Married To The Blind Heir Novels & Stories

Khiron finished, pointing to three children who were eyeing me with open curiosity. The oldest, a girl who looked about eight, stepped forward first. "Are you really going to marry Uncle Khiron?" "Emma, don't interrogate the poor woman," Caroline chided gently. "It's okay," I replied, kneeling down to be at eye level with the little girl. "Yes, that's the plan." "Good," Emma declared. "We need more girls in this family. There's too many boys." That made everyone laugh, including me. An elderly woman sat in a chair near the window, watching all of this with shrewd but kind eyes. Khiron walked over to her and kissed her cheek gently.

Grace. My hands began to shake. These weren’t the names of corporate rivals or faceless enemies. These were people. A family. This wasn’t a trophy of a conquest; it was a relic of a past he had clearly left behind. A past he kept hidden in a secret drawer. This was not the damning evidence I sought. This was a complication. A human being I had sworn not to see. The sharp sound of a key turning in the penthouse front door shattered the silence. My blood ran cold. It was too early. He wasn’t due back for two more days.

The sound of the ripping parchment is loud in the silent hall. Julian flinches again. I fold the pieces together and tear them again. I keep going until the document is nothing but a handful of white scraps. I open my fingers. The white pieces flutter down to the marble floor. They land on Marcella’s damp skirt. They land on Julian’s polished shoes. “Three years ago, I was blind,” I say to him. “I thought love was a duty. I thought if I bled enough for your people, you would finally see me as a human being.”

said Nun. "So it's my fault?" asked Gabrielle irritably, pointing to her own chest. "No, Young Master. We are both at fault!" "Tch! You suck!" Gabrielle smiled faintly. He quickly finished his dinner before planning a plan to force Elea to marry him and become the Mistress of this house. Just imagining it immediately made Gabrielle's junior stiffen again. Really, he could no longer delay this wedding.

“Have you finished your engagement ceremony with Emily?” Edward raised his head to look at Afgan with some surprise. Afgan was very good at playing chess. He had already provided a barrier that made Edward deadly. “Don't tell Adelia!” Edward commanded while glancing at Adelia who was still typing some reports on her computer. “Why should I keep your secret?” Afgan chuckled and crossed one leg over the other. “Aren't you also the sole heir? Forced marriage is something we have to live with. Is this where you're still not clear on what I'm saying?”

Major Miller sighed and helplessly stared at his daughter, "Your father married your mother for love. Your grandfather married your grandmother for love, so what went wrong with my daughter?" "I'll feel guilty if you marry for only my sake." Father Miller went on, "What about him? He likes you I can see that." In fact, any blind person could see that. "I have agreed already." She inhaled sharply, matching her father's hawk-eyed stare without breaking eye contact. "Do not ask me anymore." "Daughter, am I making a wrong decision..?" "He's being silly. Don't mind him. He will go back after he recovers." The cold queen abruptly got up and left.

she explained. She opened the window and inhaled deeply, “see!” She faced him. Her eyes widened at the sight of the man's face. He chuckled dryly, his eyes glued to the outside world beyond the opened window “Seems like they didn't tell you” his baritone voice resonated within her very soul. He continued, “I'm not just crippled, I'm blind as well” Ava's eyes widened more. How is it possible? Since when? She knew him, he was the first young master, Liam Blackwood, the eldest son.

He growled, "Don't forget, Heidi Talbot, he was initially Rosie's fiancé. You don't deserve to be his wife. Don't even think of holding onto the marriage!" I stared at them and my younger sister, Rosalie Talbot, who was leaning in their arms, looking fragile. It felt so ridiculous to me. It was true that Ethan was engaged to Rosalie. However, my parents couldn't bear to see her marry a blind man when he accidentally lost his sight. That was why they called off the engagement. Unexpectedly, the Sadler family's business flourished while ours started going downhill. Two years ago, our family encountered a debt crisis and had to ask the Sadler family for help.

Grandma said Chris pulled me into a tight hug and rained kisses all over my face right there. "The documents are here, I need your signature" Grandmother said I pulled away from the hug and went to put my signature on the documents that legally proves I was the heiress of the Campbells. I ignored John and Hazel's murmuring and nagging and just focused on my husband instead. We left them there and both headed to our room. As soon as we got in, Chris slammed his lips on mine and made me lay on the bed. As we kissed, one of his hands worked on my dress and in no time, I was left in just my undies.

Madame Odelia asked looking disappointed at him Dylan ignore her for a moment and wait to take a sip of the tea before answering her "You're the one who asked me to choose her sister instead, do you expect me to keep both women?" "I'm already having a hard time keeping just one of them" he murmured but no silent enough for her not to hear "It's unfortunate Dothad was blind enough to make useless one his heir" "And unfortunate that I have to marry such devious woman" "She's wily, that is one of her advantage"