Love In Blind Novels & Stories

“Just sleep, Tris, please.” I pressed down. Not hard, not enough to hurt, just enough to stop the thrashing. Just enough to make him stop shaking. Just enough to make him sleep. Just enough to quiet the voice that had taken him from me. But he struggled again, his hands gripping my arms, eyes wide and wet. “Adrian,” he whispered. “I love you.” The words shattered me. My hands stilled for a second. I wanted to stop, to pull back—but he jerked again, and instinct took over. My claws flexed. Just hold him still, just until he stopped fighting, until he slept.

“So yeah… I’m terrified. Because if I go blind, I won’t be able to see your face anymore. I won’t be able to see our children grow up. I won’t be able to look at you when I tell you I love you. And the thought of that… it’s fucking killing me more than anything else.” His voice cracked on the last sentence. I didn’t know what to say. The fight had left me. All that remained was the heavy, aching weight of his confession. And the terrifying realization that the man I loved, ruthless, violent, complicated, might lose the one thing that let him see the world he tried so hard to control.

It was mesmerizing. He couldn't help but notice the fact that she had yet to look into his eyes! "I apologize, she is blind" Antonio spoke up as he took a step in front of his daughter in a protective stance. The prince simply nodded and tried to keep his mind off of the woman that intrigued him so much. He didn't miss the fact that his wolf was going crazy. She was his mate but she was also a Vampire. A Blind vampire. It was as if something in him switched off. The moon Goddess had given him a defective mate.

We took our chance and did what felt right, and in doing so, we made something lovely and profound. Of a truth, leaving Lakewood pack, with Malik was the best decision of my life - the best decision I've ever made so far. It was a dangerous and audacious move at the time, but it has paid off in many ways. I can state with confidence that Malik and I have remained in love. Despite the fact that he is blind, he is always attractive to me because he is thoughtful and caring, and he has a strong sense of purpose. Our love just grew deeper despite the difficulties we encountered and the trials we had to endure. We faced every challenge together, and our bond only grew stronger as a result.

The concept of rules and community is so strange to them, and I would not let them ruin everything I have spent my entire life building. “We are ready to leave your Highness,” my beta announced, I nodded curtly before I stalked towards the door and I could hear everyone make way for me. Being blind has its own perks and having a fantastic sense of smell to cover for it is one of the things that the moon goddess did for me that I am proud of. I do not have to see my enemies before I take them and it has helped me stay relevant all these years, and I do not plan to stop now. Especially now that I have found my mates and other alphas might think they have found a way to get to me.

Now, my monthly returns were in the five figures. I let out a cold laugh. "What makes you think I'd ever love a blind man?" He staggered, his face drained of all color as he stood there. Without a second glance, I dropped his "precious" painting into the trash and walked away, reaching for a fresh canvas. Under a bright spring sky, I would begin again. This was my new life.

He didn't answer, Instead, he stood and walked to the window, parting the heavy drapes. Rain had started to fall outside, pattering softly against the glass. "Isabella was once loyal," he said at last. "But something changed, revenge, you see she was in love with me. I should have seen it coming." I suspected that. "Did you both... You kno-" "Yes," he said cutting me off. So she isn't just a love interest, but an actual lover. The thought sent a weird feeling through me... I can't possibly be jealous right?

She bore the epitome of stubborn, just like the woman before me. I'm some ways, the blindfold was just my way to reiterating the truth I'd already known. That she couldn't be Belle, that Belle was dead. What bothered me was the fact that she'd dare to have such a unnerving resemblance to the woman I loved, so in retrospect the blind fold was also her punishment. "What?" I raised a brow. "Pardon?" " I asked what do you want? " She repeats, her voice high and squeaky as if she was trying to be brave. She might have been, but rapid thumping of her heart gave it all away. "You're creeping me out by just staring. "

I was a perfect example. I was a witch as well, and I fell in love with Arthur. It happened unexpectedly and swiftly, but it happened. One second I hated him for his cruelty and the next I was trying to see right past it. I was much convinced that there was a tender part of him that no one else could see. For a moment, I believed it. Maybe that was the reason why it was said that love was blind. I was surely blinded by it. But there was something about him that I couldn't resist. I couldn't run away from it.

Everything is different now, the feelings are growing too deep. The truth remains that in a short while, Ian Bryant has fallen in love with Ria Robert and it didn’t matter if she was blind.