The Blind Eye Society Novels & Stories

“I’m not normal then.” “That’s the problem.” Silence stretches between us. He exhales. “Lately, you’ve been pushing too hard.” “I’m working, Gabriel.” “No, you’re trying to prove something.” My fingers hover over the keyboard. “Ardent Global is hesitating,” I say evenly. “Because of your blindness, it's obvious,” Gabriel replies bluntly. I appreciate that about him—he doesn’t sugarcoat. “They think closing a deal with us will lead to loss,” he continues.

PHEROMONE BLIND STARWRITES CHAPTER 3: PHEROMONE BLIND Lucas didn't sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, crimson eyes stared back at him. "Omega." "Run." "Lucas Bennett." His heart lurched each time he remembered those words.

The room was quiet. “I know,” Noah said. And then, so quietly it almost wasn’t there at all: “You’re worth paying attention to.” I sat with that. I had been told I was powerful. Brilliant. Ruthless. Difficult. Impossible. I had been told I was more since the accident and less since the accident and everything in between by people who thought they understood what blindness did to a person. I had not been told I was worth paying attention to. Not like that. Not simply, without agenda, without pity or performance.

"I cannot see." Callista stared at her in confusion as the entire foyer fell silent. And across the room, Zeno's heart pounded. He wanted to see Callista's reaction. Perhaps, a small part of him even wanted to be proven right for feeling disappointed when he discovered his mate was blind. "I am blind," Solena finally admitted. Callista's eyes widened. She looked closely at Solena's eyes, noticing how unfocused they were. It was true. Her goddess given mate was blind.

“Elowen, something’s wrong!” Elowen, ever steady, was by her side in an instant, her hands gripping Mara’s shoulders, her face full of concern. “Mara? What’s wrong? Talk to me.” “I can’t see. I can’t see anything.” The words hit her like a physical blow. Blind. She was blind. And no matter how much she screamed or cried, no one could help. They tried, of course. Every healer, every divinator, every doctor who had any experience with magic came to her. They poked, prodded, did everything they could, but the blindness remained. And it was getting worse. Day by day, the blackness filled more and more of her vision, until there was nothing left.

“What do you mean I can't use my blood on her?” “Well,” Natasha seemed to sit on the other chair across from us. “If you use your blood on her eyes, it will damage it completely and she might become blind.” Her words made us freeze. She continued. “Her eyes were in their sensitive phrase right now and it cannot be hit by the sun or anything—not even be poked accidentally because it can cause permanent blindness.” I heard her let out a sigh. “That's why you have to protect your eyes at this phrase. The cloth I used to blindfold your eyes—don't take it off, not even if you would take a bath or shower.”

She even offered to help give my husband 'massages' at night. Their clothes were entangled on the ground as their undressed bodies moved under the covers. The atmosphere was steamy in bed. How were they not afraid? Well, it was only normal that they were not worried about anything because I was 'blind'. I opened my eyes in the dark. It felt so disgusting that I wanted to throw up, but I pinched myself to hold it back. They had no idea that I had just been joking when I claimed to be blind. They started to go about their filthy ways when they heard that I could not see.

The big screen in the hall displayed several images of different people with all sorts of weird looks and forms. He pressed another button and the image of a particular girl expanded till it covered the other images. Her eyeballs are completely white it looks like she can't see a thing. " Meet Blind Bat, She's been blind from birth and was abandoned on the streets when the virus broke out. My scavenging team found her half dead on the streets and she was brought to me. She can't see with her eyes, but trust me, She knows all that happens around her through vibrations. Plus, she makes some silent noise like bats that makes her detect when there's an obstacle or object blocking her" he explain

Even though he was blind his other senses were ten times stronger. He also hadn’t been born blind he had lost his sight when he had turned twelve. The process wasn't painful but he remembered training with his father and the world around him had started to turn blurry and then just blackness. Vincent had struggled with depression but his father wouldn't allow him to disappear. His father had just pushed him harder to train and become a good Alpha and he was ruthless in battle and never allowed this obstacle of sight to make him weak. He protected his pack and would make sure he protected his mate as well. Vincent wondered if she would reject him because he would never be able to fully claim

Adrian got closer, his hand caressing my forehead and pushing the hair back, “the doctors put some drops in them to make sure they are well protected from any harm. You should be able to open them in a few minutes.” “Oh.” I whispered. It was a small word, but god… the relief that rushed inside my chest was like a heavy boulder had been pushed off my heart. I don’t even know what I would have done if I had become blind. I am already an omega. A blind omega would have been banished immediately. And then death. Because I’d rather commit suicide than to get into hands of other rogues. I heard the women get raped or murdered out there since they have no protection. Barely any of them survive. It