Blinded By The Light Weeknd Novels & Stories

I poised another strike. Blue lightning streaked down from the sky. It walloped me, striking me down to the ground and flattening me to the surface. The breath was knocked out of me. I felt like a bug that had been smacked with a fly swatter. Lights flashed in my eyes. As they cleared, the stars in the night sky sparkled above among the light pollution. The blue eyes of the elf leader looked down at me. "When leaders say submit, you get to stop."

Will she be able to triumph over principalities? This is the story of The Blind Luna. ★★★ Annaliese Dayton is an eighteen year old blind shewolf from Clear Waters pack. Born to the delta, the third in command of the pack, she is the second child and the only girl of the family. Eric Dayton, the first born is four years older than her and her being the middle child is two years older than her twin brothers, Marcus and Matthew. Her Dad, being the delta of the pack loves to brag about Eric to everyone and anyone who cares to listen.

Until I was blinded by the intensity of the light hitting my face. "Oh my god, oh my god, wow, you lucky witch!" I could barely stand straight until Celine pulled me up. I held onto whoever was nearby because of the blinding light and the people shouting around us. "You okay?" I managed to nod in response to the question, despite my dizziness starting to subside gradually. I felt like my hands were burned as I saw them holding onto the solid shoulders of the blindfolded man in front of me, who had a smirk on his lips. He pulled me closer by my waist, and I could feel the warmth emanating from his body. It only then dawned on me that I was the last woman to be in the spotlight!

Because he is patient He is kind He does not envy He is... VIƬƬӨЯIӨ ƧƬΛПZӨᄂIӨ Past- July 22nd, 2032 Johnny, Jessie, and I all entered The Blazing Lights. The Blazing Lights is one of the biggest clubs there is on the earth. So, it was going to be more fun than all the other times we went out clubbing. The first thing I see once entering the club is the sweating bodies dancing to loud, bass-filled music. The bright, blinding, strobe lights illuminate the otherwise pitch-black club. I guess that’s why they call it The Blazing Lights.

The blade blazed. Light exploded from the dagger—pale blue, bright as a star, brighter than the sun. The light poured into the shadow, filling its cracks, burning away the darkness that held it together. The shadow screamed—a sound that shook the walls, that cracked the bones, that made my ears bleed.

I reach for the noise-canceling headphones and a thick, padded silk blindfold. Eve watches me, her brow furrowing slightly as she recognizes the tools. "No ropes?" she ask, disappointment clear in her voice. "Not tonight." I return to her, holding the blindfold like a consecration. "Tonight, I don't want to restrain your body. I want to restrain your world. I want to take away the inputs until the only thing left is me." She tilts her head, intrigued. Trusting. "Turn around." She turns and I fasten the blindfold securely. It’s wide, blocking out every photon of light.

And when the initial wave of the Void's host rushed into their lines, she raised her newly forged light, a beacon of hope that blazed against the darkness that threatened. Diva's cry thundered out, a war cry and an anguish cry. "We are the light! We will not let darkness capture our souls!" The pack howled deafeningly. In that unbreakable moment, all hearts thudded as one—a single, unbreakable force ready to ride out the storm in waiting.

Their stares were thick, heavy, pressing into her like hands already touching her. Richard reached into his pocket and pulled out a strip of black fabric. A blindfold. She took an instinctive step back. He caught her wrist. “No running.” The fabric slid over her eyes, soft but firm, and the world vanished into darkness. Her breath quickened as the last bit of light disappeared. Without her sight, every sound became louder. The creak of the floorboards. The soft clink of Logan’s belt. The low whisper of Julian’s laugh. Richard’s mouth brushed the shell of her ear. “You’re not going to see them tonight. You’re going to feel them.”

After I replied to the message, a sudden knock on the door broke my thoughts. I felt my way across the room, and when I opened the door, I caught Shawn’s scent. “Why are you sitting in the dark?” he blurted out. I froze, and he, too, paused for a moment before he realized his mistake. “Right… I forgot you’re blind.” The air between us grew quiet. After a long pause, he finally spoke. “Put your hand out.”

I turned in Ruari’s arms, burying my face in his chest. “Put some fucking clothes on. I did not need to see that.” I hissed. “Please everyone wants to catch a glimpse of his fine ass.” Peadar replied. “Sorry but I need my sunglasses to see it. It is so blindingly while someone could go blind catching a glimpse of that.” I groaned.