Love Is Blind Villains Novels & Stories

"We always give everything we have. I once witnessed that love is bullshit. She gave everything she had, always stood up for her faithful love, but she was the typical blind woman who didn't realize her boyfriend was having sex with other women. Her friends knew, and they laughed at her for being a complete idiot, for giving her heart completely to a piece of shit who took advantage of her. I tried to open her eyes, but I ended up being the envious one in the story." "That was a story I had forgotten, so it no longer mattered to me. I tried to help her because she was the laughingstock of the whole world. Was it important? We're all important, especially to those who try to destroy us. In th

’ ‘What happened to them? ‘The hybrid met his mate. Let’s call her C. C is the loveliest woman both men had ever seen. Despite knowing that C was the hybrid’s mate, A still fell in love with her. That love had made A blind. Even if he knew about C’s plans of betraying the hybrid, he still helped C.’ ‘What? They were so cruel.’

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"

Selene jerked her wrist from his grip. "You're blind, Kevin." she replied "That's what you did wrong! You're blind and you want to use me to cover up your weakness!" "Selene, why would you think so? I'm not using you," he paused and added "I'm marrying you because I love you." "No, don't lie to me! Do you want to deny the disgrace that accompanies marrying you-a blind man! You speak of fulfilling my dreams, Kevin but this is not my dream. I don't dream of getting married to a blind man who walks around with a stick to find his way."

“Whoa, Elizabeth, I…” “That's it!” I snapped. “I'm not Elizabeth! I'm not the woman you love, you darn idiot! Elizabeth is gone! Gone, I say! I am Vannessa.” I pointed my index finger towards my chest. “And I will never love you. In fact, I will never love anyone ever again because love is a lie! Love breaks people, it leaves scars!” I shouted, my breaths growing ragged with each word. He took a step back, his eyes wide with horror and disbelief. “You are? Vannessa?”

They say that love is blind; I say it is bullshit. Love is all-seeing and accepting. Love is seeing all the flaws and blemishes of your partner and accepting them. Love is accepting their bad habits and working around them. Love is recognizing the fear and insecurities you might have. Love is fragile and will shatter when it is not perfect. Love is strong and should strengthen each day. What is blind? Well, wait one fucking minute, and I will tell you.

they both are hugging eachother by forgetting the whole world meanwhile in the sky good angel : can't they be less cute evil angel : I think they're shameless good angel : you single dog it is called cute romance evil angel : I can't see that good angel : blind people can't see it evil angel : youuu good angel : yeah me evil angel : mindless good angel : yeah I lost my mind after seeing this much of love

Richard turns and then grasps his sword, pulling it out, his eyes raised. He scoured the environment, waiting for any slight, strange movement. It was then he caught her blurry, insanely fast figure. She grabbed his neck pushing him against a tree. Her eyes totally black, she bled black tears, just like how Annabelle did. Her dark hair covered by a red veil, matching her red gown. Richard tried to move his hands, but they wouldn't budge. He was temporarily paralysed. " Shhhhhh," she whispered. Richard could feel his strength eluding him. His sight became hazy and his legs could no longer carry him, he fell unconscious.

But why he ignored them, he didn't seem to understand. Or maybe he did. It was her! Whenever the tiniest ounce of doubt came by, Monica seemed to have realised. And every single time, she did something to annul it, to blind him again. The hours of horse riding, the thing she did with those green gems of her eyes and then...last night. Philip sipped from the whiskey again as his eyes searched the sky, something he realized had become a new type of peace for him. Did she not love him at all, or was she so blinded by the contempt and urge for revenge that she clouded every other feeling?

I pushed him away from his shoulder and he took some steps away. I didn't care. I stepped out to walk away and he said "You're right. I'm blind after all..." he said with an emotional chuckle. His voice wasn't as clear and clean as before, and he seemed to have catarrh. But it was as a result of crying, one could tell. "I'm really blind. I should have seen that you are no different from other girls, selfish and immature… but was it my fault? Love is really blind, and I'm just a young foolish man that let it's blindness blind me, I thought I was in love, I thought we—"