Blind Side Synonym Novels & Stories

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.

With my free hand, I wrap the small, black, silky blindfold over her eyes. “Sin.” She arches her back.

“All this time… it was you?” “Yes,” I confess, the word tasting like ash in my mouth and her eyes, though unseeing, seem to pierce through me. “Your blindness... it’s a consequence of seeing the supernatural in its purest form. It’s a protection, a mercy in a way. Your mind couldn’t comprehend what it saw, so it shut down your sight to protect you.” She stops her futile attempts to push me away, her breaths coming out in short, unsteady gasps. Sensing her hesitation, I gently place my hands on either side of her head, careful not to startle her.

Because they are not real beings, they possess no auras, so I can only rely on sound when fighting them, which right now is fine by me. A handful of times in my life I was granted the chance to see what everyone else could. My mother allowed me to know my sister’s faces and makkares have helped me to see a couple of times when I was curious about what the sun or moon looked like. But outside of those times, I am happy to be blind. I don’t miss having sight, because how can I miss something I never had? This is who I am, and while it means I live a little differently from others it doesn’t mean I have less quality of life than everyone else. Even without my gift of sensing truth and lies, I c

For a split second, something unreadable passed between us. Then she shrugged. “Blind people usually have kind hearts,” she said lightly. “But hers is as dark as night.”

“That’s Seer Esthenel. Don’t be afraid. He’s always been like that. He can’t see with his eyes, but his sight goes far beyond ours.” I swallowed hard, my body tensing up on its own. Even though his eyes were blank, I could feel his gaze piercing right through me. “He’s… looking at me?” I whispered. Dalila shook her head softly. “Impossible. He’s blind. But his divination is very accurate. They say he can see the souls of wolves.”

She could even hear Shane's shocked reply when he heard about the emergence of her Shadow Sight. "Who else has Aspects?" she asked when he hung up the phone. "Banshee and Shane, right? What can they do?" "Banshee has Mind Fog, which is the ability to make people pay no attention to her. It's not like invisibility, because video cameras and so forth still can see her, but normal people in line of sight just decide she isn't worth paying attention to. It's convenient and really spooky, but it drains her a lot. Your Aspects seem to be much more natural for you."

She even offered to help give my husband 'massages' at night. Their clothes were entangled on the ground as their undressed bodies moved under the covers. The atmosphere was steamy in bed. How were they not afraid? Well, it was only normal that they were not worried about anything because I was 'blind'. I opened my eyes in the dark. It felt so disgusting that I wanted to throw up, but I pinched myself to hold it back. They had no idea that I had just been joking when I claimed to be blind. They started to go about their filthy ways when they heard that I could not see.

I wiped my tears, controlled my breathing and hammering heartbeats, and yelled at him, "Yes, I can't see properly because I'm BLIND” .. .. Thank You ShineeSunshine ❤️

The blanket a few feet from her told me that was the only thing that shielded her from the cold, from fucking pneumonia and there she was, staring at me, at my direction really but not at me. Her lips curled up with fright, she moved to the side listening in and I could tell she was listening in for any sound, for me. Then her blue eyes became clearer to me and I noticed it before Blaze told me what was going on. She was looking at me, but she couldn’t see me. Her blonde dirty brown hair was in front of her face but her eyes couldn’t feel it because she couldn’t see. Because she was…fuck, fuck, fuck, blind. And the shitty thing about all of this? She didn’t know she was blind.