Born Blind Novels & Stories

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!

I rush as I scanned the menu I knew all too well. "Okay, fine, the food should be ready soon," he informs me as he looks around the place. I wonder what he could see, I mean, obviously he could see auras now but does that he could see faint objects or outlines of things? What would it be like if you're blind? What if I was blind? "What is it like being blind?" the words tumble out of my mouth without permission and I quickly slap a hand around my mouth and feel guilty for saying it. He notices my apologetic stare and gives me a comforting smile.

It had been almost four years since she’d been here, learning how to deceive people by hiding her blindness. “M…me?” She wasn’t sure she’d heard that right. “Unfortunately, yeah,” he sighed, picking out some pieces of clothing that could barely be called a full outfit. Theo was disappointed that the only girl he liked here was now going to leave. But, nevertheless, he didn’t treat her the way he liked her. Luna turned around, counting the steps to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her but suddenly remembered Theo hated when she did that. Turning on the squeaky shower, a weird thought ran through her mind. What if the person who purchased her treated her like a toy? What if he found ou

~~Louisiana~~ I was scooped up like I weighed nothing, strong arms caging me in as the blindfold pressed harder against my eyes. My heart hammered. Every nerve in me screamed for the cloth to fall, just once, so I could see their faces—see the beasts I had only heard of in whispered stories. The Monsters of the North. The Destroyers. But before I could even twitch, the other one—the one who wasn’t Zade—yanked the blindfold tighter. His fingers dug into the knot until it bit into my skin. My world stayed black.

"Mom... are his eyes always like that? Those white clouds?" "Yes," she said softly, her eyes beaming with pride. "He is blind, Jenna. Physically, he sees nothing. But the elders say he sees more than the world can see. He sees the soul. He sees the truth." I turned my head to look out the window so she wouldn't see the dark smirk on my face. He’s blind, I thought. He couldn't even see me, yet he knew exactly how to break me. He knew everything. He sure was one hell of a man. Mysterious.

The only way she could make a comeback was by coming in first during her internship assessment and successfully landing a job in the Ackman Group. Bryan held his hands in the air. He gazed into Anna’s eyes and gradually narrowed his. “Anna, your movements are pretty agile.” Anna hid away from his gaze. “I’ve lost my vision so long ago! I’ve developed super hearing. I’ve already gotten used to life as a blind!” “You’re so adaptable!” Bryan chuckled and took a step closer to Anna. Terrified, she hurriedly took a step back. She could smell something fishy on him. “What… What are you doing?”

She forced herself to grow, to feel, to understand her nature. Her eyes opened suddenly, she couldn't grasp anything. Even as they did, her blindness made her heart shatter to pieces again. There was only darkness, but not her blindness. It was something different, something bewitching. She flew in one movement, she stayed at the spot. The blindfold flew away from her teary face. Opening her blind beautiful blue eyes, the color of the undead colored the vast weight of her eyes, even when blind, the whole was nothing like anything a spirit has ever seen. Shadows overwhelmed her once more and she understood it was already nighttime.

“Here, let me mend this for you. It’s annoying dragging yarn around, and the colors are fading. I just mopped yesterday, you know?” The four weirdos exchanged glances. The livestream chat suddenly lit up with a new realization: 【Turns out she’s not brave—she’s blind.】 【No, she does know where she’s going. I bet she’s severely nearsighted.】 【I’ll call her Nina the Miracle. She just opened a totally new way to clear this scenario.】 【Quiet—actually, she might be genuinely clever.】

Gripped by a bone-chilling fear, I instinctively cried out, "Skyler, please help me! My eye hurts!" I kept calling out to him but didn't receive a response. Within moments, I was surrounded by flames. I thought I would die then and there. Fortunately, firefighters arrived at the last moment and pulled me out of the fire. … My vision was still mostly dark when I opened my eyes again. The doctor regretfully told me the glass shard had severely damaged my right eye, so I was now blind in that eye. As for my left eye, I had already suffered substantial vision loss due to a childhood illness. Because of this, the sight in that eye was very limited.

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"