assumed that because I couldn’t see them, I couldn’t read them. That blindness had made me less. If anything it had made me more. Every shift of breath, every pause, every small change in someone’s voice when they were about to lie or collapse under pressure, I caught all of it. Noah Carter sat down. He did it without being asked twice. That was mildly interesting. “You applied for a position requiring full-time live-in availability,” I said. “You’re twenty-three, your last employer was a coffee shop in Queens, and your listed qualification is a literature degree. Explain to me why I shouldn’t end this interview right now.”

One wrong move, and the only person who had ever truly loved her would be gone. "The ceremony is starting. Smile, Kendra," Elaine sneered, before turning on her heel and sweeping out of the room. Left alone, Avery let out a long, shaky breath, staring at her shrouded reflection. Just get through the ceremony, she told herself, trying to steady her racing pulse. He’s blind. He won’t be able to see the difference between my face and Kendra's. We just must survive in the same house. I can do this. Ten minutes later, the heavy oak doors of the grand cathedral swung open.

July knew very well what her family feared the most, that fear was their weak point. "That's why we made a simple event." Argus nodded silently, not daring to oppose her word at this point. "Oh, and about the invitation, you were talking about earlier. I will make a plan that there is no couple name or photo of us either on the invitation card or in the wedding room. Let people accept it as a new concept of modern style marriage. That's what I mean by blind wedding because the guests don't know the identity of my groom."

Just as Nana was about to suggest calling off the charade, a new face appeared at the edge of the dais. Ayra, a young woman from a minor pack with hair the color of burnished copper, stood there, her head bowed in demure respect. Unlike the other girls, her dress was simple yet elegant, devoid of ostentatious jewelry. Her emerald eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, were downcast, a stark contrast to her usual fiery spirit. Nana recognized her instantly. Ayra was known for her gentle nature and unwavering loyalty – qualities that were sorely lacking in the other candidates.

she said quietly. Another silence fell between them. Five years ago, they would always have late-night talks before bed. No matter how tired she was, Jade would make time to bond with the blind Zane. She didn’t want him to feel alone, especially since she spent most of the day working herself to the bone to save for his surgery. One night, he made her promise that she would be there when he regained his sight. She had said yes. But in the end, she broke that promise.

Suddenly, Vivian felt curious about something, and that's why she asked again, "Can you tell me what dark secret you have?" It was indeed something she wanted to know, and luckily, Steen gave her a direct answer this time, “You could say it's my fetish. I like to play with girls who cover their eyes with blindfolds. The girls must be strangers who know absolutely nothing about me, and a few months ago, you met the criteria, and that's why we had our first night back then."

She felt uneasy with the proximity and tried to pull away a bit. His voice, laced with a teasing tone, floated down to her. "You were walking so sluggish before. I almost believed you were blind. What else is there?" Candice hesitated briefly before quietly clarifying, "I suffer from night blindness. I genuinely can't see well. It's not a pretense." Alex came to a halt, then casually giggled. "What a convenient excuse." Candice stayed quiet, allowing Alex to guide her to the villa entrance. Upon entering the brighter area, she let out a sigh of relief.

Ian instructed. "Mr Ian, I think we should tell her who the seamstress is and what she looks like.” Mr Griffin suggested. "Yeah. Cassidy, the seamstress name is Ria and she is blind. So you have to be careful of whatever you say when you get there and make sure you get along with her.” Cassidy was confused. "Is that even possible? How can she sew if she is blind?” She questioned frantically. "Cassidy, yu will see for yourself when you get there.” Ian heaved a sigh.