Oh To See Without My Eyes Novels & Stories

Only pain and nothing else. A fiery glow covering his veins, so brilliant that he wanted to cover his eyes but dare not; however, it stopped. Vanished. It was the most frightening and worst experience of his life. His eyes hazed, and he knew he was losing his sight when a raw and dark, pungent, heavy tear escaped them. It also escaped from his nose and ears, disgusting, awful odor.

She was genuinely puzzled by his statement. He looked at her with an intense gaze, a mysterious aura surrounding him. "I can see things that the human eyes can't see," he explained. His voice was low and filled with a hint of something magical. " I can see the color of your eyes, the deepest shade of green I've ever seen, with delicate silver strands woven within. I can feel your heart beating faster in my presence, which is quite normal, and oh, you use to smell absolutely delightful too…" he whispered in a hushed tone.

Ciara's POV The party is slowly picking up and guests are making their way to their seats. I see my family all dressed up with smiling faces as they say hello to some of the pack members. I can’t help but feel a sting in my heart for being left out. Lost in thought of my own misery, I didn’t see the spotlights suddenly turn on and flash across my eyes, momentarily blinding me and my Owl’s sight. ‘Shit… I can’t see…’ I hop around shaking my head, trying to clear yellow and red spots from my eyes.

Ambrose nonchalantly remarked. His high appraisal made Larissa embarrassed. "Mister, I've special ability. My eyes have X-ray vision. It sounds like a fantasy, and I'm not sure how to explain it. Anyway, my vision can penetrate surfaces. If I focus, I can see through objects as though they are transparent.

“Now, little mortal, have you tried it yet?” “What? No!-” “-close your eyes,” he ordered, about to poke my eyes out. I shut them reflexively, and he dabbed the liquid onto my lids. “There,” he said, satisfied. I blinked back tears as my vision refocused. The night beyond my car burst into color, everything that had once been darkness was now muted colors, like the world seen through tinted glass. Will-'o-the-wisps darted through the night, and a single ghost glided across the sky. I shivered.

The room dims. Sight vanishes as if someone has snuffed out the sun. One moment I could see everything: the vivid details of Glory’s terrified face, the patterns of the room and floor, the raw, beautiful power of my own wolf form. Now, I’m plunged into suffocating blackness. Blind again. The sudden absence of vision is a punch to the gut, leaving me gasping for air. A sob breaks from my chest, raw and ragged. “Alpha Kyo… I can’t see. I just saw you. I saw her. It was so clear. Why can’t I see now?” My voice is thin, reedy, barely a whisper.

Her lips tremble. And her eyes— Her eyes are searching. She doesn’t see me. Not yet. But I see her. And I can’t breathe.

I partly opened my eyes to see someone standing over me, their dark frame shading me from the blinding light above. When they saw I had partly opened my eyes, their faces came closer to mine. Though right next to me, their features were blurred and blendend. I tried to focus on something specific, but it seemed as if my vision refused to work. After a useless struggle, i gave up and shut my eyes again.

I blinked, unsure if my vision had returned or if I was seeing things. The door closed behind her. I heard her footsteps approaching. Her hands touched my chin, tilting it toward her. "Your sight," she exclaimed. "It's getting worse. I can see the milky haze surrounding your cornea." "The medication—" I offered. "It isn't working. Maybe you should try something else." "What?" "My blood." She stretched her hand forward, a small knife resting in her palm. "If my blood can cure people with plagues, it might restore your sight."

Approved. Her light washed over me without burning. Without pushing me away. For a moment, I felt a presence in my mind - not words, not commands, just a feeling: You are seen. My eyes stung with tears. I reached out - And just as my fingers were about to touch the goddess’s hand -