Love Is Blind Rules Novels & Stories

He continued. “Rule number one; don’t you fall in love with me.” His eyes flipped up to me. “Crystal clear,” I said. “That would never happen.” “Good. That is the most important part, and that was why I made it the first rule. You can add your own rules when you are done going through them. When you are done, we can all sign and I will introduce you to my father.” “What about my child?” “I added nothing about her there because I do not know if you would want me to adopt her or not. Whatever decision you make regarding that is okay with me.”

I figured he might be calling to explain himself or apologize. A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I answered, but instead of an apology, Cedric's voice came through harshly. "Why didn't you tell me your right eye was blind? Now, Celine is blind too. Are you happy now? Is it fun to mess with blind people? Come here and give her your left cornea." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. If someone didn't know better, they might think Cedric was Celine's husband. All of this suddenly made sense.

Her veil cascaded like a waterfall, and her eyes sparkled with excitement and love. The auditorium, meticulously decorated, transformed into a paradise of enchantment. A sea of delicate roses and lilies adorned every corner, their fragrant whispers filling the air with sweetness. The colour scheme of pastel pinks and whites imbued the venue with an ethereal charm. As the guests took their seats, there was an overwhelming sense of joy and love in the atmosphere. Laughter and tears of happiness mingled as friends and family witnessed the union of two souls. It was a day when time seemed to stand still, and love reigned supreme.

"Oh, and about the invitation, you were talking about earlier. I will make a plan that there is no couple name or photo of us either on the invitation card or in the wedding room. Let people accept it as a new concept of modern style marriage. That's what I mean by blind wedding because the guests don't know the identity of my groom." The more he listened, the more confused Argus felt with the concept of marriage proposed by July, but he did not dare to interrupt the explanation of the woman he loved so much. Seeing her who was so excited about planning their wedding at this time, automatically made a smile on his face shine brightly. Never had he felt this happy, staring intently at every p

Ava’s POV There were only a few rules I lived by in college. Rule number one? Never fall for a jock. It wasn’t just a personal preference. It was survival; I had to avoid them in order to do well. I had seen too many smart girls throw away their GPA for a 6'0 something guy with biceps, a quarterback playboy and a bad attendance record. Not me, no way, I'll never do that, that's how I survived my first year in Westbridge University, and I'm not going to break that rule in my second year.

"Thank you for giving me your first time. I promise to always cherish and protect you, and never let you go." Emilia smiled weakly, her eyes already drooping with exhaustion. "I love you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Before Marco could respond, Emilia's eyes fluttered closed, and she dozed off, exhausted from the intensity of their lovemaking. Marco smiled tenderly, gently brushing a strand of hair out of Emilia's face.

She said and placed a carrot piece in his palm. "I know, I am not blind." He said, rolling his eyes, and started eating the carrot piece. "A person loving darkness, how can he be blind!" She spoke, rolling her eyes back while he ignored her words. "Go and sit, don't stand for too long, otherwise how will the wounds be okay?" She asked, getting angry as he wasn't caring about himself even a little. "I am giving you pain, if I get a little bit of pain, won't you be happy?" He asked and she looked at him in disbelief.

Every movements of mine were slow and deliberate, I pause for a second to scan the room ensuring there was no third party, before moving towards him. He didn't flinch. Nor tense. He just stood still, as though he was expecting me to show up. I fucking hate the fact that he was my only option.. I let a deep breath before proceeding. “Fine, if you want me to obey your rules, there is a condition” I said, trying to maintain my voice. He looked at me in the eyes and let out a whisper. “Are you negotiable with me?!” “No, it's just a deal”

"The second rule is they may not be cleaned off at all. If you want to fuck them, you'll be fucking them through whatever cum is already in them. I'd like to see what their cunts and asses look like when you're all finished. The tables are arranged for any woman who wishes their cunts licked by their talented tongues. They will be blindfolded, and I'd like for them not to know who is fucking them at any particular time, so try not to give yourself away when you fuck them. "The third rule is they may take brief rests to eat or drink or simply recover. They won't be released, so it's possible two holes will still be available while they're eating or drinking, but if they want their cunts and a

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.