Faking Being Blind Novels & Stories

“Oh Gina, I always knew you were never blind. I can tell. I have seen you walk to tough places when those who could see couldn’t go. I have been watching you for a while and these days, you seem very disturbed. You have no idea how happy Rylan would be when I let him know I have you and you are not blind.” I blinked hard. “Who are you? How come I can see again, what have you done.” The smile on the man faded away. “What is that supposed to mean?” “I can see you!” I yelled with a happy laugh. After all this is over, I should consider acting as a profession. I tossed my head back and started looking everywhere vigorously. “Please let me see the sun. Let me touch your face at least.” He smiled

I once believed meeting Charles was the final ray of comfort in my life. A sightless man and a terminally ill woman, leaning on each other to find warmth in the dark. I gave up chemotherapy, pushing through cancer pain to work, all just to leave behind every cent I had for my "blind" boyfriend and our unborn baby. I even signed an organ donor form, hoping that after my death, my eyes could finally bring him light. That belief shattered when I saw a photo in the hospital director's office. There he was, surfing under the bright sun. His eyes shone, with an arm wrapped around an heiress dripping in multi-million-dollar jewels. It turns out our whole love story was nothing more than a rich

I smile, slow and intentional. “I have more than enough evidence.” Then I add, casually, “Also… I want you to know I’m undergoing treatments for my eyes. I’m no longer considered as legally blind. Vision impaired, yes, but not blind. After my next treatment, my vision should be at one hundred percent.” Her eyebrows lift. “So… you’re keeping up the ruse.” “Yes. I don’t want him knowing I can see.” She smirks. “Fair enough. Now... the evidence?”

Gaze flickering briefly back towards Chris, I inclined my chin subtly. "You heard the old relic - places to be, fake smiles to plaster on for the vultures." I rose fluidly to my feet and began winding the wraps around my knuckles in an ingrained ritual. "Hope you're ready to strap in, writer boy. The real storm's just getting started." Chris watched with rapt fascination as I methodically bound my hands in that second skin of frayed linen, my focus entirely inward for those fleeting moments. When I finished, I flexed my fingers a few times, allowing the familiar tightness and friction to Ground me.

His strong body quivered when Andrew’s words struck him like a truck. He couldn't see. "No, that's not possible," he said, unable to see anything. “How could I become blind?” Even with his eyes open, he was unable to care for himself. How was he going to manage now that he was blind? Kaius glanced at Harry. "Mr. Dove, I'm calling the doctor right now. They can fix your sight.” Kaius tried to calm him down by saying, "It's just a temporary side effect." It was a more tactful way to deliver the news.

Matthew's First-Person POV Evelyn Carter said, "I lost a game back at the bar, so I just picked some random guy to do the dare with. I didn't expect him to be this easy to fool. I pretended to be blind and stayed with him for a whole year, and he actually believed it without question." Lewis Ross pressed on with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Don't you ever get bored having to keep this up for so long?" Evelyn fell silent for a moment.

I said sarcastically. “Well, your prince is bit twisted so our fairytale has a twist. Not bad, right?” Ethan smiled at me lovingly then pulled out a blindfold that he had been hiding. “Ready?” He asked, a playful smile on his sensual lips. He didn’t wait for my reply as he slowly placed the blindfold on me. My world was now pitch black. Robbed of my sight, my other senses became even more active to compensate for my lack of sight. This is exciting but also quite scary.

She had told herself she meant nothing to him, that her absence had left no mark. But the truth was, when he had performed that "business as usual" act for the cameras, he had already lost his sight. He was already blind. He had endured the brutal pressure of cranial pain, forcing himself through that act that had fooled the entire Federation. He had smiled, spoken, commanded—all while the world around him was nothing but darkness. The disorienting weight of this revelation struck like a slap across her face. Avery's breath came in ragged, uneven gasps, each one catching in her throat.

I thought it hurt back when my ears heard of it…damn, it's even worse seeing it face to face… especially pretending to be blind when this time, my eyes already witnessed it… *****

She moved back, pressing her butt against his arousal. "Sweet Nina," he whispered, and in the next moment, Nina felt a piece of material in front of her eyes, blocking her vision. Okay, he had blindfolded her. "Do you know that when you shut one body sense, others tend to amplify?" He asked her teasingly as his hands went back to knead her breasts. "You can turn to me now."