Hugh Freeze Blind Side Novels & Stories

Smoke. Him. Her chopsticks clattered onto her plate. The pad Thai suddenly looked like something designed by a sadist who wanted to watch her pretend to function while falling apart internally. "Raven?" Elena was staring at her. "You just went completely white. Are you sick?" Raven couldn't answer. Couldn't explain. Couldn't say the name of the man whose scent was currently overriding every rational thought in her brain. The mate bond dormant for seven years, buried beneath layers of human existence and deliberate forgetting was trying to activate.

"Are you really a blind masseuse? Then use your hand to feel this. What is it?" Upon hearing the recruiter's request, I could only extend a quivering hand. All I could feel was… … My name was Faye Winters. Three years ago, when I was still studying at university, my older sister, Savannah Winters, called me on the phone. She had grown up blind. Apparently, she had gotten hired as a masseuse for Oceanica Cruise. A day's paycheck working on the cruise was worth ten thousand dollars. If she were to work there for a year or two, she'd be able to earn enough money for us to buy a house of our own in Seatrice City.

However, I could still see the hatred and ridicule in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, no doubt to humiliate me further in some sort of way, I interrupted him, "I've aborted the baby. "It's also impossible for us to ever get back together. Since everyone is here today, along with the media, I would like you all to be my witness. "I, Selene Larcell, will no longer have anything to do with Archer Nolan. We are through."

He recalled placing his hand on her head and saying, "From now on, no one will make you suffer again." … Afterward, he confined her in a freezer at -58°F for three days. Mason removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. The lenses were clouded with fog, though he could not say if it were from the cold or his own breath. Ethan rose and crossed to Harper's body. With his bloodied hand, he softly swept the frozen strands of hair from her face. For the first time, he truly saw her. Her lips were tinged blue-purple, her cheeks hollowed. Frostbite crept from behind her ears down to her jaw.

I froze. “Please. I don’t want to see another person die in front of me. Let me hug you.” I don’t want to hurt Hogan. So, I nodded my head and said, “O-Okay. Let’s do that.” “I won’t look at your body. I will close my eyes,” he promised. “But if you want to make sure, you can tie a blindfold around me.” I felt Hogan raise his hand and saw a piece of fabric on it. It seemed Hogan ripped a part of his shirt at the time I didn’t notice.

He skillfully flung his stick left, right and center and she struggled to dodge all his attempts but failed and his stick hit her arm and she fell to the ground then he pointed his stick at her. Zephyr who was watching by the corner took a stepforwardthe moment he saw that Bellona had fallen to the ground, he attempted to go and pick her up and send her back to the room as he didn't want to see her hurt but his steps faltered when Lucian placed his hand on Zephyr's shoulder, stopping him. "You should stay back." Lucian said. "The plan is working. Can't you see she can remember how to fight?" He asked Zephyr who was obviously blind because he had seen Bellona fall down so every other thing wa

He'd make a great hunter in the coming year. "Your hearing is astounding, I can only hear the birds and squirrels but you can hear for miles. Although you may not be able to see what you hunt, you can smell and hear them." Kate said smiling as she watched her brother look at her happily, his sightless blue eyes gleaming with happiness.

me. When I finally realized I could trust her, she began helping me learn how to live with my blindness. A couple years passed with her, learning all I could to survive as a blind person. Learning to hunt, cook, use my other senses. I also learned various healing techniques and how to make certain ointments and potions, learning of various herbs. After losing so much, she gave me everything and I owe her my soul for it. Though, if she were still here, she’d tell you the only thing I owed her is to live and remain proud. She told me that I was still alive because I had things to do, unfinished business, if you will. And then she told me that I was meant to find her because she could give me

Now, he was viciously mocking me with unbelievably cruel words. My mind went blank. I couldn't believe any of this was real. Five years ago, I treated a patient suffering from an eye disease. She was a well-known photographer. After hearing that I had a way to ease her pain, she came to me for help. But during her final treatment, the eye drops had been switched with industrial cleaner. Her eyeballs became damaged, and she went completely blind. Unable to accept the blow, she jumped from the 20th floor. After the hospital investigated, the only thing they found on the bottle was my fingerprint. No matter how I defended myself, it was useless. I was sentenced to five years in prison.

My team was the only one in the company that hit its performance targets this year. At the year-end party, the boss waited until everyone else had left, then he pulled out a big red box and had the four of us in my team draw blind boxes. I drew a desktop tower caked in dust, an antique that looked like it belonged in a museum. Haley Lambert, my teammate, drew a monitor covered edge to edge in scratches. Drew Sandler got a keyboard with every letter worn clean off the keys. Gabe Carell ended up with a grease-slicked wired mouse. Our boss, Cyrus Griffin, clapped me on the shoulder, grinning drunkenly. "You young people love a blind box, right? It's all about that thrill of not knowing!