Medusa X Blind Woman Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, they missed the monster, who was coming for them again. “You hurt?” Lyric asked, leaping up. “No,” but Ru didn’t have time to say more as she concentrated her forces and blasted them, once again, at the woman with the snakes for hair. “I can’t do too much or I might cause a cave in,” Lyric explained. “Okay!” Ru didn’t have time to talk as she saw Medusa raise her hands again, likely about to send more black energy her direction. This time, Ru was able to sidestep the bolt of charged black smoke that came her way.

she replied with fervor. "Then...do you accept the three curses?" the blind old mermaid asked. The big scars on her tail proved that she suffered a lot in her life. Andromeda gave a firm nod and looked at her shining golden tail for the last time. "In exchange for the legs, the humans possessed, you would carry these curses..." the deaf mermaid spoke, a wonder why she can speak despite being unable to hear. "Number one, you shall never swallow anything vile, this includes any alcoholic drinks made by humans, drugs and of course, animals"

She remained quiet as she ate. "Is this your mate, Alpha Xavier, sir?" Someone asked. It sounded like a woman’s voice. "She’s beautiful. She’s a lucky one to score a handsome and strong man like you, sir," another woman said. "Yes. This is Saphira. Be kind to her. I will not tolerate any form of abuse from any of you," Xavier said. "We wouldn’t dream of harming Luna Saphira, sir. Is there anything we need to know? You know, to make her life comfortable," the first one asked. "I’m completely blind. I don’t want to be treated any differently from anyone else," Saphira softly stated. "Do you want us to put some different carpets down so you know where you’re at?" The second woman asked and Saph

"We'll just sell this blind man to a ruthless Lycan in the Alps, Dad. As usual as bait for our journey later!" Susilia shook her head weakly, her lips unable to say no. Her voice caught in her throat. Her tongue suddenly became twisted and folded, very difficult to move. "What do you want to say, Blind. Haha, now you're suffering from being a mute. The blind woman has become a mute!" shouted the Alpha child who was Sicily's age. "I'm not mute, Miss. Indeed, this is my voice!" hissed Sicily with her lips moving. "My voice, where's my voice!" thought Sisiilia as she clutched her neck.

Her Voice was mournful and reverent all at once. Veiled Woman: "You were the hidden heir—the boy carved from both prophecy and defiance. But you became something else. Something worse." Xavier (desperate): “No. That's not me. I'm not—" Veiled Woman: "You are the Flame that broke the balance. The Lie-Breaker." A scream cut through the dreamscape. Familiar. Sharp. It tore straight through Xavier's chest. Blythe (screaming): "Xavier! Don't leave me!"

said the woman laughingly. I'm still sitting and silent about this confusing atmosphere. The woman then turned her body to look at me, that's when my eyes were opened because I was staring into the woman's eyes. The woman's iris is different, one is blue, and the other is red. I swallowed roughly my saliva, "Kayla?" I said sadly

Right there, impossible to miss in the flickering glow of the firelight, was the prominent, rigid outline of his semi-hard length. He was aroused. A warm, electric shockwave shot straight from Avery's chest down to her toes. Her face burned with a heat so intense she thought she might actually combust. Her gaze darted back up to his face in sheer panic, her hands frozen mid-air. He’s blind. He doesn't know I can see... that, she thought frantically, her mind spinning out of control. Or does he? Damien stood perfectly still, his expression a mask of cool composure, but the slight tightening of his jaw and the rapid pulse in his neck betrayed him.

Lucas felt his chest tighten. "The result of what?" "Everything Genesis has been trying to create." The stranger pointed toward the compatibility readings. "Your bond doesn't behave like an ordinary pheromone response." "It stabilizes." "It strengthens." "And most importantly..." He looked at Lucas. "...your pheromone blindness doesn't interfere with it." Lucas stared at him. "My pheromone blindness?" "Yes." "Genesis believed an Omega who couldn't perceive pheromones normally would be difficult to influence."

I folded, coughing so hard my stomach cramped. Someone grabbed my face and I flinched violently, the world tilting as I was forced upright and the blindfold ripped off. Light burned my eyes and I winced, blinking hard through the blur. Everything doubled. My vision was shit without glasses—smears of shadows and color. But one thing stood out. A man. Massive. Buzzed hair. Covered in ink. Crouching low in front of me, studying me like I was meat on a slab. His fingers dug into my chin and tilted my head to the side.

I once believed meeting Charles was the final ray of comfort in my life. A sightless man and a terminally ill woman, leaning on each other to find warmth in the dark. I gave up chemotherapy, pushing through cancer pain to work, all just to leave behind every cent I had for my "blind" boyfriend and our unborn baby. I even signed an organ donor form, hoping that after my death, my eyes could finally bring him light. That belief shattered when I saw a photo in the hospital director's office. There he was, surfing under the bright sun. His eyes shone, with an arm wrapped around an heiress dripping in multi-million-dollar jewels. It turns out our whole love story was nothing more than a rich