Blindsided Book Novels & Stories

Sicily pressed her palm against Edward's cheek. The loud crack as the two skins met made the man gape in disbelief at the blind woman's behaviour. "You dare to act up, Blind?" "Didn't you know from the beginning that I was blind? Why are you still chasing after me?" Edward immediately jerked Sicily's chin, he did not accept being humiliated like that. So, he ferociously attacked the woman. Sicily could hardly move as both her hands were bound by the grip of Edward's strong and large hands.

You would have heard of the man first before seeing him; the way his cane scraped on the floor when he was coming brought more fear than the noise of the cane itself. One word was perfect to describe him: he is ruthless. A man you don’t mess with, or else he would end you even before you know it. It was a known fact, and no one explored it except some people with death wishes. “All hail Alpha King Lucius.” The palace bard man called out, and everyone sitting rose in honour of the blind man who managed to bring an entire realm under his control without his eyes. The cane wound was getting louder, and the men in the room were getting more scared.

Avery stared at Damien; her breath completely hitched in her throat. Was that really an accident? He had aimed the cane with the precision of a sniper. There was no hesitation, no searching sweep of the cane. He had struck the exact millimetre of Elaine's heel needed to off-balance her, right at the exact second Elaine had pinched her. But as she looked at him, Damien simply turned his blind gaze back to her, holding out his arm. His expression was completely blank, the picture of innocent helplessness. No, Avery thought, trying to calm her frantic mind. He’s blind. It had to be a coincidence. He couldn't have seen what she did to me.

When my eyes finally snapped open, I saw darkness but not completely as there was a dim light flickering somewhere above me but it was too weak to cast a long shadow against the concrete walls. Not complete darkness. A dim light flickered somewhere above me, weak enough to cast long shadows against concrete walls.. The air had a smell of cold and industrial damp with my breathing turning uneven. The memories of what happened to me came slamming into me in broken flashes. I could remember that we were at the gala, Alora approaching Viktor, hands grabbing me trying to force a cloth over my mouth and Viktor screaming my name. I tried jerking against the ropes again in a harder way this time but

Chapter Sixty Seven Aria When the maid had told me that Zane had a surprise for me, I had no idea what I felt, but even in a million years,I never thought this was what Zane had up his sleeve. Was I complaining? No. Was I intrigued? Hell yeah. The moment the silk blindfold settled over my eyes, the world didn’t just go dark,it vanished and in a fucking good way. The flickering candlelight, the deep charcoal of my dress on the floor, the silver moon over the balcony, all of it was erased, only to be replaced by the terrifyingly sharp amplification of my remaining senses.

Mystified by the strangeness of it all, he flipped through the pages, quickly reading through the book, and immediately froze, rooted to the ground as what he discovered in the pages snatched the air from his lungs. Totally unforeseen, unthinkable, and unbelievably devastating, the long-buried secret revealed in the book struck him as a bolt from the blue. It was as if his entire world had been turned upside down in the blink of an eye.

Surely this guy could have taken the shirt off first. Whatever. It’s fine. Next, he’s holding up a blindfold. “It will diminish one sense while heightening others.” Is that how that works? Hmmm. I suppose that could be interesting. Worth a try, anyway. This seems like something Neil would be into. He’s a control freak. He’d probably get off on being able to determine when and what I can see. And feel. I lick my lips. I’m starting to see the appeal of this book. Holding the book open with one hand, I start to trace my other over my thigh.

he announces and starts the engine, driving away from the library. On the way, everything I see is just a blur of darkness and tiny dots swimming in my vision. I can feel the rumble of Liam’s car beneath me, the leather seat cradling my body as we drive to wherever he is taking me. The music playing in the car is lovely, and the blindfold is soft against my eyes, blocking out the world and leaving me suspended in darkness. But I'm not afraid.

Justin let out a low chuckle as he spanked my ass once again while I trembled against him. “Pick a blindfold, stunning.” Justin murmured after a few seconds, pointing at the two blindfolds which were citrently being held up by Blaze. One was black and the other was white, I personally liked the white one, it was one of my favorites because aside it being decorated with real diamonds, it gave me this illusion that I was innocent, when indeed, I wasn’t. “The white one.” I watched and gulped as Blaze moved towards me, “I’ll miss staring into these gorgeous eyes.” Blaze murmured right before the blindfold covered my eyes, cascading me in complete darkness which I eagerly welcomed.

And the freedom to running across a wide, empty field, screaming my lungs out without a soul to stop me, because the land is mine. But reality cut me down quick. “Too bad I’m just a broke girl,” I muttered, anger slicing through me. BANG! The lightning bolt rattled the windowpanes, making me jump. The curtains rustled, though the windows were closed. The abandoned book on the floor began to flip its own pages as if an invisible hand were skimming through. My first thought was, 'It’s just the wind.' Except the wind wasn’t coming from outside, it was pulsing from the book itself.