The Blind Bandit Novels & Stories

Saphira did trip going up the stairs but she managed to catch herself. "Our first single lady is Saphira Silverstar. She just came of age last month. Most of you know she’s also completely blind. But she’s still sweet as can be," Alpha Alexander said. Saphira gently waved since she was nervous and hated this before Alpha Alexander started to go down the list of the other girls that were there. Amy Brown, Susie Jackson, Lilly Emerson, Amanda Smith, and Flora Erickson were all from Saphira’s pack. Saphira could hear some other names being called up from the other packs. She soon heard the doors to the ballroom opening with a loud bang. It made everyone jump and fall silent.

Before long, he lost everything. One day, a wealthy socialite told me she had seen him at an exclusive club where the rich indulged in every pleasure money could buy. He had been in the center of the crowd, shirtless, surrounded by women. It looked like it was a night he would not forget.

It seems to be the only thing I could feel anymore, but it might also be the only thing keeping me alive. "Cassandra, you are the best part of me. I just got you. I can't lose you," Crayvin chokes. "Please don't leave me, Cassandra. Fight. Please fight. Open your eyes," he screams demandingly. I didn't even notice that my eyes were closed. And this time, when I try to open them, they have been glued shut. My brain is too tired to send the signal for them to open up and give those pretty blue eyes some clarity... some kind of relief.

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.

It seemed like everyone was leaving me alone. Even Beta Draven took away the rest of the sextuplet siblings on the pretext of “Alpha duties”. What Alpha duties will they do in the Blue Moon Pack !! Suddenly, the lavish lights went out and everything fell into the darkest shade of black known. In the pitch dark, I felt someone slip a blindfold on my eyes and whisper seductively in my ear, “Stay put, Kiss Bandit. You did not think that I would let you go after you teased me relentlessly all those nights and left me all alone with a needy, flaming body in the helpless mornings thereafter, did you ?” she asked in her low raspy voice while tying around a- huh ? A tie around my neck ?

Aside from that, this class will introduce you to the worst criminal minds in the history of mankind. "Some of them," said Greg. "Are still on the run." He paused and sighed. "Forgive me that was wrong. Some of them aren't running, but pursuing--- pursuing the government in their own way." The worst of them is the group of vigilante calling themselves Populace Bandits. This is their insignia. The screen shifted to an image of two letters conjoined, forming a butterfly that's missing a quarter of its wing. Ominous, the only word I can describe it. And for the first time, I raised a hand to ask a question.

He nods and I head back into the kitchen to grab whatever looks tasty and can travel. “I hate to do this to you, man, but we can’t have your mates knowing exactly where we are just yet. I hope you like 90s music, cause that’s all Sev listens to.” Casen puts a blindfold on my eyes before putting earbuds in my ears and cranking up the music. Tearing Up My Heart by Backstreet Boys comes on and I groan. At least he could have given me some Missy Elliott or Tupac. Boy Bands? I’m seriously going to have to talk to Sev about his taste in music. They also cuff me with silver and I feel my strength start to wane. The connection with Zak and Charlie is gone, though I luckily told them what was

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

I spat, "and when my warriors come, you will beg for mercy, and you won't find none." The bandits exchanged amused glances as if I were some delusional lunatic. But I refused to back down, even as my body throbbed with pain and my vision blurred from the blood in my eyes. The bandit leader's eyes blazed with fury as he glared at me. His voice dripped with disdain as he spoke, "Do you think we don't know you, huh? Of course, we know you're the Alpha of that headless pack, and is it your toothless warriors, who can't even defend themselves, that'll come here to attack us, eh? Hahahahaha," he sneered sarcastically, his lips curling into a wicked grin.

He ran down the empty street of the cold night and staggered when he bumped against the lamppost. Not far from his position, she was following closely. Her right hand played with her sharp butterfly knife while her head was hung low. He heard so much about this Blind Bandit. For years, the person named Blind Bandit had been ravaging countless criminal organizations and brought them down to their knees within the same night. Her name soared in the outlaw's world, yet she chose to become somebody's subordinate instead of building her criminal organization.