Novel & Cerita Blinding Pronunciation

It's really pathetic. The words went through me, jagged and sharp. "Pathetic?" I echoed. “After everything, you're going to call me pathetic? Landon, what happened? Did I do something wrong?” “Yes, pathetic," he said, his voice cold. "You think that I enjoy hearing you whine and mope about like some sad little puppy every day? That's what you did wrong, being blind!” I felt my breath hitch, my chest tightening. "I just. Landon, you never complained, even when I…”

Voices could be heard naming their prices. Each price was higher than the one before. Soon, it reached tens of thousands of dollars. The blind masseuses had sharper hearing than ordinary people. The women in front of me couldn't help but breathe heavily out of excitement as they listened to the prices.

JENNA’S POV Alex stood before us, his formal ceremonial attire highlighting his powerful frame. The traditional blindfold that usually covered his sightless eyes was absent. His gaze, once empty, now held a startling clarity as he looked directly at me. "Jenna, you are breathtaking today." "You can see me?" I whispered in disbelief. "Release her, Carrick. What exactly are you attempting?" Alex's words came simultaneously with mine. Carrick looked between us in shocked confusion.

I stood in front of my mother, backing toward the bed step by step. Staring at the widening crack in the doorway, sweat covered my forehead as I felt completely helpless without any weapon. Then the door was violently forced open, with the bottom of the wardrobe making a terrible screeching sound like metal on train tracks. A pair of dirty boots stepped into the room. "Did you think blocking the door would save you? I don't have the patience for games." The man smiled crookedly, his disgusting gaze scanning the room. I froze in place, staring at the gleaming knife in his hand, its cold light reflecting off his filthy knuckles.

or maybe it was just a breath. Didn’t matter. The lights above me blurred, then vanished. And I blacked the fuck out.

Lastly, I waved my sword around, which he got after talking through what he was hearing. “Good, you may remove the blindfold.” As he removed the blindfold, I continued, “Not too bad. You did miss my knives; I was waving them around like this,” I performed the same action as earlier, “listening to the whistling of the blade cutting through the air. Good job talking through what you heard on the last one.” Summers smiled a true, genuine smile at the praise.

This was the moment they had been waiting for, the unveiling of a game that would push the boundaries of their trust and loyalty. I turned to face Alex, Asher, and Ethan, their expressions a mosaic of curiosity and wariness. The blindfold, a symbol of vulnerability and challenge, gleamed ominously in my grasp, its presence stirring an electric energy in the air. Their eyes locked onto mine, seeking answers, yet finding only enigmatic determination.

“Not bad.” A faint smile tugged at his lips. “Good. Let me know if it becomes too much. You know the game already.” Then there was the blindfold, a deceptively simple piece of silk. Once it had covered my eyes, the world narrowed to touch, sound, and breath. The absence of sight heightened every other sense, making the brush of fingers or the whisper of movement feel thrilling. “Can you see anything?” Chris’ voice came from somewhere close, though I couldn’t tell exactly where.

His voice started out loud, ended in nothing but a whisper as the sound of his own voice ricocheted around in his head. "That's right, Si. I am a bitch," I answered even though he couldn't hear me. But his gaze moved to my mouth as I nodded. Then I took his sight from him. The triple thick blindfolds were designed to black out everything. Even the brightest flashlight wouldn't pierce through them. As I settled it over his eyes, I walked around to the back of the cross and tightened the straps around his head. I was careful to catch a few hairs in the knot. Saw his shoulders jerk at the sharp pain.

There are days when I wonder what the world around me looks like, what the prey I eat looks like, I even wonder what my mate looks like but I'll never ask because I know that although I am blind and most likely odd looking I will never stand alone. For I am blinded but not deaf, I am blinded but not alone, I am blinded and I will always have a place within this world.