Roy Mustang Blind Novels & Stories

I stopped. The next and final car was sitting in a darkened corner. Remington flipped a light on and it was like a spotlight for a superstar. I think I gasped. I’d never seen anything so beautiful in my life. Remington saw me staring. “Yep she’s a beauty huh. I custom painted her….as you can see.” He said. It was a new Shelby Mustang, white and red with racing stripes… I walked around it and saw that on the back he had painted a wolf head …

She looked me up and down, a nasty little smirk twisting her lips as she took in the ruined fabric. Ace’s posture instantly went lethal. His chest heaved as he prepared to rip into her right there in front of the varsity line. But I didn't let him. I stepped right in front of him, my voice cutting through the noise before he could even speak. "Haha. It's alright," I laughed, the sound dry, cold, and dripping with venom as I stared straight into Rose's perfect face. I crossed my arms, tilting my head to the side. "I didn't expect much from a blind bat, anyway. I just thought your eyes would work a little better since... hello. It's nightfall, you know. Aren't wolves supposed to have excellent

"I mean, how difficult can it be? We already wiped out half their family tree. All we have to do is burn the orchard and we're safe." He's grinning. He's joking. I'm still too raddled to admire his antics right now. "So, what do we do?" I ask, still nervous. "I just want it out of my line of sight." Ryder moves into my side closer, pulling me into his familiar scotch scent. "I have a blindfold somewhere, baby. I can always make everything out of your line of sight." I jerk out of his hold while he tries to make out with my neck.