Satan Has Blinded The Eyes Novels & Stories

He held a silver-tipped cane in his right hand, standing with a rigid, imposing posture that radiated pure power and absolute coldness. The quiet whispers of the high-society crowd buzzed in Avery's ears as she walked. "Poor girl, marrying a cripple..." "He used to be a genius, now he’s just a blind monster..." "I heard he’s ruthless. The accident made him completely mad..." Avery blocked them out, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. Step by step, she forced her legs to move toward the altar. When she finally reached him, her hand was trembling violently.

Julie came down from the announcing room and quickly engulfed Luna in her arms, startling her so badly she stiffened. “Our lucky charm! I knew you’d bring us a fortune the day we bought you!” Julie flashed a toothy grin. “You said she was a black sheep,” Theo muttered, rolling his eyes. He wasn’t nearly as thrilled. “Come on! Let the past go. Get her ready to leave. And look, Luna, keep this in mind—always. Never let the man find out about your blindness, or we’re all done for. He’ll kill you first and then us. Understand?” Julie warned, her voice suddenly sharp and serious.

I figured he might be calling to explain himself or apologize. A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I answered, but instead of an apology, Cedric's voice came through harshly. "Why didn't you tell me your right eye was blind? Now, Celine is blind too. Are you happy now? Is it fun to mess with blind people? Come here and give her your left cornea." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. If someone didn't know better, they might think Cedric was Celine's husband. All of this suddenly made sense.

Walking for god knows how long, Megara took a deep breath and halted on her steps. A poker expression plastered on her face as her blind eyes roamed around the area she was standing in. Where can her blind eyes lead her to? Sina sure gave her a map with carved directions so she can easily trace the thick paper and know about her destination but how can she find an inn?

“Some demons fled during the last war. Hid in spirit lands. Thought I wouldn’t return.” Charon spat on the ground. “Weaklings.” I snapped my fingers. Laughing menacingly, knowing what will happen next. This is just a show to the disobedient demons and the low ranked one. A chained demon was dragged forward. His eyes widened as he saw me, and instantly he got blind. “Hades, please! I only ran to protect—” I silenced him with a flick. His mouth disappeared, and his ears were ripped of him immediately. “I gave you power,” I said. “You gave me betrayal.”

I live with the fact that I will be reunited with my parents again one day. King Lucius went to his seat without acknowledging anyone, and I rolled my eyes at his arrogance. He paused when he reached the middle of the room, almost as if something we couldn't see hit him. His eyes snapped in my direction, and for the first time, cold shivers ran down my spine. I wondered how a man could be blind and have such fearful eyes. His grey orbs looked empty, almost like a testimony of the multiple souls he had taken. He looked like a demon, and now that demon was stalking towards me, and he had no expression on his face. That even scared me more because I had no idea what would happen next. I sat the

"Please, just open your eyes." Jung-Ho lightly pats Sook-Ja's cheek. The young girl, whose lifeless body is next to him, and he is kneeling. He is to blame for her current state. While returning from work, she was involved in an accident. He cries out, "Open your eyes," as his own eyes begin to blur. His skull is bruised, and tears are running down his face. He moves his fingers lightly to stroke the side of her cheek. When his hand accidentally bumps against a brand-new wound, he struggles to contain his sobs. It aches worse than anything I've ever experienced, which makes the suffering unbearable. The car is on fire and the flames are rising high into the sky.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

The power he'd stolen now poisoned his legacy, birthing a thirst in his sons that the full moon would eternally ignite—a blood hunger that chained the wolf to infernal chains. And the eyes... those cursed eyes, inherited by the firstborn, veiled in blindfolds to shield the world from their gaze. For to look upon them was to peer into the pact's heart, trapping the viewer in this endless unraveling of sin and sacrifice. Elian felt it now—the pull dragging him deeper, whispers of Kael's name echoing faintly, linking the boy on the floor to the chained alpha in the hideout. This was no mere vision; it was the devil's mark, a gateway to truths that could consume him whole.