Rdr2 Blind Man Novels & Stories

She urges but Egg stood still. "Don, we have a witness." Bonnie's ears perked, her breath hitching. "Fuck" "Help, please." The man laying on the floor pleaded but as soon as the words left his mouth, a gunshot echoed through Bonnie's ears and she jumped. She stood frozen as she heard a voice say softly, "Grab her." "W-what? No, please, please, please. I promise, I didn't see anything. See? I-I have a guide dog. I'm blind." Bonnie cried as she backed away from the footsteps approaching her.

Right there, impossible to miss in the flickering glow of the firelight, was the prominent, rigid outline of his semi-hard length. He was aroused. A warm, electric shockwave shot straight from Avery's chest down to her toes. Her face burned with a heat so intense she thought she might actually combust. Her gaze darted back up to his face in sheer panic, her hands frozen mid-air. He’s blind. He doesn't know I can see... that, she thought frantically, her mind spinning out of control. Or does he? Damien stood perfectly still, his expression a mask of cool composure, but the slight tightening of his jaw and the rapid pulse in his neck betrayed him.

One of them noticed me. “You.” It was a stern-looking man with dark skin and the kind of build that suggested he could beat most people in a fight. Most people. Not me. There was a huge scar running from the top of his forehead down to his eye. That eye was a cloudy grayish-blue, indicating he was probably blind on that side. The other Alphas stopped. I spotted Damon among them. His face was still busted from our last encounter, making me smirk. He looked breathless as he lowered the tire and glared at me.

The massive explosion swallowed the entire car in an instant as thick smoke billowed straight into the sky. Screams of panic erupted from the crowd. I stood in the stands, watching as the blazing fire devoured everything. The flickering flames reflected in my eyes. I thought to myself, "You've won the bet, Evelyn. Now, you don't need to pretend to be blind anymore." … Third-Person POV When Evelyn woke up, she was in a hospital ward. She forced her eyes open, only to be met with a stark white ceiling.

Why would a blind man choose something so visual? Unless he remembers. Unless he refuses to let the dark win. I don’t know how long I stand there. Then— “What are you doing here?” The voice slices through the silence. Low. Calm. Controlled. I spin around. Desmond Blackwood stands near the door. My heart nearly stops. I don’t hear it open. I don’t hear him move. He stands tall in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. His white cane, detailed with subtle gold swirls, rests in his left hand. Dark lenses shield his eyes, his expression unreadable.

Xavier said. Saphira nodded at this. Both Orion and Dorian extended their hands for a handshake, but Saphira didn’t react. It became rather awkward. Xavier sighed a bit since he hadn’t given the other leaders the memo about Saphira being blind. Orion huffed and Dorian muttered, “Rude.” Lyra said with a huff, “Agreed.” Diana stated sternly.

he said, his voice as smooth as ever. Damian rushed forward, lighting the cigarette with a quick flick of his lighter. Silvio puffed out a cloud of smoke, watching it rise and twist in the air He exhaled, gaze drifting to the captive on the floor "Remove his blindfold” The order barely landed before one of the men stepped forward and removed the cloth from the man's face. The man blinked rapidly, his eyes adjusting to the light. The moment they landed on Damian, they froze. Confusion, hurt and betrayal. It all passed over his bloodied face in seconds

My quota of ten deaths per city was almost full. Being blind was hard - no one wished that for themselves, but I found it easier since I was an Alpha. My senses were ten times better than humans and so, I was a perfect blind man who could do almost everything. But I needed my eyes for one thing… "Hey, handsome." A lady snapped me out of my thoughts. I was sitting at my favorite spot in the club where I could feel the movement of the crowd better and the scent of different perfumes mingling with the smoke from the dancefloor.

His eyebrows furrowed as he took a last whiff and threw away the cigarette, crushing it below his feet. A guard steps forward, bowing and he nods at him. Asking him to continue. "Shall I?" He asks and James nod. Leaning back on his seat. Ready to get the game playing. The guards move forward and one of them steps behind the man, removing the blindfold. Making the man to cringe, as the bulb light blinded him for a second. "What the fuc-" He curses struggling to open his eyes. To only have James press his elbows on his thighs and lean closer.

he said and I gripped his hand forcefully, twisting it backwards. "What are you playing at? Baby doll?" I said with the blade of my dagger pressed against his throat. "Yes, no… I repent," he said, shrieking painfully and I let him go. "Common Sky, that is dangerous," he said pointing at my dagger as I flicked it back in. We proceeded in silence but he stopped at a point. "Ma'am, we can't proceed without the blind. You are a new member, it's the rule," he said, placing the blind in my hands.