Born Blind Novels & Stories

He left without waiting for a reply. A few minutes later, Zameera stirred awake, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. “Where’s Papa now?” “He’s still inside the room, baby. I think he’s still getting his medicine.” “Why was he bleeding so much?” Her little voice trembled with curiosity and fear. I forced a soft smile, brushing her hair back. “Sometimes… when blind people’s eyes try really hard to work again, they bleed a little. It’s like they’re fighting to see. The doctors are helping that fight.”

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

The room was quiet. “I know,” Noah said. And then, so quietly it almost wasn’t there at all: “You’re worth paying attention to.” I sat with that. I had been told I was powerful. Brilliant. Ruthless. Difficult. Impossible. I had been told I was more since the accident and less since the accident and everything in between by people who thought they understood what blindness did to a person. I had not been told I was worth paying attention to. Not like that. Not simply, without agenda, without pity or performance.

She remained quiet as she ate. "Is this your mate, Alpha Xavier, sir?" Someone asked. It sounded like a woman’s voice. "She’s beautiful. She’s a lucky one to score a handsome and strong man like you, sir," another woman said. "Yes. This is Saphira. Be kind to her. I will not tolerate any form of abuse from any of you," Xavier said. "We wouldn’t dream of harming Luna Saphira, sir. Is there anything we need to know? You know, to make her life comfortable," the first one asked. "I’m completely blind. I don’t want to be treated any differently from anyone else," Saphira softly stated. "Do you want us to put some different carpets down so you know where you’re at?" The second woman asked and Saph

He held a silver-tipped cane in his right hand, standing with a rigid, imposing posture that radiated pure power and absolute coldness. The quiet whispers of the high-society crowd buzzed in Avery's ears as she walked. "Poor girl, marrying a cripple..." "He used to be a genius, now he’s just a blind monster..." "I heard he’s ruthless. The accident made him completely mad..." Avery blocked them out, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. Step by step, she forced her legs to move toward the altar. When she finally reached him, her hand was trembling violently.

I'm happy that Agnes didn't come back to upset me again about attending the arrival of King Tharks, my father. I'm still drowsy, dozing off in between my yawns. I'm a bit exhausted yesterday after extreme training with my new students. My body aches as I got up from my bed. I fondled my sluggish hands beside my headboard to get my waddy. These serve as my best friend, company, and my eyes for almost eleven years of me being blind. I asked my father about my disorder but he can't answer why I turned out sightless after my seventh birthday. Now, I had to stay strong on behalf of myself as a blind princess of the Labyrinth Kingdom. Holding my cane with me, I navigated my window to check what ar

"She's blind? Will she give birth to blind kids too? I don't want her anymore." Anne thought it was strange. Was she blind? She touched her eyes. How could she be blind? "I-Isn't it because you don't have electric lights?" Anne asked in a trembling voice. "Electric lights? It's broad daylight, so why do we need it?" The old lady sneered. Broad daylight? Anne closed her eyes forcefully, then opened them again. However, everything was still pitch black. "I-I'm blind?" Anne could not accept it. She had lost her memory and now her sight. Why was this happening to her…

Through me. I had stared back into her gray eyes that didn’t seem to look directly at mine. Instead, her eyes stared seemingly through me. Into a dark space. Spinning around, I had waved my hand in front of her face, only to see no response of any sort. That was when I realized—she was blind. My hand had still been waving in the air when Linda had abruptly grabbed my wrist, making me jump up in fright. ‘A war is brewing. You need to go. It’s too dangerous.’ Her lips quivered as she whispered. Her blind, empty silver eyes desperate. She was shaking and I had to grip onto her shoulder to help her maintain balance.

“Well, I have a serious appointment I'm dealing with.” “And you never bothered to tell me?” she raged from the phone. “ I never knew I'm not this important to you until now. I now know that Hailey has occupied every space in your heart. This is…” “Hey, Nancy. Don't say that. It's just that I forgot to inform you. I didn't mean to keep it a secret from you.” he explained. Nurse Nancy was silent for a while before she finally asked,“ Why is it that someone you truly love tends to love a different person rather than loving you back? Why are we always blinded by seeing who truly loves us and who doesn't?”

If he abandoned Deirdre… If he abandoned her… Her life would be doomed. “You wretched…” Madame Brighthall was so mad that her temple was hurting. “How dare you? I am your mother! Is this a declaration of defiance?” “It is,” Brendan replied, seeming unfazed. “Did you know that she’s blind? She wasn’t born that way, Mom. She went blind because of me. Your son! I owe her. She has nothing left of her own—no family, no friends. If I leave her, she will die.