Is Arya Blind Novels & Stories

She was not running a fever. Arya opened her eyes slowly which were still full of tears. "I'm here, I'm here for you," Zara said in a quiet calming voice. Hearing someone comfort her, Arya broke down once again. Hysterically. She sat up in the bed and hugged Zara tightly, hiding her face in her neck and bawled her eyes out. Zara patted her back and stroked her hair lightly. "You are fine Arya." After quite a few minutes, when Zara felt that Arya has calmed down she pulled away from her and make her lay in the bed.

I can't ask for Yuvaan's help until he isn't ready to do it himself. As I don't stop pulling it away, my wrist begins to hurt. Are they testing me? How will I save myself? Otherwise, Yuvaan will never sit calmly. I know a simple way. " Arya, My wrist is paining," It wasn't a lie. He jerks his head up, looking at me and he unclenches his grasp quickly. I rub my wrist as I inspect it for the mark. Arya curses, " I didn't realize you're so vulnerable." He gets on his feet.

I should have made sure none of this even got close to her. But I couldn’t. Because I lacked one thing. I didn’t have sight. No matter how I carried myself like the man no one could dare challenge, no matter how much power my name commanded, I was still blind. Still dependent on my working stick and memories of the paths I had walked before I became blind. I was still at the mercy of the things I could not see. And that helplessness clawed at me now more than ever because I didn’t even know if Rain was okay.

For sure, beautiful maidens from far and wide would be present would his daughter be able to stand out? As though Arthur could read his thoughts, he spoke. "Your daughter, Olivia stands a chance since you and Alpha Zephyr are close. You should just teach her how to behave herself." Arthur said, knowing how Olivia could be at times. "If we succeed, we can take over the blood moon and we'll be undefeated." "I'd so just that" Alpha Noah said. He always took Arthur's advice and most times, people mistook Arthur as the Alpha because of his intimidating aura.

Several men approached when he finally lost hold of Aria. "You cannot stop fate from happening," Aria spoke, spreading her palm to stop the guards from approaching. When she opened her eyes, more gasps were heard as my hand flew to my chest. Her eyes were silver, just like back in Quinlan's room, but they were shining brightly. Her palms, as she spread them, were engulfed by light that resembled that of the moon. "You will not be able to use your hands for as long as you live. I curse them into permanent paralysis." Nothing seemed real as Aria uttered it, making James drop the gun in front of him. Then his arms lowered to his sides.

Past I'm an almost eighteen-year-old virgin and Walter thinks it's time I get some experience under my belt since I'm about to shift. His argument was that it would be embarrassing if I met my mate and didn't know what to do with her. Being blind doesn't mean I'm inexperienced in other areas. But he's my older brother and I know he only wants to help. Out of everyone, only Walter and Dad don't treat me like a disabled person. They don't feel sorry for me or whisper behind my back the way others do. I think the rest of the pack doesn't understand that my other senses work just fine. Maybe a bit too fine if you asked me. Especially my hearing. I could be sitting in the pack house but hear a co

The sound of the ripping parchment is loud in the silent hall. Julian flinches again. I fold the pieces together and tear them again. I keep going until the document is nothing but a handful of white scraps. I open my fingers. The white pieces flutter down to the marble floor. They land on Marcella’s damp skirt. They land on Julian’s polished shoes. “Three years ago, I was blind,” I say to him. “I thought love was a duty. I thought if I bled enough for your people, you would finally see me as a human being.”

“So now I’m the villain too.” She finally turned to face me. Her eyes were steady, but there was a crack in her armor, like a window about to give out. “I don’t think you’re evil,” she said. “I think you’re blind.” That hit me right in the gut. I took my eyes off the road just long enough to look at her. “Blind to what?” “To Ivy,” Aria said. “To the way you look at her when you think no one’s watching.” My grip tightened.