Blinded Third Eye Blind Novels & Stories

Jake was the only one to respond. “Wow, Matt, have I not taught you anything? ” “You’re teaching me now! ” he responded as his sister shook his head. “Is that the one about seeing more than others see...oh wait, are you saying Jake has...” Gabriel added. “A third eye, yes, ” finished Julia. Matt raised a hand. “A what now? ” “The third eye, or the mind’s eye, is a mystical concept of a speculative invisible eye usually depicted as located on the forehead, which provides perception beyond ordinary sight. ”

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.

Era, Mijo, Flute and Yuri just circled around them, watching. "I'm going to show you my memories. Not all. Only those you needed to know. Now, all you have to do is look directly at my eyes. Never break the stare on the process or you won't be able to see for the rest of your life." Gone was the positive energy that surrounds Black. He looked so serious and his words seemed to be a threat. Ela gulped as she nervously stared at his eyes. 'Gosh! I don't wanna be blind! How would I be able to see Win's handsome face if that happens?' she thought and used it as an inspiration not to break her stare.

It was driving her crazy. Shoba sensed the other's misery, regarding her through sympathetic eyes. When she spoke, she spoke with a wisdom polished by her countless years of living. "The third eye is a blessing to all who possess it, but it does come with its setbacks. Sometimes we don't understand what we see. Sometimes our visions are painful. Perhaps you saw a piece of the past... or maybe the future?" At that, Belinda shook her head. "This wasn't the future."

The concept of rules and community is so strange to them, and I would not let them ruin everything I have spent my entire life building. “We are ready to leave your Highness,” my beta announced, I nodded curtly before I stalked towards the door and I could hear everyone make way for me. Being blind has its own perks and having a fantastic sense of smell to cover for it is one of the things that the moon goddess did for me that I am proud of. I do not have to see my enemies before I take them and it has helped me stay relevant all these years, and I do not plan to stop now. Especially now that I have found my mates and other alphas might think they have found a way to get to me.

When he tried to comfort me, I rejected him, "Stop pretending! I don't want to hear it!" He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, just staring at me blankly. His eyes showed rare regret, but I had no interest in forgiving him. Nathan's gaze shifted from my hardened profile to my leg. He suddenly frowned, "Your leg... it's bleeding badly." The left leg of my pants was stained with an alarming patch of red. Blood was dripping down my calf onto the car mat, a horrifying sight. "Thanks to you, this leg might be ruined forever."

I might not be able to ask her after all. “If you tell him about me, you’re basically taking away any hope he has that he’s the holder.” Gray really was going to resent me. “You’re so sure you’re the holder. Gray claims to have intuition too,” He said. He walked to a group of workers and gave them paperwork then continued to wall. I had more than just intuition, but I hadn’t told anyone else other than Sadia. “I’m able to see the present with my third eye, I did it once yesterday.”

One morning, as I sat in our chambers trying to eat some bread to settle my stomach, the worst vision hit me like heavy waves. I saw the triplets—not as babies, but older, their faces was clear. Two of them shone brightly, full of that divine energy we'd all felt since the ritual. But the third... gods, the third had eyes like black holes, it had shadows leaking from their skin. It wasn't just one of them turning dark, it was something else, a fourth thing pretending to be one of my babies. A shadow twin, born from the void's rot, feeding on my power like a leech. Disguised so well I couldn't tell which heartbeat was real and which was the parasite.

“Try and stop me from seeing you. I’m having you moved officially into my room. I want you close as often as possible.” He kisses me and I hold him close as I kiss him back. It takes Rowena clearing her throat for us to split apart. He gives me one more grin before he turns and leaves us to our training. Rowena and I turn to find a place where we can sit. “Alright, right now we are just going to do some meditation. We need you to be able to clear your mind and focus on what’s inside of you and around you without your sight. Eventually, you need to be able to call on those things with your eyes open too. I brought a blindfold just in case.”

Not even me. I have something else, too. A third eye set into my forehead, secret and unseen. It sits a half inch above the bridge of my nose. It’s big and it’s round, and it’s the deepest, glossiest black. It shines like it’s wet, even though I’ve never cried out of it. It’s not an eye I use like a normal eye. Most of the time it keeps itself closed, and when it’s closed my flesh-and-blood eyes are open. When it’s open, my normal eyes are shut. What my real eyes show me and what this other eye says is real don’t always match. The way a black and white photograph and its color version can’t be considered identical, even though they’re both of the same thing and were taken at the same time. S