Nina's Blinds Novels & Stories

Instead, I quietly opened the closet door, slapped my mouth over Jeremiah's mouth to keep him from speaking out, while I spoke to Daniel to mask the sound of the closet door opening and closing. "Threats and more threats, that's all you're good at, Daniel. But it seems it's escaped your notice that right now, we are both like blind men, and I'm the one who is most at an advantage. After all, I've lived like a blind woman for quite some time now."

Mini nodded her head. "I believe you." She said, clearing her throat to probably get rid of the lip forming within, and nodded to the stairs. "We should go." She said. "They're probably waiting for us." Mini and I walked the rest of the way in silence. She led me to the gym she mentioned earlier, where Ollen and Sam were sparing. I stood by the door and watched the two me. Despite being blind, Ollen was not at a disadvantage, as one might think. He moves swiftly, blocks attacks from his beta, and throws his own punches. He barely missed the other man, hitting at every chance he got.

Neither of us noticed the small red light blinking in the corner of the room. Hidden behind a book on the shelf. A tiny camera. No bigger than a button. Recording everything. Watching everything. Sending a live feed to someone far away. Someone who smiled as she watched. Someone who whispered to herself, "Perfect. This is perfect. Now everyone will see. Now everyone will know what kind of man Derrick Cole really is. Taking advantage of a blind, helpless girl. They'll destroy him for me. And I won't have to lift a finger." But we didn't know any of that.

But upon seeing him touching me, her eyes turned sharp, nearly murderous. “What are you doing here?” she demanded. “I should be the one asking,” Ryder replied coldly. I stepped back, taking the opportunity to move away. My hand swiftly slipped the small dagger Ryder had left on the side table. I didn’t know if I would use it, but having it made me feel slightly safer. “I...” Serina was at a loss for words. She looked at Ryder, then at me, then at the fallen blanket. “I just brought your washed blanket,” she finally said, her voice nearly shaking. “What is she doing here? Isn’t this your cabin?”

Her eyes were twinkling along with a devilish grin, she handed Jeremy a pink silk blindfold, her voice commanding and flirtatious, "Get your clothes off, cowboy. Put this on, lie down, and get ready for the ride of your life." Her voice was a mix of promise and challenge, and Jeremy couldn't resist the temptation.The room was filled with tension and anticipation as Jeremy complied, his heart pounding in his chest. The silk blindfold cooled his skin, plunging him into a world of darkness and heightening his other senses.The cabin was filled with a charged silence, the only sounds being Alexandra's soft movements. The tantalizing promise of what was to come filled the room. He could hear Alexa

I had to see this through, no matter the cost. Later that evening, after the dust had settled, I found myself alone in Nina’s room, the soft glow of the lamp casting long shadows on the walls. Her comb, now tucked neatly away in the wardrobe, seemed like an innocuous object, it has been washed and there is nothing it can be used for anymore.

What the hell was going on? My Landon? It couldn't be… “Do you think she'll find out?” The woman asked. “She's too trusting, and she loves me. Even if she finds out, she has nowhere to go. She's blind. I own her.” Landon's voice was sure, almost amused like he was telling a joke. I was the joke. The words hit me like a slap. Blind….. He said it so casually as if the fact that I could not see made me an object. Something to own and control.

|4 Months Later| The snores from Alana filled the room. Eva sat up in her bed. The pads of her fingers glided across the page of the book. One upside to being blind and reading a book? She didn't need light to read. Eva could read in the dark until her heart's content, Aside from Alana's slight snores and the thumping hearts from everyone inside the PackHouse. The night was quite serene.

"I didn't know gods still reside amongst men." "Nah, I'm no god. I'm just as normal as you are." Melinda smiled. "Nah, you can't fool me," I retorted. "I'm familiar with your game. At least, I ain't blind. Shit… I didn't mean to… I meant that even though I was blind, I would also feel the heavy invisibility aura you created."

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