Marvel Blindfold Novels & Stories

How would a handkerchief enhance my- Wait. . . "You're going to blindfold me," I stated as a matter of fact. There was a surge of excitement in my veins, and the thought of sharpening my senses through this made me somehow giddy. Alpha Shawn nodded. "Yes. You got it. So, turn around." He held my shoulders and gently turned me around. I closed my eyes and waited for him to blindfold me. I felt the weight and texture of the handkerchief against my eyelids, and Alpha Shawn wrapped it around my head. He secured the blindfold by tying the ends tightly at the back of my head, and I tried to focus.

When I almost trip over someone's dropped basket, his arm wraps around me quickly, pulling me back against his chest. It feels... natural. Eventually the switch happens. I remove my blindfold and turn to Marcellus. He's already watching me, his expression unreadable. I pick up the black blindfold and move closer. "Ready?" I ask. He nods stiffly. I tie the fabric carefully around his eyes. The moment it's secure, his shoulders lock up. His hands flex at his sides like he's fighting the urge to rip the blindfold off. A muscle jumps in his jaw.

"I can win this, ok …I feel much stronger but I don't know if I would be allowed to fight with a blindfold. Nothing in those rules says you cannot fight blindfolded, so you can tiger Just make sure your blindfold doesn't come off. That would endanger you more than you already are now. Caspian rested a hand on my arm then, grounding me. “Be safe” I nodded. The blindfold did not hinder me. It sharpened the new senses flooding my awareness. The moment we stepped back into the arena, the crowd erupted again. Shock crashed through the stands when they saw me still standing... perfectly fine when moments ago I looked like I was on the verge of death. Whispers tore through the audience as loudly as

The sound of partly dry feet on the floor beckons me out of my musing, and before Bella has moved further than two steps out of the room I'm behind her, drawing her to a halt as I pull the blindfold over her head. It's a padded leather blindfold, held in place with elastic strings, not much larger than a sleeping mask but cutting out all the light. Her breath hitches as her world goes dark, but after several seconds she visibly relaxes, letting me take control. I leave her standing there for several seconds, close enough that she probably feels the heat of my body at her back, but not touching her. Water still glistens on her skin where she's been too hurried or

The concept of rules and community is so strange to them, and I would not let them ruin everything I have spent my entire life building. “We are ready to leave your Highness,” my beta announced, I nodded curtly before I stalked towards the door and I could hear everyone make way for me. Being blind has its own perks and having a fantastic sense of smell to cover for it is one of the things that the moon goddess did for me that I am proud of. I do not have to see my enemies before I take them and it has helped me stay relevant all these years, and I do not plan to stop now. Especially now that I have found my mates and other alphas might think they have found a way to get to me.

He whispered in my ear, “I’m going to blindfold you now. Being unable to see will heighten your other senses.” I nodded in full agreement, and he folded the scarf into a long, flat line. He gently laid the cool fabric over my eyes and tied a knot at the back of my head. The blind fold was firm, but not tight. I smiled in nervous anticipation of what was coming, even though I didn’t have the foggiest idea of what it would be.

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

Gwan who are both shocked. "What?" Jung-Ho raises his voice, making Mrs. Gwan hold his hand. "Yes Mr. Gwan, At first we thought it was because she was unconscious for a month but unfortunately nothing worked on her. It will take time to get her vision back." He looks at them and continues. "But, we are not sure there are only 2% chances." He continues and pauses while glancing at Mrs. Gwan and Jung-Ho. "What do you mean?" Jung-Ho asks. "We are sorry Mr. Gwan but we can only hope right now." Dr. Pung apologises again. "What? No, There has to be a solution!" Jung-Ho exclaims while clenching her teeth. "There is nothing else we can do." Jung-Ho's eyes welled up with tears and guilt visible on h

Then his hand slowly reached toward my face. His fingers found the edge of the blindfold. And pulled it down. The light hit me all at once and I blinked, eyes burning. And when it finally cleared, I saw him for the first time. And whatever I had imagined Lucian Draveth to be, it was not this. I had built him wrong in every way that mattered. The whispers had painted him old. Weathered. A war relic kept upright by power alone. But the man standing before me was none of that.