Blinded Third Eye Blind Novels & Stories

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

It would be fun to watch Zeus stomp around because he would have to live by his own rules. Katia and Selene were quietly talking, which brought him out of his revelry. He heard Selene tell her sister, “I don’t know how much longer I can keep them all from here. The witch Evelynn let the cat out of the bag.” “How did Evie do that” Katia wanted to know. “ Witches have a hidden third eye and can see things with it that regular eyes cannot see. They have seen how and where Uranus travels here to you.” Selene clarified.

Put it away. She closed her eyes tightly, forcing herself to calm her panicked breathing. She visualized pushing the heat back down into her chest, locking the golden light away beneath layers of meek obedience. When she opened her eyes again and looked into the basin, her pupils had returned to their normal, dull hue.

But I regained my composure, as they ran deep into the woods. As we kept marching forward, closely following the warriors' lead, I stole respective glances at Meghan, Kieran, Melinda, and Malik. Malik kept staring off into space, with a stoic expression, on his face. The warriors that were escorting us, might have probably figured out that he is blind, and it might be common knowledge amongst them, because the warrior that stopped the brawl, between Malik and Satoshi, might have spread the news about Malik's disability amongst them. Meghan was visibly exhausted. She was probably fed up with the long walk to the Alpha, but Kieran and Melinda were carried away by the overwhelming sights they w

“I heard them say to roll it carefully… so the letters on the back wouldn’t fade.” I immediately turned the scroll over—and sure enough, faint etchings appeared, nearly invisible. “There is something else,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “Faint letters, almost lost.” “Really?” Finn gasped. “What does it say?” I read carefully. “The blind curse may only be broken in two ways. First, the cursed one must die.” My hands clenched the scroll, and I glanced at Finn. He went utterly still. “And second…” I continued, “The cursed one must place three drops of their blood on the cursed object buried beneath the two cursed trees.”

"Besides, someone might hear you. It's a shame it might get to Diego." "Chill, girl! That's just a theory." "So? All right, continue with your 'what if'." "Okay!" Stephen sighed and then propped both elbows on the table and lowered himself. "What if Diego pursues you? What about Third?" Shen's eyes narrowed at what her friend said. Then she didn't know whether to laugh or be irritated with him. "What kind of theory is that? And you're now mentioning someone who's not here." "That's why it's called a theory!" Stephen snapped. "You know what, sometimes you're really useless to talk to. But in fairness it looks like Third's gifts will be coming again." He even giggled while opening the chocolat

He turned to the woman and saw her forehead, the place where Ayja's third eye resided. He reached his hand towards Cecilia's forehead, trying to call the eye to his hand. "AH! GAAAAH!” Of course, Cecilia felt pain. Her third eye opened, and shone brightly, protecting her. Thus, the pain stopped. “As expected, I still can't take it… That eye rejects me, even though I have its pair,” murmured the Great God, slowly taking out a golden-irised ​​eyeball in his right hand. Cecilia took a deep breath—gasping for air after feeling the excruciating pain in her forehead. She couldn't understand. She really couldn't understand what this majestic figure in front of her was thinking.

"Don't bother to come near to me since it doesn't matter and I don't care if you are blind or not but what mattered is that you and I are not on the same page anymore" Her eyes frowned in confusion as I just turned my back on her and left her room in a hurry because if I spend another second near her, I won't be able to stop myself from making her mine and then hurting her in return by lending her false hopes when I am bound to the codes that an Alpha can't have a blind-mate as chosen one or destined one.

For one, Nova’s scent isn’t the same. I push her away from me and pick her up by her upper arms. This is when I realise that the person standing naked in front of me is not simply Nova, but whatever is causing her to develop that third eye. Nova’s eyes are wide open this time, the Rogue blue matching the colour of the third eye as it looks directly at me. She gives me a smile, then wraps her arms around me and giggles. “What’s the matter, Nikolai? Not used to seeing this side of me?” She says in a deepened voice, then shrugs my hands off and pushes me hard against the wall.

I have no idea how I did not feel the intrusion, even if I where asleep I would feel it } < ahhh, he mus of discovered your blind spot then > { I don't have a blind spot Akeba } < you do, I discovered it many many years ago but never told a soul even you > { What is it then? } < while you are channeling or conversing with a were here on Earth much like now, your physical is shut down from your world there, I stumlbed upon you like that more than once, I came to speak with you and you sat there staring into space with so recognition or life in your eyes, you where just there you know and when I came back you greeted me as though it was the first time you sensed my presence which is why I knew