Blind Yet Painful Love Novels & Stories

I can barely breathe. Where was the man who had cried in my arms when darkness took my eyes? Had he ever existed at all? “What?” he drawls. “You look shocked.” I laugh coldly. “You’re my mate.” He lets out a humourless chuckle. “Mate?” His voice drops. “Did you really think sacrifice makes someone lovable?” I go still. Every word is a knife stabbing at me. “Did you think going blind for me would make me love you? That gratitude would turn into desire?”

I saw Adrian, still crouched in a corner, watching us in misery. He followed us all the way to a villa district but couldn't enter. From a distance, he stared at our windows, hoping to catch a glimpse of me forgiving him. Late that night, Caleb turned off the lights. As our shadows slowly collapsed onto the bed together, I heard a deafening roar. Caleb covered my ears and pressed his lips against mine in frustration. "Darling, focus. Don't listen to those barking dogs." I giggled and sank into the tidal wave of his love.

“So yeah… I’m terrified. Because if I go blind, I won’t be able to see your face anymore. I won’t be able to see our children grow up. I won’t be able to look at you when I tell you I love you. And the thought of that… it’s fucking killing me more than anything else.” His voice cracked on the last sentence. I didn’t know what to say. The fight had left me. All that remained was the heavy, aching weight of his confession. And the terrifying realization that the man I loved, ruthless, violent, complicated, might lose the one thing that let him see the world he tried so hard to control.

Sean had always been a sweet talker. When I was blind, he would get jealous when others tried to help me. He was extremely possessive. "I was only trying to ask directions." "No. You have me. You don't need any other men. I'll always be by your side." How hypocritical. Yet I still fell for his sweet words for the past two years. At that moment, all I felt was contempt. If he had truly loved me, would he have treated me as a sick joke for two whole years?

I blink in surprise as she pierces me with it like a needle on my skin, but this time on a far more sensitive part of my body: my dick. I scream in terror and pain, and she laughs, poking me a couple of more times. Our safe word, “blue blood,” crosses my mind, but I keep it in. It’s not unbearable pain yet, and saying these safe words usually exploits all the fun. My pain seems to excite her like music. My screams are like music to her ears as she continues. Finally, I speak up. “Fine. Fine, I’ll submit.” She stops, frowning at me before loosening me, giving me an opportunity to obey her earlier instructions and prove it to her with actions.

I heard him sigh before he closed the door on his way outside. I laid with my back on my bed and started thinking what I had done wrong to deserve all of this. Is it a sin to be born blind? Is it my fault that I was born blind? I can't marry a blind person. Aria's words kept on ringing in my head. I don't love you and I won't marry you. I hated this feeling, I had never experienced anything like this, it felt so painful and hurtful. My chest was in so much pain. I was heartbroken.

" He could not focus. He reached out, trying to touch my belly. I stepped back. "Whatever it is, the baby is gone. You don't have to think about the baby anymore. "You believe Jessy's lies? Fine. Take me to court. "If you are blind and deaf to the truth, someone else will see it clearly." Wayne clenched his fists. His whole body trembled like he was barely holding something back. "No, Elsa. I-I won't do that. It was just a moment of madness. Rest, take care of yourself. We can have another child."

Will she take a chance on him despite the added complications of her pregnancy and past heartbreak? As Wynter's story unfolds, she must also confront the demons of her past, including a potential threat from a former lover with a dark agenda. Will she find the strength to forgive and move on? And ultimately, whom will she choose: the father of her child, or the man who has loved her unconditionally, especially without seeing her? In "Blinded Dreams," love shines as the only light in the darkness, and the heart sees all. Join us on a journey of twists and turns, where the boundaries of love are limitless and a blind man's perspective offers a unique window into the story's emotional depths

The door creaked shut behind him, leaving me alone in the suffocating darkness. As my vision blurred, and the pain dulled into an eerie numbness, I thought of the one thing they could never take from me, my love. It had been real, even if it had been one-sided. And perhaps, in some way, that was enough. My eyes fluttered closed, a final tear slipping down her face. And with it, everything faded to black.

He lightly bites my nipple, and my body vibrates, seduced by the wetness of his lips. “You don’t see me.” I smile shyly. I am with Darío at last, no reservations, no lies in between. We trust each other. “Just because I can’t see you now doesn’t mean I don’t know what you look like, that I don’t feel your body and skin next to mine. You are perfect for me. If you let me love you... if my blindness doesn’t...” “I’ll be here, I told you a while ago. If you want me in your life, I have no intention of leaving you.”