Micah Love Is Blind Teeth Novels & Stories

“Anyway, I’m heading to her place later. Thought I’d check in first.” Micah’s throat felt dry. “Yeah. Cool.” When Colton left, the door clicked shut behind him, and Micah exhaled like he’d been holding his breath for hours. He stared down at the open page of his book — a quote underlined from earlier that day: “The things we love destroy us, if we’re not careful.” He closed it, jaw tightening. He told himself he wasn’t one of those men. He told himself it wasn’t obsession — just admiration, curiosity, care.

I tried to look normal, tried to ignore the way his hand was sliding up my back, hidden from the camera. "Hi, Mom." "Sweetheart! How are you? You look flushed. Are you feeling okay?" "I'm fine. Just—" Micaiah's thumb traced slow circles at the small of my back. "Just hot. The AC's acting up." "Oh no. Micaiah, you should call someone about that." "I will," he said smoothly, his hand moving higher. I dug my elbow into his ribs. He didn't even flinch. "So how are things going?" Richard appeared on screen next to Mom. "You two getting along okay?"

BLAZE. Micah’s fingers touched the phone screen. His eyes showed he didn't believe me. “I have to see for myself.” “I just told you that you can't.” “Why not?” He closed his eyes for a moment then breathed out. “Blaze. It's mandatory at least for me to check on him.” Did this man understand English or was he dumb? He couldn't see him and that was final. But his eyes. Lord, those hazel were testing my loyalty. They swept over me like I was the son of the devil. He had never judged me but they weren't exactly holy today. He didn't believe a word I said.

She mutters, her voice slightly trembling. "I love you. I am sorry I should tell you before. I can't see you in pain. Please trust me." He pleads, tears falling down her face once more while his own eyes glaze over as they continue to pour down. "How can you say that when you know I love Do-Yun, Jung-Ho?" Her voice cracks after saying the last words. He shakes his head. "He cheated on you. He never loved you Sook-Ja." He explains, holding her hands which she tries to push away. Tears are streaming down her face uncontrollably and she lets her tears fall freely. "Don't make fun of me!" She cries desperately.

I appealed with a hardly heard voice. The doctor nodded and requested me to accompany him to Mitchell's room via a maze of sterile halls. My heart plummeted even deeper as I walked in. Mitchell was tied to many machines and was immobilized, her face worn and pallid. As I reached her bedside and clasped her thin palm in mine, I was unable to suppress my feelings. "Hey, Mitch," with my voice quivering. "Hello, It's me, Elah. You'll manage to conquer this, just hang in there." Tears poured down my face.

My voice cracks, but I'm beyond embarrassment. Rhys stares at me, his expression frozen in shock. "You broke my heart," I confess, the words ripping from my heart like an open wound. "I must have been knocked senseless to fall for my bully." I lean in, my face inches from his, scanning his features – from his piercing eyes to his sharply chiseled nose, and finally, those inviting, crimson lips. "Don't blame me for this. You're the one who brought me here." I murmur, mesmerized. "Your lips are... irresistible. I can't... I can't help myself."

His singing was soft, almost like a lullaby, each word soaked in emotion: 🎶 Oh~ the brightest star in the night sky, Please guide me close to you. 🎶 🎶 Oh~ the brightest star in the night sky, do you know? Where is the figure who once walked with me? 🎶 🎶 I would rather bear all the pain in my heart, Then forget the sight of your eyes. Grant me the courage to believe again, To embrace you beyond all the lies. 🎶

HEHEHEH. Okay now send my love to Simba, Tell him Papa will be coming home with a lot of gifts… Eryna smiled and opened the gallery to check the new design she had to send him, but what her gaze met was the picture of Micah romantically hugging the maid, and an uncontrollable laugh escaped her mouth. Micah glanced at the phone screen to see what was so amusing. “This…” He clenched his teeth in anger, his hand trembled as his eyes grew red.

"You loved me once, so you can love me again." Micah placed his hands on hers, reveling in the same caress that had him doing her every bidding. However, this time, he noticed something different. That feeling that used to set his soul on fire made him feel empty. Instead, he only had the urge to follow Roman. "I still love you, Micah," Melania said, keeping his eyes on her, "and soon we'll be together again. I promise." Despite his effort to pull away, she pulled him into a kiss. But before she could deepen it, Micah bit down, drawing blood from her lip. She pulled back, astonished, then intrigued.

I figured he might be calling to explain himself or apologize. A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I answered, but instead of an apology, Cedric's voice came through harshly. "Why didn't you tell me your right eye was blind? Now, Celine is blind too. Are you happy now? Is it fun to mess with blind people? Come here and give her your left cornea." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. If someone didn't know better, they might think Cedric was Celine's husband. All of this suddenly made sense.