Sad Daddy Hunting Blind Novels & Stories

*No you aren’t, you just care about only yourself, how I wish I wasn’t blind, I would have claimed her, I am so proud of my mate* Amoux said and Alpha Ryder walked angrily to his room. Landon placed a knock at Harriet door and she opened the door immediately. “Good evening” Landon greet and Harriet nod her head. “What are you doing here?” She asked. “Your father is here to see you” Landon replied and walked away. “He has finally come back to his senses” Harriet said and lock her door before walking out. “Father, thank goodness you have finally come back to your sènses” Harriet said and Mr Kaden chuckled. “I am not here for you, I am here to see Hazel” Mr Kaden replied.

"Hey, it looks like the blind guy is already shifting. Is that how you're going to get to Harlan, bitch!" Sicily fell silent, her hearing beginning to ring. The loud voice was able to open memories of the past, a time when she had to accept humiliation in her own pack. "Rhena!" Sicily said softly. "It's good that you remember." Sicily paused, but her sense of smell picked up another scent that she was sure belonged to Harlan. Sicily's head turned and it was as if those green eyeballs were boring into Harlan's beady eyes.

Do you understand what that means for a man who has been blind for three years. I stared at my screen. He wants his first real look at you to be the moment, Daniel said. That’s what he’s waiting for. Not the procedure. Not the recovery. You. I put my phone down. Picked it up. Four weeks and six days, I typed. Four weeks and six days, Daniel said. And then Noah he is not going to stop. I put my phone face down on the desk. Sat back. Four weeks and six days and Damien Cole was in his office thirty feet away being completely assembled and controlled with his jaw tight and the Walsh file under his hand and a midnight phone call to his brother that said I need to see him like it was the simplest

She walked in with the wind and caught my attention. I hid so she couldn’t see me. I knew she was here to see my father. Her mother signed her in and I caught her name, Sadie. My father doctor Joel Coleman. One of the most beloved psychiatric in Brockville. I sadly wondered what was wrong with this beautiful creature. She sat next to her mother, still looking towards the floor. “Jacob, where are you?” I heard my father holler out. Sadie turned her head slightly. I caught a flash of her blue-green eyes and then back to the floor they went. “I’m right here father,” I said as I stepped into his office. My father, a man in his fifties. Looked up from his glasses at me.

Jaxon mumbled in annoyance. Turning to me he grinned slightly and said softly, “He is a bigger idiot than even you.” “How are you not compelled?” I whispered harshly, making him grin. Pointing at his two-colored eyes, he smiled. “I'm partially blind in my green eye and can't be compelled fully plus I know that he is a liar. He doesn't know either which makes it all the more entertaining.” Looking past him, I watched as Sadie stepped out from the back room, and her white hair was stained with red.

I wondered why she was seated near the window. She hated them, especially when they were open. That's why she had heavy blinds installed in the house the moment she moved in. I heard her mother had jumped out a window and wound up dead. Who wouldn't commit suicide with a father like hers? A terrifying Italian mob leader who had lived by the sword and ended by it. She had so much trauma. It wasn't shocking she fell in love with my father, or was it safe to say that she likely trauma bonded with him?

It reads: 'Do not forget why you are inside Blackwood Enterprises. You are not there to smile. You are not there to make friends. You are there because I allowed it. Watch him. Report everything. Or your mother dies first. I will make you listen. A.V.' The air leaves my lungs. Adrian Vale. The walls feel closer. This was never a fresh start. It’s a trap. And I walked straight into it.

Cowboy gave them all burner phones and instructions on texting info back to the club. Breed then watched his brothers take off. Four of them would go to Huntsville and two would go to Decatur to spy on Hade’s Messenger MC. Blade’s dad would roll over in his grave if he knew but that wasn’t his problem. He hoped he would in fact. Yeah, he felt bitter. He did wish he could get rid of it, but so far… he hadn’t been able to. It still burned like a simmering coal in his soul.

Fiona’s POV The blindfold had become my prison, sealing me in a darkness so complete that every sound felt like a gunshot in the void. My knees throbbed against the cold concrete, and the ropes had long since rubbed my wrists raw, sending sharp stings up my arms with every tiny shift. Jordan’s presence lingered like a shadow—his cologne thick and nauseating, and his occasional low chuckles made my skin crawl. I used to think he liked me back in Marian's house, but his switch was the craziest I've experienced. Marian paced nearby, her heels clicking with predatory rhythm. My heart raced at the two hours ticking time I had left before I finally died lonely.

“Lower your expectations, then.” Sophia made a sound expressing her mockery of Miller. “I smell something burning.” I was about to tell her that the burning smell was coming from her father, who was threatening me with those frightening eyes. His chest was rising and falling heavily while he struggled with the fishing rod in his hands. “This damn thing refuses to adjust!” “Do you want me to help you, Seb?” Sara asked in a low voice. “I've told you many times not to call me Seb,” he snapped at her so harshly that everyone was startled.