Blind Side Synonym Novels & Stories

By the end of the test, the doctor's brows were deeply furrowed. "This..." He murmured under his breath. "It shouldn't be possible."Lucas felt his throat tighten. "Doctor?" The older man looked at him gravely. "I believe your sense of pheromones is severely impaired."Lucas frowned. "What does that mean?" "It means your body doesn't process pheromones the way most people do."Lucas stared blankly. "So...?" The doctor folded his hands together. "Simply put..." "You are pheromone blind.”

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

Right there, impossible to miss in the flickering glow of the firelight, was the prominent, rigid outline of his semi-hard length. He was aroused. A warm, electric shockwave shot straight from Avery's chest down to her toes. Her face burned with a heat so intense she thought she might actually combust. Her gaze darted back up to his face in sheer panic, her hands frozen mid-air. He’s blind. He doesn't know I can see... that, she thought frantically, her mind spinning out of control. Or does he? Damien stood perfectly still, his expression a mask of cool composure, but the slight tightening of his jaw and the rapid pulse in his neck betrayed him.

It was as if her feet were in an invisible lake of quicksand, sinking fast. When she tried to look around, all she saw was the forest or herself in it. She realized that she could no longer see herself clearly. It was as if someone was painting her picture onto the back of her eyelids, making her blindfolded. Or maybe it's not her eyes that are blindfolded. Maybe everything around her is just painted by itself. She wondered what color her eyes would be when she woke up after this nightmare. Her hazel-blue eyes are black. Maybe black means 'dark' or 'darkness'. She couldn't remember the word.

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!

V Old Nana said we are going in the next two hours, I was lying down on my and Liza's bed, and the thought of his Majesty being blind hasn't left my mind, since I eavesdropped on his discussion with the physician. How come his wolf is blind? Was he cursed by the moon goddess? Was that the reason why he always acts cruelly? I guess the moon goddess decided to favor me, I am gonna frustrate his life now that I know that his wolf is blind, he will regret taking me in as his personal slave. "Hey what are you thinking about?" Liza asked and I fake a frown. "What did you mean? Did I look like I am thinking about something?" I asked and she clear her throat....

Ever have a moment where all you see is complete and utter darkness? A darkness so thick that you wouldn’t be able to see one hand in front of another. Well that’s me. For all I see if complete and utter darkness, my sense of direction long since gone as my other senses become heightened. My eyes currently covered by a silk blindfold as if to keep me from seeing.

"I don't understand. You can't be blind and do all the things you do. So is this blind? In a symbolic sense." "How can a person be blind symbolically?" Dexter asked curiously. He had never heard that before from anyone until now. "Uhum, you know. Like you were blinded by love. Blind to the truth of a matter. Symbolic in that sense." "Oh, I get it." He chuckled. "No, not symbolically. Physically blind." "Do you mean legally blind? Dexter, are you legally blind?" She asked calmly but stunned. Dexter gazes at Taesha's face, seeing her long lashes flick slower, covering her eyes as sadness engulfs them.

The question struck deeper than I expected. I looked away. “Sometimes,” I admitted quietly, “old memories whisper when I least expect them.” His expression changed instantly. Regret flickered across his face. He lifted his hand and cupped my cheek. “I was blind once,” he said. “I will never be blind again.” Athena’s voice softened. He speaks the truth. Kayden rested his forehead against mine. “I do not see her,” he murmured. “I see you.” My breath trembled slightly.

Blind. These suffocating emotions threatened to consume him, casting a forlorn painting over the vibrant tapestry of colors and shapes he had briefly learned to behold. In the face of heart-wrenching loss and an unyielding shroud of blindness, the foundation of hope he had painstakingly built deserted him, shattering like fragile glass.