Blindsight Novelas e Histórias

Hard. My vision blurred, then went dark again.

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!

My vision goes white. And then, nothing.

A flash of light behind my eyes. And then I see total darkness.

She explained plainly. “So in one one word, I should be extra careful around the maid?” I asked her for a better validation. She nodded her head quietly and talked again. “I've noticed an enraging pattern in my visions. Whenever I try to discern if someone is a sleuth or spy, my usually clear sight becomes cloudy and blurry. It's as if an unseen force is intentionally veiling the truth from me. The images and impressions that normally flow so freely are instead fragmented and unclear, leaving me in a State of ambiguity. This blurring of my vision is not just maddening, but also potentially deadly.” She explained tensely.

She even offered to help give my husband 'massages' at night. Their clothes were entangled on the ground as their undressed bodies moved under the covers. The atmosphere was steamy in bed. How were they not afraid? Well, it was only normal that they were not worried about anything because I was 'blind'. I opened my eyes in the dark. It felt so disgusting that I wanted to throw up, but I pinched myself to hold it back. They had no idea that I had just been joking when I claimed to be blind. They started to go about their filthy ways when they heard that I could not see.

Paetyn’s POV For a split second, my brain convinces me I’m blind. Darkness surrounds me, engulfing me whole and holding me hostage. But the soft buzzing working its way into the depths of my mind tells me that I haven’t been completely dragged down to the depths of hell with no sight of return. Not yet, at least.

“All this time… it was you?” “Yes,” I confess, the word tasting like ash in my mouth and her eyes, though unseeing, seem to pierce through me. “Your blindness... it’s a consequence of seeing the supernatural in its purest form. It’s a protection, a mercy in a way. Your mind couldn’t comprehend what it saw, so it shut down your sight to protect you.” She stops her futile attempts to push me away, her breaths coming out in short, unsteady gasps. Sensing her hesitation, I gently place my hands on either side of her head, careful not to startle her.

BLAISE It’s cold. I blink, eyelids heavy. The right underside of my neck aches with a dull pain, as if I’d slept on it wrong last night. There are blurs of gold, lines streaking vertically across my vision. I blink again, eyes creasing together. The lines slowly come into focus. At first, I’d thought that I was dreaming.

BLINDED BY REVENGE CHAPTER ONE Bellona had the same terrifying dream again. She saw her parents being pursued and then killed right in front of her. Their blood flowed on the ground as their blank eyes stared up at her. Their killer who wore a mask pointed at her. "You are next!" he said menacingly. Bellona woke up. Her heart was pounding very fast and she still felt the fear that she had felt in her dream. She got up from bed and went to drink water.