Hardy Blurry Novels & Stories

ALORA'S POV 061 “Really?” I asked, stepping closer to him, my voice tight with disbelief. “Yes, really,” Mr. Grey replied, tapping a few keys on his laptop. “When I checked the footage again, I noticed it had been blurred using some kind of virus filter. But it’s not permanent—I can fix it. I can help you.” I stared at him. My heart jumped, but I forced myself to stay calm. I couldn't afford to let hope ruin my focus.

Grey couldn't stop his racing heartbeat. Then, as Keyara felt her hair was perfectly tied, she turned around while holding the two ice creams. She was about to give one to Grey but was surprised. Because Grey reached out his hand toward Keyara's glasses. He took off the transparent-framed glasses and folded them in his hand. Keyara felt her entire vision blur. Her eyes were indeed -4 diopters, and that was enough to turn her surroundings into blurry lines and boxes, with fog obscuring the clarity of every object, including Grey's face.

"God,I can barely see !"Tikka mumbled. She went on a solo mission last night and well Along the run,lost her eyeglass Thankfully,the light from the sun helped her greatly... Her vision is not more or less than blurry. Her head feels so light not to talk of her hurting rib With blurry eyes Tikka made to cross the road. She continued panting kinda heavily with the briefcase containing some heavy currency Despite her bad vision,she stepped into the road. Since most of the cars are on side by she thought maybe he traffic light is red

My vision blurred and the music felt quite loud . “You look pale.” A concerned waitress said. “Are you alright?” I nodded weakly. “Yes—just a bit worn out.” But I wasn't worn out. There was a problem, something was wrong and I couldn't place my fingers on what it was. I poured a customer’s drink but the glass felt cold in my hands and my vision was blurry as I tried to focus.by blinking. I almost dropped the glass because it slipped a little. The older bartender next to me, Marco reached for it before I could put it down.

“GAH!” I groan out in frustration, rubbing my eyes roughly. “Stupid things!” Today is the team event, and my eyes are still shit. I mean, they are a little better every day, but still shit. What once was just near shapeless blobs are now blurry faces and formed figures. I can distinguish colors and differentiate between people. But the blurriness gives me killer headaches. Which, since I am a werewolf, there is no medication for.

☆☆SUMMER'S POV☆☆ I’d never been happier in my entire life than I was right now. Nothing could ever compare to the joy of seeing Hayden again. Absolutely fucking nothing. My Hayden was here with me. Alive. My soul snatcher. I hadn’t mentioned it, but my glasses flew off when Jake slammed me into the basement floor. Ever since then, the world had existed in grainy shapes and blurred edges. My vision wasn’t all that awful, but viewing the world through blurry pupils wasn’t exactly comforting either.

"Bro, are you also injured?" "I'm not injured. It's not my blood. It's Natasya's." Hardy took off his jacket and threw it on the ground. Then, he sat down on the sofa and said, "Give me a glass of water." Paisley immediately went to help him get water. Then, Hardy drank a glass of water and let out a sigh of relief. He leaned against the sofa and said, "Natasya is disfigured!"

**POV: Eleanor** "How are you feeling today?" the doctor asked again, noting the information on his clipboard. "Well... my vision is improving, but I still see blurry from a distance," I replied timidly, shrinking a bit. "I'll have glasses made for you; they'll help stabilize your vision," the Alpha intervened, carefully analyzing the doctor's consultation.

There, in the background near the hallway, was a blur that could be interpreted as me… or a lamp… or a sneeze. Drew’s eyes didn’t blink. “This is the problem.” “I know,” I said quietly. Drew exhaled through his nose. “Do you also know how quickly ‘blurry’ becomes ‘clear’ if someone decides it should?” “Yes,” I said again, because arguing was pointless. Drew lowered the tablet slightly, gaze sharp but annoyingly, more human than usual. “I’m not angry at you.” That didn’t soothe me. That made me more nervous.

And waited until they disappear from my sight. ~ Too? Too? Her father hates me? rich people? Have you encountered dizziness in your everyday life? Sometimes things in front of you are visible but just blurry. You can see everything but just can make it out clear. You can grasp the situation only after a clear sight. This seems like nothing. But when you meet such moments, you wish to rip your hair out from the scalps, you want to chop down the blurriness and want to hit whatever is in front of you.