Novel & Cerita Love In Blind

“Marcov, you made me used to everything that's foreign to me. I hope that you won't get tired of making me feel and experience them because it's going to hurt forever if you stop.” “Even death and the afterlife will not be able to make me stop from feeling this love for the only woman I love, Veronne. I love you.” “I love you so much, Marcov.” He smiled at me. “Now turn around,” he instructed me. I was wondering what he would be doing since he has a blindfold in his hand now. “Wait, what are you doing?” “Just do it, baby.” I sighed before turning my back on him. I closed my eyes and let him blindfold me to never spoil myself with what he was going to do.

“You’re mine and I’m yours. Forever.” There was still a lot to work out, but after everything we’d been through, I knew we could do it together. They said love was blind, but my eyes were wide open. I was in love with a murderer, a killer. Married to a monster. One only I could command. La Bestia. My love.

My anger intensified at the manner he spoke to me, and a wave of disappointment washed over me at the thought that not only had I once tolerated this form of treatment with a smile on my face, but I had also been blind to the fact that he only sees me as a weapon only he could control. Love was blind indeed What are you waiting for? You're dismissed, "Well, I am not going."

“Sometimes I wonder if loving him was the prophecy’s curse.” “No,” Seraphina said gently. “Loving him is your choice. That’s what makes it powerful. The curse was his blindness. The gift… is that he sees now.” The Queen turned to her, eyes swimming with a mix of pain and love. “You trust him?” “I trust you,” Seraphina replied. “And if your heart still burns for him, then I know there’s light in him yet.” They sat in silence again. A breeze rustled the glowing petals of the moonlilies. Somewhere nearby, soft music floated from the celebration tents. Xaerath was alive.

I paused, letting the weight of my words settle. "Remember the last time I brought someone to their knees through the person they loved? You remember that well, don’t you?” I saw a flicker of fear in his eyes, and I enjoyed it. "Relax, Zayn. It’s just a little cautionary tale—no need to be scared." I leaned in, my voice dropping. “Love blinds you, Zayn. It leaves you vulnerable and makes you soft. You and I have seen that play out far too many times.”

Sometimes we are blind becuase we want to believe something so bad that they will do anything for it to be true. You loved Anna he flinched when I said that and went to speak but before he could say anything I continued " you were blinded by her love that you couldn't see me, but Xavier I always saw you. The love I have for you never died or simmered, becuase the kind of love I have for you is the type of love that will never die it will always be a part of me even if this thing doesn't work"

I admitted, and sniffed. "You know… whoever said love is blind must have really come from generations of wisdom to say words so plain, so clear and so true. Love is truly blind. Everyone gets blinded when they love someone. They refuse to see the faults, the shortcomings, and produce reasons for every wrong the loved one commits. "You were only acting like anyone would. Don't beat yourself up for it. It was easier for him because he was the one who was loved. Even though he had been really sloppy with things, you wouldn't have noticed." Elias explained, and that was all I needed.

Raven gestured to his legs, still covered by the blanket. Gia wanted to throw something at Raven’s face to wipe off his smug, condescending smile. "How could someone blind and paralyzed still be so confident?" she thought. “I still need my privacy, Mr. Lindgren. I can’t possibly—” “What privacy can’t you have here? I’m blind, Gia. I wouldn’t see or enjoy it even if you danced a naked tango in front of me.” Gia blushed furiously. There was no need to bring up the topic of naked tango to highlight his blindness. And just like last night, Gia found herself unable to counter Raven’s absurd demands. His skill in arguing far exceeded hers, possibly one reason he was such a successful

Or that is what he said, "He isn't blind... but blind at the same time... he is blindly in love." He said. Blindly in love?… Can you fall in love again? I think I just did. ——

She spat, "That has nothing to do with you. At least I'm a willing party even if he lies to me." She quietly looked at him as the soft light radiated on his exquisite face, bringing out the depth of his eyes. She showed no signs of backing down or raising her voice in a heated argument; she spoke calmly, "I love him, so I don't care about everything else. You're right—love makes people blind. I don't need you to show me who he really is. Even if he's useless, weak, or doesn't care about me, I still love him all the same."