Blinded By The Light Weeknd Novels & Stories

I remember the shroud over my head and the blow to my skull. I’m just getting used to the totality of the darkness around me when in floods the harshest white light. I’m as blind in its brightness as I was in the dark. Maybe it’s God, I think. But somehow I doubt I warrant a personal appearance. I feel He’d probably send a lackey to deal with me. “Lolita March.” The voice roars, seems to come from everywhere. It’s as painful to my ears as the light is to my eyes. I find myself in a fetal position, wrapping my head with my arms.

A few minutes later… The door opened. I thought it was Alpha Kyo—until I heard Kael’s voice. “So I just heard from the doctor that you can’t see. What a lowless girl… blind now.” “I, Kael Blackmoon, Alpha of the Blackmoon Pack, reject you, Nyx James, as my mate and Luna of this pack. May the Moon Goddess sever this mistaken bond between us,” he said. I groaned, clutching my chest, a knife-stabbing pain slicing excruciatingly slow, like someone using a blunt knife to cut open my heart.

The sign 'Club Blade' glowed in red neon lights, welcoming us into a mysterious erotic world. Noah and I entered Club Blade, and instantly, the atmosphere enveloped us in an intriguing blend of mystery and sensuality. The pulsating beat of music reverberated through the air, its rhythm setting the pace for the evening's unknown adventures. Dim, crimson lights bathed the room in an alluring glow, casting shadows that danced with every movement.

Everyone around them was cheering and throwing around good wishes while Betty, totally caught up in the moment, planted a huge kiss on Darren. I watched the whole thing without a flicker before responding to her. [Happy for you guys.] I blocked Betty from everything. The wolf inside me started howling in pain again. "Just hang in there," I told myself, lying there feeling all empty. "Once Darren and I took the oath in front of the Moon Goddess, the pain's gonna be history." However, Darren's call popped up before I could even catch my breath. "I'll be back tomorrow. Got the whole ceremony set up by the lake. Are you all set?"

James suddenly grabbed her throat with shocking force. "You want to betray me too! You want to abandon me too!" Michelle struggled desperately, finding it harder and harder to breathe as everything began to blur. Survival instinct kicked in as she grabbed a sculpture from the table and smashed it against James's head. James grunted and collapsed to the floor. Michelle clutched her throat, coughing violently. Looking at James lying on the ground, there wasn't a trace of concern in her eyes—only disgust and contempt. "Look at yourself. Without your parents' protection, you're nothing but trash!

was a trap This damn life is a trap. "Keep watching... There's another surprise for you, Skylaaar." The hands of Dexton begin to grope my breasts and hold my neck up so tightly, I struggle to get a breath in as I am watching Amelia and Andrei. His disgusting tongue trails over my neck and I can soon feel my clothes being taken off slowly. Even with my body paralyzed, I still try to cry out. And I do, but the only thing that happens is the hot tears rolling down my pale face. No scream or any sort of movement to get me out of here.

It hurt so badly that I broke out in cold sweat and pulled myself into a fetal position, shivering hard under my blankets. I thought of getting something to drink and got up, carelessly making my way downstairs to the kitchen. The lights in the living room weren't turned on. However, I caught sight of a dark figure sitting on the couch in the darkness. It was Leonard. He sat on the couch without moving a muscle. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, the faint glow flickering in the dark. I didn't dare to make a sound and thought of retreating as quietly as possible. "Since you're already up, you might as well come over."

Now she has only one option and that was to wait for her father to come back but he didn't, till now he is in a coma. "Ma'am, your makeup is done" The artist is declared but Mira didn't open her eyes. She wasn't ready to see herself like that, scared that she would cry. She has promised that she won't. The woman looked at her confused, not able to understand why she was not opening her eyes. "You need to wear a lehenga now!" Damon looked up from his phone when he realised that the makeup artist is struggling. His eyes softened when he noticed how Mira is frozen in her place and has refused to open her eyes. He could understand the trauma she had gone through but as he promised himself, he wa

Calvin's grip on my hand vanished instantly. I did not even want to spare them a second glance, so I turned and walked away. I could feel the sting of Rebecca's glare on my back. Soon enough, their laughter was a mere echo behind me. … The next morning, I grabbed my bags, ready to hit the road. However, the moment I stepped outside, the world went pitch black, and I was out cold. When I came to, I was tied to a chair.

Isadora was with the security guard in the mansion waiting for her mother as usual, Just then Liam caught sight of her, he was holding a ball and he walked up to her. "Who's there?". Isadora asked knowing fully well someone was standing in front of her. She used her hands to try to search for the person, but Liam pushed back."Andrew, is that you?". "So, is true that you are blind".Liam said and Isadora sighed hearing the voice. "Oh, Liam, it's you, but why didn't you say anything?". "I wanted to know if truly we are blind". "As you can see, I am".She smiles.