Blindfold Terraria Novels & Stories

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

“I am holding you Mily, but still don’t put your weight on your right toe. Keep it raised just for a minute. Alright?” Emily nodded! She just wanted the blindfold gone! She was losing her patience completely. “Alright!” Adrian has already put her down and was holding her waist strongly. “Now you may open your blindfold!” Emily took a deep breathe! It was quite chilling and from the cool breeze blowing she could say that they were either on terrace or somewhere open, yet the soft feeling that she felt below her left leg was different from a carpet! She quickly opened her blindfold and after blinking a few times looked at front! As her eyes landed on the sight, her jaws dropped and her eyes wi

Lucas felt his chest tighten. "The result of what?" "Everything Genesis has been trying to create." The stranger pointed toward the compatibility readings. "Your bond doesn't behave like an ordinary pheromone response." "It stabilizes." "It strengthens." "And most importantly..." He looked at Lucas. "...your pheromone blindness doesn't interfere with it." Lucas stared at him. "My pheromone blindness?" "Yes." "Genesis believed an Omega who couldn't perceive pheromones normally would be difficult to influence."

"Hologram stopper!" --- What was my blind father was trying to do after he died? That was the question in my mind as Emma and I stared at the sparkling thing. It was a strange mechanical gear. "So where's the library in these dessert?" Emma asked in despair. I looked and inspected the metallic, golden gear. Emma inspected the other side of it. It was a circle with strange and asymmetrically straight lines. It's as if a mechanical spider web. "Aze, look! A hole!" Emma pointed out on the side she was inspecting. "A keyhole!!"

Before Tyrell could advance on me though his eyes snapped to something behind me, too spent to see for myself. A brief glimmer of fear crossed his features before it disappeared as quickly as it came. Tyrell took a tentative step back, his minions falling behind with him. He looked between me and whoever or whatever was there. A look of frustration marring his face. A split second decision he pulls a small blade from his shirt sleeve and throws it in a swift motion towards me. It lands solidly right above my collar bone, the shear force was enough to knock me back. White hot pain shot through my shoulder and down my arm. I could feel my mouth open and my lungs screaming out in pain, but no s

he explained, his nose still nuzzling into the sensitive area of her neck and ear. "What does the bond do?" she asked, not sure if she liked the sound of that. "Lots of things," he answered distractedly. She let out a sigh of annoyance, but some of the heat was stolen by the soft meowing sound that escaped her when his tongue touched her earlobe. "Like what?" she asked, refusing to be distracted. "For most people it's things like limited telepathy, phantom images-" he said.

A black hood covered his head, concealing any trace of a face or identity; only shadows danced beneath the fabric, revealing the absence of eyes, a mouth, or any human features. What stood out the most was the blindfold covering his nonexistent eyes—a black strip that seemed to absorb light rather than reflect it, emanating an overwhelming sense of emptiness and absolute darkness. The entity was a specter of nightmares—a vision that froze the soul and paralyzed the heart. The dark god invoked fear and terror with his mere presence. “I will not make another mistake, my lord,” I growled through my fangs, seething with hatred for my own weakness, longing for the power of the supreme alpha…

Venus could no longer smell the scent of his mate as the whole pack was sprayed with masking spray, Crystal Waters warriors were hit with the spray too making it almost impossible to track them. It was weird to know his host knew nothing of sight as he was blind, and still could not see through Venus' mind. Only Venus was granted with sight when in control, however even in the mind from Grayson was not able to see most of the battle, however, the hearing of the battle was as clear as water.

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

"Thank you, Diana. I appreciate your consideration." There was a long silence before Diana spoke again. "Your Highness, may I ask you a question?" Damon sighed. "Of course, Diana." "Are you afraid of the dark?" Diana asked. Damon hesitated before answering. "No, I am not afraid of the dark. I have been blind since birth, so I have never known anything else." Diana was quiet for a moment before she spoke again. "I see. I'm sorry if I offended you."