Blind Yet Painful Love Novels & Stories

The sound of the ripping parchment is loud in the silent hall. Julian flinches again. I fold the pieces together and tear them again. I keep going until the document is nothing but a handful of white scraps. I open my fingers. The white pieces flutter down to the marble floor. They land on Marcella’s damp skirt. They land on Julian’s polished shoes. “Three years ago, I was blind,” I say to him. “I thought love was a duty. I thought if I bled enough for your people, you would finally see me as a human being.”

She pointed the ball in another direction thinking he was standing in the direction, the boy stared confusedly at her. "Hello, am standing right here, why are you pointing the ball in another direction?".He asked. "Oh, am sorry, I thought you were standing there".She said smiling and turned the ball in his direction and he took it from her. "Is there something wrong with your eyes?". "Um, yes, I can't see with them, which means I am blind". "Oh, am sorry about that, when did this happen? Was it during birth?". "No, it happened two days ago".

❤️ LOVE AND PAIN Season 2 — Chapter 80: Promises and Lies Nobody spoke. The hallway seemed to shrink around them. Noah stood frozen in the doorway, staring directly at Seraphine. Not with anger. Not exactly. Something worse. Betrayal. The kind that survives for years. The kind that never fully heals. "You said it was over." Seraphine remained motionless. For once— the woman who always seemed to have an answer had none.

I love him. The words have me tripping over my feet. I managed to regain my balance before I fall. Oh my God, I love him. He's everything I've ever wanted in a mate. Sweet, caring, and considerate. I want to spend my life with him. I'll just have to convince him that I'm the right woman for him. He doesn't believe anyone would want to be with him since he's blind but I don't care. I'll keep him and take care of him forever. With my mind made up I run the rest of the way, expecting to find him sitting on the porch but the lights are off. There's no one here. Is he running late? That's unlike him. Then again, no one is perfect.

"Can you here me, I know you're in there." Bellona scrunched her eyelids tightly and shook her head vigorously. Then she opened her eyes again but it was still blood red. "I love you" Zephyr said. He didn't know why he said it but he meant it and he felt that it would calm her down. Immediately after his confession, he wrapped his arm around her and drew her so close to him. His mouth suddenly caught hers, crushing hers against his but not enough to hurt her. His tongue hungrily lunged into her mouth then play tag with hers.

Giovanni challenges. "And I will love you so deeply that you will regret causing pain to me." Everly challenges back. "Time will tell who's going to win. Pain Or Love." Giovanni says before storming out of the room leaving Everly all alone.

But the pain refused to quiet down. Why does it hurt this much? I loved him. I loved him so much and he never loved me. A sob escaped me, loud and uncontrollable this time, my shoulders shaking as my vision blurred completely with tears. I couldn’t see the road. A bright light suddenly flashed ahead. My eyes widened. My heart stopped. A horn blared loudly and my hands jerked on the wheel without thinking. The car swerved. The tires screeched against the road. Metal collided violently and glass shattered.

he ranted in her face while Vienna struggled to break free from his grip. "Let go!" she snapped at him. "How could you desire a blind man over me? You’re even willing to marry him!" he yelled in her face, scaring Vienna, and tightened his grip more. "Karen, you’re hurting me," Vienna cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes. He let go of her immediately and apologized. "I didn’t mean to hurt you," he muttered. "Get out!" Vienna said, not listening to his words, and wanted to scream when she heard someone at the door.

Then the lube clicked open. Cold slick fingers pressed against my hole. I tensed, my breath catching. He froze instantly, eyes searching mine like he’d break himself before hurting me. I shook my head. “Don’t stop.” Something in him cracked at that. Something deep and dark and soft all at once. He worked me open slow—painfully slow—one finger, then two, stretching me until my breath broke in little choked gasps. His forehead pressed to mine, our breaths tangling, my nails digging into his shoulders like I was scared he might disappear if I let go.

Masseur I bid you welcome Did you think that I would harm her? Why would I make her pay, For the sins which are yours?! Order your fine horses now! Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes! Nothing can save you now Except perhaps Christine Start a new life with me Buy his freedom with your love Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death This is the choice! This is the point of no return! The tears I might have shed for your dark fate, Grow cold and turn to tears of hate!