Out Of Sight Novel Novels & Stories

Don’t blame me when things get rough. Seconds later, several security guards arrived, and Tiana ordered them to drag me away. One of the guards pinned me to the ground. My cheek scraped against the pavement, and a trickle of blood appeared almost instantly. My classmates watched, finally realizing the gravity of the situation. "So Lily really is the other woman, huh? Who would’ve thought? All this time she’s been pretending to be some rich heiress," someone muttered. "I guess she met her match with Tiana. If not for this, she might’ve kept us fooled."

He gingerly put me down, and the moment my feet touched the cool ground, he turned me around, my back facing him, and slowly, carefully untied the blindfold, the rough fabric scratching against my skin. I squeezed my eyes shut, the bright light a searing pain behind my eyelids, then rubbed them, trying to adjust. I closed my eyes, letting the lingering darkness fade after hours blindfolded, and then opened them to the peaceful quiet of the place. From our vantage point high above the mountains, the world stretched out before us in secluded splendor, a breathtaking panorama. Nestled high in the valley, the pool’s surface shimmered, a jewel reflecting the deep green of the surrounding foliage.

Somewhere in those ruins, secrets waited—secrets that might save or damn them both. She straightened, gripping her dagger with renewed resolve. “Then let’s end this night with no more lies.” Together, they stepped from the riverbank into the waiting shadows, unaware that another pair of eyes watched from the mist. Eloria Thorne’s lips curved into a dangerous smile.

I was to pretend this affair didn't exist and do nothing to stop them. Something wrapped its arm around my throat. I tore the contract into shreds. Nathaniel had kept the affair a secret for five whole years. That was something I didn't see coming. … It happened one night when I came home—three months had passed since our wedding. The first thing that greeted my eyes was a house turned upside-down. I saw torn clothes, undergarments, and questionable stains all over the ground. I walked into my bedroom. That was where I found Nathaniel in bed, naked with another woman. The scene hit me like a sledgehammer.

Lucian Moretti – POV The scent of her was in my study long after she had gone. Not jasmine and vanilla, but the sharp, clean odor of the clay, and something else underneath—the electric tang of a mind working, of defiance simmering just beneath a placid surface. She was changing the very atmosphere of my sanctum. I stared at the clay map, her map. The lines were sure, the symbols clear. A blind girl had built a world from a memory of touch. And her deduction about the lily, the Alps… it was brilliant. It felt true.

Once again, the divine beast clan ceases contact with the outside world to avoid the threats of the total extinction of the Four Divine Beast Clans. Such fate is cruel. "I guess... life sometimes is cruel," I murmured as I finished reading the book. I felt conflicted and emotional. I grabbed another book and found the title intriguing. "The Eye of the Truth," This is interesting. I began flipping the pages, and the more I read, the deeper my suspicion became. Doubts filled my mind, and something was off about the information written in this book. I suddenly felt dizzy and gripped the book hard. What happened?