Invisible Sight Novels & Stories

says the doorman laughingly. If I were better looking, good at sports, had more highlights among the students, maybe she would look at me. But since I'm just an invisible person in the back of the class, all I have to do is watch her from afar. In the classroom she sits in the first chair in the last row near the window; I sit in the last chair in the first row near the entrance door, I choose to sit there because I have a good view of her back.

Unfortunately, he was too weak to fully appreciate their display. Invisibees were under the category of ancient spirit insects which were known for their effectiveness in numbers. But unlike regular spirit insects, Invisibees were considered advanced spirit insects and didn’t need large swarms to be effective. Although their reproductive ability wasn’t strong, their combat prowess was formidable. They could turn invisible and sneak up on immortals, delivering a vicious sting that catches their victims off guard. Without the telepathic bond Adrian had established between himself and the Invisibees earlier on, he might have been attacked. Instead, he found himself staring at empty air, amazed

I said. “You used the word ‘invisible’ last session. I want to understand what that actually means for you.” I held his gaze for a second longer than I usually do. “It means I could disappear and the only person who would notice is the coffee server who makes my coffee. It means no one looks at me like they want me anymore.” He didn’t write anything down this time. He just watched me. “And how does that feel in your body?” he asked, voice quieter. “It feels like I’m waiting for something that isn’t going to happen.”

I would not have done it if I had known the severity. What the curse does: your mate will be invisible to you. You'll see her, but your wolf won't recognize her. The bond will fire in her presence once when you meet and then never again. You'll have no pull, no certainty. One hour after she leaves your proximity, you'll smell daisies. My grandmother's signature is daisies, her favorite, which are embedded in the work. How it breaks: say her name in her presence. That's all. Find your mate and call out her given name while she’s in the room. The curse breaks on the sound.

7 years ago "Doctor what happened to her?" I heard my mother's soft voice. "She has Retinitis Pigmentosa." I heard, what I assumed, the doctor "W-What is that?" My mother's trembling voice asked as I felt her hand grip mine. Something was wrong with me. Everything was black. I know for sure my eyes were open but I can't seem to see anything. I heard someone sigh. "M-mom, I cannot. I cannot see." I said as I tried to sit up but someone pushed me down. "Please settle down, honey while I talk to the doctor." My mother said.

The front door flew open before either Nora or I had an opportunity to knock on it. A petite, slight blonde with captivating, rich blue-green eyes that watered just enough to remind me of the ocean greeted us with nervous warmth. It wasn’t until she’d invited us into her home that I realized that her vision was impaired. She informed us that she could see shapes and colors, but not much in the line of details. This made her legally blind. It was because of this affliction that she was unable to determine exactly what was happening in her home and why she needed our help.

Victoria said in a whisper. For a while Alex was surprised to the maximum when he arrived in this hidden room. Alex had never thought that there would be a secret bar in the bar he always visited. And what Alex found absurd was that this bar was invisible to his eyes. Although Alex's eyesight would have been able to detect the existence of this place, as well as the presence of the night creatures celebrating in this place.

For now, I even had much bigger matters to dwell on. There was so much going on in my life at the moment, but the most significant one was the fact that I’d suddenly been seeing visions of things a few second or minutes before they were replicated in the exact same way in real life. At first I’d willed myself to believe that they were just vivid hallucination that’d played out in reverse or something, but after the instance that’d followed after the first occurrence, I was fully convinced that I’d truly been seeing visions. It almost felt like I has an invisible third eye of some sort.

Riven’s grip on my hand tightened, and Maria held her breath. Then, it all went still. Riven looked at his hands, eyes wide. “I can’t see myself,” he whispered. “It worked,” Maria said, amazed. “You actually did it.” I didn’t answer. I could feel the strain already. Holding invisibility for three people wasn’t easy. My hands trembled slightly, and I could feel the energy pulling out of me, like water slipping through a crack. “We need to move,” I said. “This won’t last long.”

My sister, Megan Tate, suffers from a bizarre illness. Whenever she sees me, she convulses, vomits and sometimes even brings up blood. From then on, I become the invisible person in the house. I'm forbidden to appear anywhere Megan can see me. At first, my parents and my childhood friend, Kendrick Brown, still feel sorry for me, but as Megan's smiles grow more frequent, they gradually forget I exist. On the day I turn 18 years old, I sneak into the dining room while Megan is taking a nap in her room. Seeing a table full of delicious food and a huge cake, I happily run into my mom, Ellie Baker's, arms. "Mom, I know you guys still love me and won't forget about my birthday." The moment I