Harry Potter Blind Boxes Novels & Stories

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

Harry waved his hand at Chris. "Be careful on the roads. Call me if there are any problems." "Sure!" After saying goodbye to Chris, Harry drove off and headed towards Springmount. "Laura, the gifts that I've prepared for Shannon are in the backseats. Can you take a look at them for me?" Laura turned around and saw a transparent box with a cake inside. There was a picture of Pikachu on the cake and there was a set of Pikachu figures to the side as well. "Did you make the cake yourself?"

I stood in the doorway, hands on my belly, making sure everything was perfect. The gift section looked beautiful, with piles of boxes wrapped in gold and silver paper, and a Harry Potter themed trunk made just for the cash envelopes and gift cards. We’d even painted their initials, M & K, on the front. The treat table was straight out of a sugar dream just as described as The Three Broomsticks Inn in the HP books. From personalized cupcakes, cake pops, Rice Krispie treats, cookies, and candy jars, all lined up next to the faux butter beer drink station. Sandwich boxes were stacked neatly on another table for those who couldn’t stay long. Everything shimmered with gold and black accents... si

But somewhere deep inside the silence of her world… Something small had begun to shift. Something she could not yet name. Something that, if it ever grew, Would destroy everything.

Those who heard them could be easily affected. I felt a weird reaction being triggered in my body. Almost instinctively, I squeezed my thighs together. There were a few women wearing shades waiting outside the hotel room. Their cheeks were deeply flushed. Some tilted their heads back, breathing heavily. I heard that blind people had extremely sharp hearing since they lost their sight. They most likely could hear better than me. At that moment, a shrill scream pierced through the air. The women and I were shocked by the scream. While they couldn't see what happened, I could.

They don’t know yet. They’ve done worse, and this… isn’t close to it. Anyways, even with anger boiling inside me, I was curious to see what was in the damn box. So I pulled the wrapping away to see the contents. And you guessed right… the fucking loser of a man sent a BDSM package to me. What an asshole. I kept unboxing. Inside the box, it contained: A remote-controlled bullet vibrator. A suction-base silicone dildo. A silk blindfold—on it written: touch yourself while you’re blind so Nora doesn’t kill you in your dream.

"As you can see, we managed to find all the other horcruxes that the Dark Lord had hid inside the British Isles." Croaker said to Erik, who was looking at the items that were on top of the low central table. Of the three items, he recognized two of them. One of them was a golden cup with a badger motif on it, and two little golden wings that served as handles to the cup. It was Helga Hufflepuff's cup. The second one was a silver locket with a thick silver chain and a big pendant with a snake on it that formed a big 'S'. It was Salazar's locket. The third of the items was a big golden ring that contained a round black stone encrusted on it. This last one he didn't recognize, but he did recogn

It was a complicated relationship, but I couldn't deny the pull he had over me. Before long, I found myself parking outside a discreet adult store, the neon sign flickering in the darkness. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door and stepped inside. The store was dimly lit, with rows of shelves lined with an array of tantalizing toys and gadgets. From vibrators to handcuffs, there was no shortage of options to choose from. But my eyes were drawn to a sleek black box nestled in the corner, its contents hidden from view. Making my way over to the display, I picked up the box, examining it closely. It was a deluxe bondage set, complete with restraints, blindfolds, and other accessories des

This happens every year when there is a full moon. The werewolves get to be blessed by the moon goddess. My name is Sabrina Santiago and I have been blind for sixteen years. I always fight the belief of accepting the fact that I will find my mate one of these days. I thought being blind wasn't the reason why I hadn't found my mate. Maybe it wasn't just my turn, right? Not that my life wasn't beautiful or nice, it was perfect since I lived with my younger sister and Grandma. Call me stupid, but I would prefer having my sister and grandma than having a mate, I have heard rumors about people being rejected by their mate.

"Please?" "Wrong." I turned my head away again. "Abracadabra?" I shook my head. "Ugh! Clue?" "Harry Potter." "Avada Kedavra?" I scowled at him. "Kill me, why don't you?" He pressed his fingers to his forehead. "That's the only one I know." "VulneraSanentur." I finally answered. "Because you wound me." Colton sent a flat look. "Get out."