Blindsided Book Novels & Stories

"You're not leaving until you apologize to Carrie and my son!" Chris sneered and rummaged through my fallen backpack until he found a thick notebook. It was the top secret selection of faulty questions I'd spent three nights going through stacks of references to compile in my past life. Chris tore the notebook in two without hesitation, right in front of the crowd. The pieces of paper snowed right into my face. Yves snickered. "Something selfish scum like you come up with is nothing but disgusting trash." The bodyguards stepped ahead and grabbed my shoulders unceremoniously, then they kicked the back of my knees. My knees slammed right into the concrete ground, and they groaned in agony, but

I slid the book over to the left of the table so I could pull out the book that the sprites had bestowed upon me, maybe it had some answers. The heavy grimoire hit the table with a loud ‘thump’. I let my fingers trace the shimmering rhinestones that lined the cover of the elegant literature before finally opening the book to look inside. To my surprise, when I opened the book a bright flash of light came forth, blurring my vision. I yelped aloud from the surprise of the light blinding me all a sudden. I blinked several times trying to clear my vision and when finally I could see again I noticed that I wasn’t inside my hut anymore.

I hugged the her immediately “You came,” I whispered. “You know I would.” She answered. And in her hands, wrapped carefully was the book. She unwrapped it and my breath caught. My mother didn’t speak, she just simply let the cloth fall away. The air charged more. The pressure could be felt. Kael had a horrified face staring at the book. It was entwined in vines— Blood vines. The raw power from the book pressed against my skin, my lungs, my bones—everywhere.

☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ I heard the sound of fabric shifting. A soft whisper, like silk sliding through fingers. Then his footsteps—quiet, steady—circling me like a decision not yet made. The air felt thicker with my eyes closed. Like everything was touching me without permission. Then something slid against my skin. Cool. Smooth. A blindfold. “This is just cloth,” Hayden murmured near my ear, his breath warm enough to make me flinch. “But when I put it on you, it becomes a choice.”

Seeing the fallen book, I leaned forward to pick it up. It wasn’t a learning material but a novel. Looking at the book title, I was hooked by its name. “BRIDE OF THE SEVEN GODS,” I uttered the title and then turned the book over in search of the author’s name. But I couldn’t find it. It seems like it wasn’t written on the cover. “Anyways, it sounds interesting. Let me just have a sneak peek.” I hurriedly find a secluded corner to sit in. I opened the book pages, ready to read when something unknown suddenly hit my head and I passed out in the aftermath. “Aww.” I sat up groggily, rubbing the back of my head the moment I regained consciousness. “Have I truly been jinxed or is today meant to be

Blake's POV: My eyes clutched in pain and I tried to open it, but I feel a suffocating hem, around my head. What happened to me was the question that crept into my mind, and I badly wanna know why I have a blindfold, and why am I blindfolded? Is this some kind of prank? A game? Cause if it is, then it's quite annoying and not at the right time because my head is throbbing, and I need to take my meds. Oh, I hope Lele and James-Hyung is home now. Huffing some air, I forced my body to sit cause for some unknown reason, my wrist is all tied too, great.

The instant I held it in my hand I felt a jolt that made me drop it right away. "Owww," I said, rubbing my palms together. "What the hell was that?" I said as I looked down at the book that was now on the ground. All of a sudden a wind blew the cover of the book away, revealing the first few pages. “Esme..relda Cain's betrayal,” I read out, my eyes widened in shock. “Huh, that's my mother's name.”

I suspected he was masked with mistletoe, so I checked the study first. A wise choice because of the Savagers. I got in and found Justin admiring the books. “You can't be in here,” I asserted but he didn't flinch. He continued looking through the shelf. “I said —” “I heard what you said,” he spoke abruptly as he picked out one of the books. “Have you read it? The story of Alpha Dante by Crystal L. It's such a nice read,” “Get the fuck out,” He grinned, excited by my outburst. “You are so fierce,” he walked up to me, keeping the book back on the shelf. “I love that,”

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!

River's fingers danced across the spines, devouring titles that whispered promises of resilience and courage. "The Blind Voyager", "The Lame Warrior's Triumph", "Against All Odds", and "Unlikely Heroes" each resonated deeply, but one title in particular caught her eye: "The Story of Alero, Blind Healer". With gentle reverence, River pulled out the slim volume, its cover adorned with intricate, raised patterns that evoked the delicate petals of a flower. The book did not come out alone, it came with another document: a large parchment like the one in her dream!