Blinding Pronunciation Novels & Stories

Banging on my door, she shouted loud enough for the whole building to hear. "So what if you got Skyler to kick me out, Julia? Your paintings are all gone, and you're practically blind! "By the way, he was the one who showed me all your work first. And yeah, I did copy you, but so what? It's not like I would've been able to if Skyler hadn't allowed me to!" I sat quietly inside my home and didn't bother to answer the door despite Leah's words. Unbeknownst to her, there was a security camera installed at my door, which also recorded audio. As such, everything she had said was recorded loud and clear. Hence, she had essentially just confessed to plagiarizing my work.

I wasn’t taking any chances. “I’m blind, dear. I can’t see whatever it is you are trying to hide, and heavens be damned if you think I will let you out of my sight for a split second. If you have every intention to take a shower, you better get to it right now,” I replied, and Vesta sighed in defeat.

When she exited the privy, it didn’t take long for Z to take a hold of her hand once again. Not really needing to swing her cane to and fro, she held it out in front of her, angled slightly outward to prevent from bumping into a wall or another object. Most people, when leading the blind, did not account for the additional space the person beside them required when passing objects. Z, however, seemed to guide her effortlessly down the ship’s narrow corridors and busy foyers.

If Khalani was a heavy gust of wind, I am silent lightning. The silver blade vanishes into a solid sheet of light between my splayed fingers. My face remains completely blank. My heart rate does not lift by a single beat. My eyes stay cold, locked onto Khalani's blinking eyes, not even looking down at the metal passing hair-breadths from my skin. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. The sound is not a series of wild strikes. It is a mechanical, military beat. It is the sound of a clock ticking down to an execution.

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.

"It must have been hard for you, do you wanna talk about it?" "No", his quick reply made Annaliese flinch. They continue walking through the woods and Annaliese inhales the air making her sigh loudly. "What is it?", Kieran asks her worriedly. "Nothing, i just love the smell of the woods. "It's a pretty sight too". "I guess". "If you're blind, how do you see things?", he finally asks her. "Well It's a bit complicated". "I can't see with my own eyes, everything is just blank but i can see a bit through Cresent's eyes".

Noah said. It wasn’t a question. “Hale called him. Recorded the conversation without his knowledge. Used his voice confirming the procedure.” Noah took a moment. “He didn’t know.” “No.” “Are you—” He stopped and tried again. “How are you?” I turned the question over. My medical procedure. Three years of private struggle reduced to a sound bite in a press conference. My brother’s voice used against me. My blindness, my accident, the fifty percent chance I had been carrying carefully for weeks, now public.

Where were we and who were these people? "Who are you?" A strong feminine voice asked me, from that direction, she felt like she was in front of me, but still, I looked to my side, they had to know I was blind and pity me. "Hello," I said with a shaky voice, stretching my hand to see if I could feel anyone. Suddenly, Lance had no words again. He wasn't speaking to me, my mind was so distant and quiet. "I am lost and blind, please where am I?"

Sebastian said, grinning. "Can this really cover your eyes?" Belinda asked. She waved the blindfold that Sebastian had used previously. When Sebastian saw the blindfold, he couldn't help laughing. Nothing could cover Sebastian's eyes, not even ten layers of cloth. The blindfold was just a piece of black gauze. Belinda had clearly tried it herself, which was why she was asking him now. Anyone with enough skill would be able to see through the flimsy blindfold.

“Second rule: every dare escalates. Agreed?” “Agreed,” I breathed, and he set his glass down, producing a silk blindfold from his pocket. “First dare: let me blind you,” he murmured, tying it over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. His fingers traced my neck, teasingly slow, then slid under my dress, brushing my panties. “Already wet,” he teased, rubbing my clit through the fabric, the sensation heightened by my blindness.