Blind Warrior Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

The clean cut of this blind man told everyone that he’s not simple despite his disability. “I may be blind, but I’m not deaf you know,” The blind man said before piercing his sword at the severed right arm hand on the ground and bringing it to his other hand to touch the severed arm. “Oh? Did I just cut your arm? Sorry, I didn’t see it, I just want to disarm you. Here, get it back!” The blind man throws the severed arm back to its owner. Both accomplices viciously glaring at the blind man and cautiously move around the blind man avoid creating any unnecessary noise, but the ground is covered with leaf and grass with these two accomplices meager cultivation at the Master Grade of Spirits Warr

I declared, my voice a cold, unwavering command. The air crackled with tension as we circled each other, our blades gleaming in the dim light of the chamber. Despite his skill and determination, the beta was no match for the relentless fury that burned within me. With each strike, each parry, I felt the primal power surging through my veins, a force beyond comprehension.

They noticed she wasn’t petrified of them at all which angers them, but Alpha Blake was busy smiling. Lifting up her sword with her, she aimed it at the army closer to her and splash his head with het sword. She dropped her sword and her claw grow longer, she started fighting them with her claw, destroying their faces with it, she doesn’t give them ant chance to fight back. Alpha Blake stopped his Armies with his hand before smiling at Hazel.

I once believed meeting Charles was the final ray of comfort in my life. A sightless man and a terminally ill woman, leaning on each other to find warmth in the dark. I gave up chemotherapy, pushing through cancer pain to work, all just to leave behind every cent I had for my "blind" boyfriend and our unborn baby. I even signed an organ donor form, hoping that after my death, my eyes could finally bring him light. That belief shattered when I saw a photo in the hospital director's office. There he was, surfing under the bright sun. His eyes shone, with an arm wrapped around an heiress dripping in multi-million-dollar jewels. It turns out our whole love story was nothing more than a rich

I stepped into the circle. The geas flared, cold fire lancing up my arm from the brand, but I had learned to ride it, to channel through the pain, to make the Council's leash into my own whip. My blade was obsidian, a weapon of edges and absence, the kind that drank light and returned shadow. It felt right in my hand, the weight of something that had no allegiance to any narrative but my own.

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

The formidable Windrunner warriors launched their assault together, their collective strength forming a massive hammer. "Die!" Eduardo bellowed. Gideon destroyed the wind blade created by the Alpha Black Raptor. As he looked up, the massive hammer was already coming down. "Let's do this!" he challenged. A thunderous sound filled the air as Gideon's body trembled, his vital energy surging forth. He braced by crossing his arms, absorbing the hammer's impact directly. Gideon plummeted swiftly. He slammed into the mountain, carving out a pit that was several hundred feet deep, nearly causing the entire mountain to crumble. Suddenly, a brilliant light burst from the pit, transforming into a tower

As the invective was uttered from Argus ' mouth, the figure being spoken of appeared in front of them. Argus was shocked because he did not think that Minerva would come so soon, how could it. Minerva's presence meant that the man's work was complete. Without prompting or verbal instruction, the assistant, disguised as a bodyguard, freed Argus and left without saying a word leaving them alone Argus let out a heavy breath. “What else do you want?” “You came to this place alone, like this. Can you still ask me what I want?" Said Minerva sarcastically, for her too there is a limit to patience. “I told you not to see that bitch again! You really fished my patience away.”