Love Is Not Blind Novels & Stories

"Trust me, I feel the same way." I blushed when he said that. Thank God, I have this blindfold or he'll be seeing how I am affected by him. I don't even know him. Is this what love is blind means? "What shall we do about this thing, Lady?" I imagined him smiling as he said that. I fought the urge to remove the blindfold and see his wholeness yet I decided not to. At least, I don't want to spoil the moment unless one of us doesn't fit each other's standard.

She was still thinking with her eyes closed then suddenly one notification flashed on her tablet. She opened her eyes at the speed of light and picked up the tablet to check the notification. And it was her brother like friend Ivaan, her boyfriend in imagination. "Hi, did you get well?" The first from him. "Yes." She smiled ghostly while staring at the screen because she felt like a queen after seeing someone caring about her. But wait, doesn't others care for her but she only thinks Ivaan is one caring for her. Love is blind , now we can see.

Back to sipping wine. 🌷🌺❤️❤️❤️ They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.

Killian wound up and knocked Alexi to the ground. Astrid walked around Liam and Astrid, placing her hand on Killian's shoulder. Love, look at me. He's not worth it. She looked down at Alexi, who was crouching, trying to regain his composure. "Listen to me, Mr. mutt king or whatever you call yourself. I will rule with my fated mate and no one else. You can give up your quest now or be destroyed." Astrid stared down at Alexi with all the power and elegance of a true queen with a hint of disgust in her eyes. She turned around and kissed Killan passionately. Alexi laughed a menacing laugh.

“I know he’s loyal. That’s why I’m still here.” “And do you believe that’s enough?” I shrugged. “No. But I’m not walking away either.” She studied me for a moment, the quiet between us thick. “You love him?” “Yes.” “Then be careful with that,” she said softly. “Love makes people brave. But it also makes them blind.” I turned to her again. This time, I didn’t flinch. My voice was steady. “You think I don’t see what’s going on? You think I don’t understand what all of this was tonight?”

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."

"Love is love when you love someone When they give their love back love becomes so sweet Love is so fragile yet so enduring Love is so caring yet so in need Love is in need of another love to make a great love How could love hurt someone so in love? Love is so kind To the point that it is so blind Love is so blind only to see the good Love is so sweet like a smell of a rose That is when the rose became a symbol of love When matters of the heart don't matter anymore

“Guess, you all have an idea.” Except for me. I roll my eyes mentally. From my peripheral vision, I saw Ave smirk like she knows what I’m thinking. “Love is blind?” one of our classmates said. I grimaced. Blind huh? That’s an overused quote. “Love is being constant. It is a mutual attraction that unites two people together. Love is being satisfied. Love is what you do not what you say.” My eyes anchored on one of my classmates. My forehead creased while looking at her. She has this bright smile on her face like she’s thinking of someone while saying those.

even if she wasn't looking at me, the pain through her eyes is visible, enough for me to see it barely. “When you love, you give it all. You blind yourself from everything because you love him. The saying is true, love is blind. It is really blind, because we're the ones who blind ourselves when we love.” Right through that tiny smile of hers, I can tell how tough her journey was. The dark past of her love story could be told by that smile. “I don't know if I should give him a chance and get swayed by his flowery words again,” I mentioned and now looked away.

All of me, the messy parts and the beautiful, and loved me for it all. This love story wasn't about erasing the past; it was a testament to the transformative power of finding the right person. Brian arrived seemingly out of nowhere, a beacon of light in the unexpected corners of life. And next to him, under the vast expanse of the universe, the shadows of past relationships faded into insignificance. This, this was real. This was love.