Romans & histoires Blind Warrior

The deeper one ventured, the deadlier it became, with monstrous beasts lurking that could destroy even the strongest warriors. One misstep could mean certain death. "Perfect," the armored youth murmured. "Once he regains his strength, it'll be the perfect chance to test my new technique—Blood Wolf Blade." He licked his lips in anticipation. Blood Wolf Blade was a potent martial technique capable of conjuring the phantom of a blood wolf, unleashing devastatingly powerful attacks. It was regarded as one of the finest combat arts, and he was eager to test it on his unsuspecting prey.

Khalid answered his grip on the wheel so tight his knuckles turned white. “Okay…. None taken, I guess. I don’t expect hunters to have hearts or consider that supernatural creatures have as much right to live as you.” I rolled my eyes. “Now, what is up with that dude-bro neonate vampire back there? How do you know him? And why would he be working with the guild?” “Blaine Brook….” Khalid practically growled the name. I didn’t immediately recognize the name, but whomever the guy was, there was bad blood between them. I’ve only heard Khalid use that tone if he was talking about his mother.

This happens every year when there is a full moon. The werewolves get to be blessed by the moon goddess. My name is Sabrina Santiago and I have been blind for sixteen years. I always fight the belief of accepting the fact that I will find my mate one of these days. I thought being blind wasn't the reason why I hadn't found my mate. Maybe it wasn't just my turn, right? Not that my life wasn't beautiful or nice, it was perfect since I lived with my younger sister and Grandma. Call me stupid, but I would prefer having my sister and grandma than having a mate, I have heard rumors about people being rejected by their mate.

A dread older than time crawled through the air, slithering under their skin. Birds screamed, fleeing into the night. The wind howled as if mourning. “She’s here,” Thora choked out, stumbling back. A collective shudder passed through the gathered warriors. The clouds did not simply gather. They circled. Something was coming. Zander was blind to all of it, trapped in a world of his own devastation. He sobbed against Butterfly’s hair, rocking her still form, pleading, bargaining with the gods who had long since abandoned him. “ZANDER!”

My vision was now fully blurred. The bloodshed was much, It was a 'kill-or-be-killed' situation. There was no mercy. I got weaker then completely drained of strength, and everything went dark. Alex. I looked at the madness, and I was angry. I had beaten Raphael and won. When the chaos began, I felt electricity course through me, as I fought my way through the wolves.

Two weeks later, Kieran fulfills his promise. He got Annaliese a martial arts teacher, one of the oldest warriors in the pack. His name is James. She has been training for a week now. Her mate had told me that if she does well, he'll let Kim train her too. According to Annaliese, she would be lying if she says training isn't hard, Training is FUCKING HARD!. What was she thinking?. How is it possible to train a blind she wolf?.

“I don’t care if I have to rip through a hundred wolves, Caden. If she’s there—if she’s hurt—” “She’s not weak,” he interrupted. “You know that. You’ve seen her fight. Hell, she nearly broke Theo’s arm in training last week. She can hold her own.” “She’s blind, Caden,” I growled. “And in the middle of an ambush, surrounded by enemies.” “And she’s Kaliah,” he said flatly. “She doesn’t break easily.” I shoved the sword into its sheath. “Still. I should’ve gone with her. I shouldn’t have let her out of this territory without me.”

My Pet loves to show off that she belongs to me. Zara comes back with Ever, and we spend some time with her. Cade and Blair join us as it gets closer for us to leave. Blaine has also joined us. Cade is dressed like me, but his coat is shorter than mine. He doesn’t have to conceal two weapons. He only carries his pistol with him. He’s a skilled fighter and is a strong warlock. He can hold his own out in the field. Blair is a bit of a different story. Like most familiars, Blair is incredibly dependent on her master when it comes to fighting. She struggles to fight on her own and do well with it. However, when she is with Cade, it’s like she is suddenly a fierce fighter. Ari thankfully can hold

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.

He swiped my hands away, trying to cover his face. "That's enough!" His voice rose as he simultaneously raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face. My face whipped to the side, my cheek screaming in pain, as my hands paused their attack at the strike of pain. Drake undid my pants and lifted off of me to pull them down. I snapped back to the fight and, without his weight upon me, used the opportunity to scramble from beneath him. I didn't need my stupid pants. I needed the gun. I scrambled to my feet and made another run for it.