Nick Saban The Blind Side Novels & Stories

He turned to face the audience. He looked to his left side where other awardees were standing there with their parents, smiling happily, posing for pictures and there he was, standing alone with no one beside him. His eyes went glossy. He looked down to hide his tears from everyone. He couldn’t control anymore so he ran away from the stage. He ran to the playground and sat under the tree, holding his award in his hand. “What should I do with this award when I have no one beside me to celebrate with “Abram said and sobbed.

Those two had a talent for turning every event into their personal stage. I moved further before I even realized it, pushing through the crowd with ease, as people parted instinctively, but by the time I got a clear view… I froze, not because of her. She stood there, right in front of Clarissa and Sasha, shoulders squared, chin lifted, eyes blazing with something fierce… something unshaken. And for a second, everything else disappeared,I didn’t notice the music, didn’t hear the whispers, didn’t even register the tension in the air.

I walked out of the room, note in hand, and spotted Anna just coming around the corner with a cup of coffee in one hand and a clipboard in the other. I waited next to the door and as she approached and noticed me, her face that was once stern and seemingly uncaring grew worried as she asked, "Nathan what's wrong?" When I didn't answer immediately she immediately assumed the worse and asked, "Did... did he reject you?" I looked at her with widened eyes at that and shook my head no before answering her previous question, "Anna I don't think he can see." I said my voice but a mere whisper. When she gave me a questioning look, I handed her the note that she read slowly before giving me a look of

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!

Theo guessed, hoping it was the same issue as before—maybe the shirt wasn’t good enough. “He means the blindfold and that stupid collar. She’s not a dog,” Drake said, pinching his nose and adjusting his glasses. “Oh, sure. I’ll remove the blindfold,” Theo muttered, quickly untying it. “But the collar can’t be removed. It’s the policy of the purchase, Sir.” Carson and Drake stared at him as if they would rip him apart for not removing it. The awkward silence grew heavy, making Theo tremble. He could feel his soul shivering inside his skin.

Jeremy having enough of Terrell Hillis’ shenanigans trying to remain calm while wanting to beat Terrell to an inch of his life, pushes him against with his forearm against Terrell’s throat, then says while maintaining pressure, “ Get This Through Your Thick-Ass Head, I own the Cannibals, and you answer to me. You are an overrated running back that benefited from and played alongside a Hall of Fame Quarterback, offensive linemen, Wide Receiver, and tight end. You’re the only one who isn’t in the Hall of Fame. Ya, I never got a chance to show what I could do in the pros; I caught a bad break, it happens, but I can still contribute to the game and make it better. Nothing about your credentials

Do-Yun says before passing her a plate of food. Sook-Ja nods "I will. But first, let's talk to your mother." she says looking at the man. Do-Yun's smile drops for a moment, but he quickly goes back to his smiling self when he realises that Sook-Ja can't see it. "We will Sook-Ja soon." "You always have excuses right? Sook-Ja adds. Do-Yun doesn't say anything, he just nods and continues eating their dinner. ~*~*~*~

she said with a small smile. Nolan listened with open ears as his past was revealed to him. He sat there, shocked and angry at the witch, but he couldn't find it in himself to hate her. Without her, he wouldn't have gone through all these things with Natalie and that was what made their bond even stronger. They had been through many ups and downs and that made them who they were today. He was slightly mad and annoyed that the witch had made him blind, but that was all. “Then what made my blindness to go away?" he whispered softly as a tear trailed down his cheek, but he wiped it away quickly and stared straight into Natalie’s comforting eyes as she held his hand, stroking it softly.

Nixon wasn’t happy with that and tried to snatch the company from him after Zane’s father died. He had tampered with Zane’s car—deliberately—sabotaging the brakes just hours before Zane drove down the mountain after inspecting their latest project. It wasn’t just an act of desperation—it was a calculated murder attempt, cloaked in twisted brotherhood. Apparently, Nixon had been too confident that his plan would succeed. Little did he know, he dug his own grave and unlike Zane who had returned from the dead, Nixon would surely rot in his cell.