Blind Side Synonym Novels & Stories

Rhena, meanwhile, gave him a cynical look. "What do you mean by that, Blind? Don't just talk, Sicily!" Rhena growled. "Hah, why say that. Are you feeling flustered, or are you the culprit, Rhena?" "Slander will plunge you into disgrace. That blindness is becoming permanent, Sicily." Sicily was silent, she had no effect on the words that escaped Harlan's mouth. The man clearly preferred another mate to Sicily.

He smiled, nodded, and laid again to the carton boxes he placed on the floor. “You know him?” Dad asked, knitting his forehead. “Yeah,” I answered, closing the window. “He’s blind,” I said, grinning to Dad then to Albert. “But he just acknowledged you, and I could always see him staring at the sky,” Albert said. I chuckled. “If you mean blind is someone unable to see, then what am I?” I whispered to myself, remembering those words from him. I smiled and leaned on Albert’s shoulder again.

Ohm said with his voice trailing off. I absentmindedly smiled at nowhere. Since I was born, all I could see was this mess of nothingness... I don't know how to explain it. It was what they used to say what a 'blind' could see. I never saw what they called 'the world', neither have I seen my parents' faces.. nor my mate's face. There was... nothing in my vision.

“Shadow that clings can be burned by light unclaimed.” Light unclaimed. Not wielded. Not conjured. Unclaimed. It’s maddening and vague. One of those half-riddles the old scholars always loved to leave behind as though ambiguity made them brilliant instead of insufferable. Without my Sight, I have no way of knowing what it really means.

Her eyes were twinkling along with a devilish grin, she handed Jeremy a pink silk blindfold, her voice commanding and flirtatious, "Get your clothes off, cowboy. Put this on, lie down, and get ready for the ride of your life." Her voice was a mix of promise and challenge, and Jeremy couldn't resist the temptation.The room was filled with tension and anticipation as Jeremy complied, his heart pounding in his chest. The silk blindfold cooled his skin, plunging him into a world of darkness and heightening his other senses.The cabin was filled with a charged silence, the only sounds being Alexandra's soft movements. The tantalizing promise of what was to come filled the room. He could hear Alexa

She waved her hand a dozen times, but she saw nothing, all darkness. Now Sydney could no longer fool herself. She really couldn't see anything! The fear of losing her sight overwhelmed Sydney all at once. Her body began to tremble, and she burst out tears. She was really scared now. She didn't know what to do. What could a blind person do after all? How could she lead Skylight if she was blind? How could she take revenge? Even if her enemy stood right in front of her, she wouldn't have seen it!

Whispers drift through the air, carrying warnings of unseen dangers lurking in the shadows. Levi takes point, his blade at the ready as we navigate through the eerie forest. Adrian's keen senses alert us to hidden threats, while Blake's magic provides a shield against malevolent forces that seek to ensnare us. My own Sight Beyond Sight allows me to glimpse fleeting visions of what lays ahead, guiding us through the labyrinthine paths with uncanny precision.

I rush as I scanned the menu I knew all too well. "Okay, fine, the food should be ready soon," he informs me as he looks around the place. I wonder what he could see, I mean, obviously he could see auras now but does that he could see faint objects or outlines of things? What would it be like if you're blind? What if I was blind? "What is it like being blind?" the words tumble out of my mouth without permission and I quickly slap a hand around my mouth and feel guilty for saying it. He notices my apologetic stare and gives me a comforting smile.

Her hands don't budge and I assume the never-ending pain that I feel in my chest could only mean that is where I was shot. I feel myself slipping away again. My head becomes fuzzy and my surroundings edge with a blurry pitch dark silhouette. All I can see is the blue from Crayvin's eyes as he stares down at me. Those eyes I love so much are brimmed with so many emotions. Fear, worry, sorrow, misery.