Nina's Blinds Novels & Stories

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

Will she be able to triumph over principalities? This is the story of The Blind Luna. ★★★ Annaliese Dayton is an eighteen year old blind shewolf from Clear Waters pack. Born to the delta, the third in command of the pack, she is the second child and the only girl of the family. Eric Dayton, the first born is four years older than her and her being the middle child is two years older than her twin brothers, Marcus and Matthew. Her Dad, being the delta of the pack loves to brag about Eric to everyone and anyone who cares to listen.

Once Nina exited from her room she locked the door immediately. She made a rope using bedsheets and got down from the balcony, it was never hard for her because back in Vegas she had done all this stuff a lot of times and is been always scolded by Serah for her crazy attempts, again her eyes got watery but she rubbed them off and started running towards the backside gate, there was no one around due to the ceremony going on in the garden, she could hear the noises of light music. She was so lost in running that she didn't notice someone coming from the front and collided with him, her breath hitched seeing the old gardener in front of her...

**Nina's POV** I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. My auburn curls cascaded down my shoulders, framing my face. I was dressed in a fitted emerald gown that hugged every curve, the color enhancing the fiery determination in my hazel eyes. Today wasnt just another day. Today, I would reclaim my identity, my pride, and my dignity. I adjusted the diamond necklace on my neck—the very one my late father gave me. His words echoed in my mind: *"Nina, never let anyone dim your light."*

Good for me, I chose to wear a blue blouse with jeans and combat boots today. I tiptoe the rest of the way quickly, entering the warehouse, and just as usual, find curtains drawn in particular spaces, each between two pillars by youngsters who consider each curtain a particular compartment. The sight of mats under them can be seen if one peeks down, and the sound of voices chattering fill the air. I use my bag to hide my face as I search for Nina. "Nina..." I pull open one curtain and the couple making out behind it shoot me a dirty glare. "Oh, sorry."

She moved back, pressing her butt against his arousal. "Sweet Nina," he whispered, and in the next moment, Nina felt a piece of material in front of her eyes, blocking her vision. Okay, he had blindfolded her. "Do you know that when you shut one body sense, others tend to amplify?" He asked her teasingly as his hands went back to knead her breasts. "You can turn to me now."

The tears were still rolling slowly, but then it had slowly turned into a river or trickle, and Nolan found relief in that. "Then whose fault was it?" he asked quietly, stroking her head soothingly as he inhaled her scent again and again, and his wolf was satisfied with Natalie being in their arms. Natalie herself breathed in and out softly, small hiccups escaping from her lips as she sighed again. "You probably don't remember why you were blind,” she responded as she tried to move impossibly closer into his chest because his warmth was bringing her comfort which she had really missed. She felt like crying again being this close to him but she tried to hold her tears back.

NINA “Will it help if I am blindfolded?” I met his suspicious grey eyes and said, “I promise I won’t peak. Just… let me do this.” I didn’t know why I was so insistent but I really wanted to do this, more so because of the bloody flashes that were coming every time I didn’t focus on something else. So I was focusing on him. “You’re begging to tend to a monster, lisichka.” His tone was low, dangerous. “You won’t like what you find.”

At the study doorway stood Nina in a beige silk dress. She wore a slight smile, but for an instant a strange glint flickered in her eyes. “Yes, keep fighting. The uglier it gets, the better tomorrow’s show will be.”

I said while pointing my finger to the bar. "I can't see anything Nina," she said in her drunken panic voice. I looked at her and giggled and said "first remove your hand from your eyes." Removing her hand from her eyes she giggled while trying to look in the direction of my pointed finger. "Nina, stop moving your finger. I can't concentrate, don't you know I have recovered from my blindness just now," she said in her drunken voice while opening and closing her eyes to make her vision clear. But I was not moving my finger.