Sadi The Blind Lady Novels & Stories

I remember you saying that I was blind just now, right? "Yes, so what about that?" The stunning lady, whose face was full of heavy makeup, put on a scornful expression. Lucas shook his head. "Haven’t you realized that you're the one who's blind here?" The gorgeous lady was stunned when she heard that. She felt that Lucas was acting really weird. She smiled coldly at Lucas. "Hey brat, my eyes are perfectly fine, and I can still see you. You’re someone who doesn’t know what death is, right?!"

But I regained my composure, as they ran deep into the woods. As we kept marching forward, closely following the warriors' lead, I stole respective glances at Meghan, Kieran, Melinda, and Malik. Malik kept staring off into space, with a stoic expression, on his face. The warriors that were escorting us, might have probably figured out that he is blind, and it might be common knowledge amongst them, because the warrior that stopped the brawl, between Malik and Satoshi, might have spread the news about Malik's disability amongst them. Meghan was visibly exhausted. She was probably fed up with the long walk to the Alpha, but Kieran and Melinda were carried away by the overwhelming sights they w

Footsteps can be heard as well, slowly walking in her direction. 'Ok, maybe you shouldn't be that confident.' She gulps then clenches her first before slowly turning around. There stood a lady, looking at her with a chain in her right hand while her left hand was occupied with a bloody knife. The lady's mouth is slightly open, saliva coming out and a little bit of blood. Her clothes were a mess, same with her hair that hid half of her face. Patima’s breathing stops as she looks at the lady. The lady doesn't seem to see her and she looks around and sniffs. The lady is blind, she uses her smelling sense to find someone, and that someone is Patima.

It had been almost four years since she’d been here, learning how to deceive people by hiding her blindness. “M…me?” She wasn’t sure she’d heard that right. “Unfortunately, yeah,” he sighed, picking out some pieces of clothing that could barely be called a full outfit. Theo was disappointed that the only girl he liked here was now going to leave. But, nevertheless, he didn’t treat her the way he liked her. Luna turned around, counting the steps to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her but suddenly remembered Theo hated when she did that. Turning on the squeaky shower, a weird thought ran through her mind. What if the person who purchased her treated her like a toy? What if he found ou

I was probably not thinking then. “Since we have a deal? Can I ask what kind of sickness your sister has?” I asked, blaming myself that I didn't ask that first because confirming that we now have a deal. What if his sister’s sister has an incurable disease? Wouldn't that be kicking myself in the foot? “Selene is blind.” I stared at him, mouth wide open. Blind? As in blind? Oh my goddess! A blind Vampire Princess? “How? When?” I asked after I was able to get over my shock. Can Vampires get blind too? Aren't they immortal?

So I thought of a plan, and it worked. “No! No, let them go, please.” The woman began to sob as I reappeared with her husband and child. “Why doesn’t she want to look at me?” Adaira asked as the girl’s eyes remained closed even after a minute. “She can’t see. She’s blind.” The mother said.

“Did you hear that? Please tell me you all heard that.” “This... this blind bitch is the one who made us? Do you know how ridiculous you sound right now? Midnight Bloom is one of the biggest publishing companies out there. We worked hard to build this place. We did that. “Not some random blind woman who can’t even walk across a hallway without ending up flat on the floor.” She turns back to me, her eyes dripping with fake sympathy. “Sweetheart, if you’re that desperate for attention, just say it. You didn’t have to make up some pathetic fantasy story just to feel important for five minutes.”

Luckily, Michael reminded her, or else she might end up talking nonsense again. Although Edward James did not see Clara, the woman sitting with him saw her. The woman looked straight at Clara when she was still looking at him. It startled Clara. On the contrary, her body began to heat up and her mood was uneasy as if she had just been caught by the woman doing her bad deeds. “I thought you said you’d heard of Edward James, so you should know.” Clara wanted to forget what had just happened, so she talked to Michael. “Know what?” “Edward James is a blind man. He’s blind so he can’t see me.”

Sat. A woman walked by. White cane. Tap tap tap. Real blind. Not performing. She stopped near me. Tilted her head. Listening. "Nice day," she said. "Yes," I said. She sat. Not close. Not far. Two people on a bench. "You smell like hospital," she said. "I was there. Last night." "Family?" "Sister. Sort of." She nodded. Didn't ask more. Blind people learn not to push. Or she was just polite.

"What is your given name?" "Sansa Elsher," I said, extending my hand as she asked. Elodie stretched for my hand, but her grip slipped, and I realized she was blind. I adjusted my hand to assist her in making the connection, feeling admiration for her ability. "You have a captivating beauty," said Elodie, her words bearing an otherworldly ring to them. Curiosity piqued my interest, and I couldn't help but wonder, "Can you truly see me?" "I was born blind, and yet I perceive and comprehend more than anyone who has sight," explained Elodie, her voice echoing with a depth that demanded attention.