The Blind Idiot God Novels & Stories

Sean had always been a sweet talker. When I was blind, he would get jealous when others tried to help me. He was extremely possessive. "I was only trying to ask directions." "No. You have me. You don't need any other men. I'll always be by your side." How hypocritical. Yet I still fell for his sweet words for the past two years. At that moment, all I felt was contempt. If he had truly loved me, would he have treated me as a sick joke for two whole years?

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

The sound of the ripping parchment is loud in the silent hall. Julian flinches again. I fold the pieces together and tear them again. I keep going until the document is nothing but a handful of white scraps. I open my fingers. The white pieces flutter down to the marble floor. They land on Marcella’s damp skirt. They land on Julian’s polished shoes. “Three years ago, I was blind,” I say to him. “I thought love was a duty. I thought if I bled enough for your people, you would finally see me as a human being.”

“She’ll thank me.” The words were almost identical to what Hannah recorded. Hearing them out loud, face to face, made my skin crawl. He wasn’t bluffing. He was deluded enough to think this whole game ended with her running back into his arms. And maybe that was why her plan could work—he was blind enough to trap himself. But blind men are dangerous. Blind men force reality to fit their obsession, and they break anything that doesn’t bend. “You’re playing with fire,” I said quietly. “She’s not yours anymore.”

I walked out of the room, note in hand, and spotted Anna just coming around the corner with a cup of coffee in one hand and a clipboard in the other. I waited next to the door and as she approached and noticed me, her face that was once stern and seemingly uncaring grew worried as she asked, "Nathan what's wrong?" When I didn't answer immediately she immediately assumed the worse and asked, "Did... did he reject you?" I looked at her with widened eyes at that and shook my head no before answering her previous question, "Anna I don't think he can see." I said my voice but a mere whisper. When she gave me a questioning look, I handed her the note that she read slowly before giving me a look of

Kyle remained silent as his legs moved without thought, impelled on by the whim and will of the God, hidden from sight amongst the shadow. 'The blind following the blind.' His mother would have said. Refusing to use the comparison to lemmings, saying it was an insult to a creature who she thought were rather intelligent, Doubts and irritations circled his mind like dust in a coalmine and the fight to keep them away was intense. The beast could most likely decipher any slander against him or sense those qualms that could lead to betrayal. He already dreaded what they would return to.

Osisiakalaka said as he stood in front of the crowd. "Yaa!" The people of Umuise responded. "Great people of Umuise! Once again, I greet you!" "Yaa!" "There is a popular saying among my people that a blind man is useless in the eyes of his people when the sun is shinning in the morning but when the sun has departed and everywhere is in complete darkness, the blind man eventually becomes the king because he has mastered the art of walking in darkness and those people who had neglected him in the morning will seek his help as they try in vain to find their way home. Great people of Umuise, i am not saying that I am blind neither am I supporting any of you to lose your sight, I am simply teachi

Crank! The offerings knocked off the ear. The holistic statue of God instantly looked filthy and ominous with the mess around it. “Oh my!” The priest was shocked when he saw the statue being damaged and covered in a mess. He went up to Idris and said, “Sir, everything is planned out by God. Please calm down.” “Planned out?” Idris’ eyes gleamed dangerously. His lips curled into a dangerous grin and he said, “My grandson is crippled, and you are telling me it’s planned?”

“I invoked our God...” “You did what?” she growled, but I silenced her instantly. “Nocturnus honored me with his materialized presence. The God said the blind wolf can predict the future and lead us to victory.” I stroked her jaw, gripping her chin firmly. “Do you understand what that means?”

What kind of person drives like he owns the road? Just then a deep, male voice spoke above me “Are you blind, miss?” Am I blind ? Is the idiot fucking serious? He almost hit me and he’s asking if I’m blind ??! I didn’t bother looking up for I was still in so much shock. What if I would’ve died then and there? He kept asking me stupid questions for about 5 minutes and I didn’t answer back. I realized he turned around to walk away leaving me helpless on the road after almost running me over. I stood up and called out