Blindspot Tasha Novels & Stories

Because something in my bones knew. “What did you just say?” I asked, voice too calm. Too still. The girl blinked. Froze. “Nothing. I—I didn’t mean—” I locked eyes with Tasha. She had the nerve to avoid my gaze. My best friend. My sister in soul ties and snack runs. My partner in pain. She was staring at her shoes like they held the secret to world peace. I stepped forward again. “Tasha. What the fuck is she talking about.” She didn’t answer.

“Very mature. Very half-breed.” “Sha,” Raven said, “maybe you should...” “I wasn't talking to you.” Sha stepped closer. Her eyes were on me. “You think just because you saved the Alpha's life, you're untouchable? You're still a nobody, Ashcroft. Still a stray. Still a...” “Still a what?” Tasha's voice cut through the kitchen like a blade. Sha turned really surprised. Tasha was leaning against the counter, her silver braids coiled around her head, her nail file in her hand. She looked bored and she looked dangerous.

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.

The hooves of our horses awaken some of the people of my pack, causing them to peek out their windows and doors to see what the commotion is about. Before long, we reach the courtyard of the palace and begin to dismount. After a quick debriefing, I release the men to go home to get some rest. Turning, I focus on the woman at my side and find myself floored. Her hood has fallen back to reveal raven hair, the light of dawn causes rainbows to shimmer in the long strands. Her beauty takes my breath away, but that isn’t what truly floors me. Her eyes, her eyes are a dull shadow violet. She’s blind.

she said quietly. Another silence fell between them. Five years ago, they would always have late-night talks before bed. No matter how tired she was, Jade would make time to bond with the blind Zane. She didn’t want him to feel alone, especially since she spent most of the day working herself to the bone to save for his surgery. One night, he made her promise that she would be there when he regained his sight. She had said yes. But in the end, she broke that promise.

"Why shouldn't I? Is something wrong with her eyes? Is she blind?" Lydia sat on the bed and wore a pitiful look as she looked at Ace, "You see, Alyssa here has an eye illness, the sort that mustn't be exposed to light which is why she wears a blindfold. If you take off her blindfold and she wakes up and learns it's been taken off, she might die of insecurity. You wouldn't want that for her, right?"

He could understand that it was scratching her wounds. She looked at him helplessly when Tara lifted her maangtika from her head Damon applied vermilion in her hair parting. She closed her eyes, not to recall her first time. "See, I got you..." He smiled in victory. "Told you! The war is not over yet!" She frowned at him when he said that. "If you think that you won then you are wrong..." She threatened. "If the war is not over yet then I haven't even stepped into the battle ground"

I grabbed him by his neck and hauled him in the air. “You said their stamina’s great, am I right?” I asked Killian. “Yes, master,” Killian responded. “So be it then!” I buried my fingers into his eyes and gouged out both his eyes. “Argh!” He cried in pain. I let go off his neck and he fell to the ground. He cried painfully as blood profusely rushed down his eyes. Killian was right when he said they had stamina. Tayla got up on his feet while reaching with his hands like he was searching for something in a dark room. My actions seem to shock them. I saw the expressions on their faces change rapidly.

His piercing gaze bore into mine, as if he could see right through me. In that moment, I couldn’t help but wonder—was Ethan truly blind? Everyone said he was partially blind, unable to recognize faces, but it felt like he could see everything. His eyes were striking, almost glowing. And contrary to the rumors, he wasn’t old. No, Ethan was a man in his prime—a powerful wolf at the peak of his dominance. “Unfortunately for you, you won’t be Mrs. Darnell for much longer,” he said coldly. “A shameless woman like you doesn’t deserve to be here.”