The Blind Love Novels & Stories

she said quietly. Another silence fell between them. Five years ago, they would always have late-night talks before bed. No matter how tired she was, Jade would make time to bond with the blind Zane. She didn’t want him to feel alone, especially since she spent most of the day working herself to the bone to save for his surgery. One night, he made her promise that she would be there when he regained his sight. She had said yes. But in the end, she broke that promise.

“Back when we were in love, we were so happy, so happy.” Blake narrowed his cold eyes and pushed her out of his embrace without leaving a trace. "Angie, I thought I had explained everything to you clearly. I already have another woman in my heart, and we can't go back. I can take care of you, but I can't love you.” Angie bit her lips, and tightly clenched her hand under her loose sleeves. After a moment of silence, it exploded again. "If you don't love me, why stay with me? You go, you go, I don't need your pity or your pity. Don't worry, I… a blind person, won't continue to implicate you.”

Masseur I bid you welcome Did you think that I would harm her? Why would I make her pay, For the sins which are yours?! Order your fine horses now! Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes! Nothing can save you now Except perhaps Christine Start a new life with me Buy his freedom with your love Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death This is the choice! This is the point of no return! The tears I might have shed for your dark fate, Grow cold and turn to tears of hate!

“Pyaar Toh Bahut Log Karte Hain, Lekin Mere Jaisa Prayer Koi Kar Nahin Sakta, Kynki Kisi Ke Paas Tum Jo Nahin Ho” (A Lot Of People Are In Love But No One Can Love Like Me Because They Don'T Have You) From the movie Kal Ho Na Ho *********** Advika was feeling excited and nervous both. She wasn’t sure about what is going to happen after her husband opens the blindfold from her eyes. But she was sure that it will be something which worthy enough to put on this blindfold.

Weak. "Dr. Chen?" "Waiting. Watching. She always watches." "She made you." "She found me. There's a difference." Lin opened her eyes. Gray. Cloudy. But seeing me. Really seeing. "You were the only one I never watched. Never recorded. Never tried to understand. Because you were the only one I loved. And love—" she coughed again, blood this time, "—love is the one thing that can't be witnessed. Only felt."

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.”

The silence said more than words ever could. He turned back toward the window, watching the city below. “Love,” he said quietly. “It makes even the smartest people weak.” “Or strong,” she whispered. He looked over his shoulder, meeting her eyes. “Be careful, Leah. Sometimes love is just another word for blind loyalty. Don’t lose yourself trying to save a man who was never meant to be saved.”

I knew since the first day he saw her. I am not just his best friend. I am his heart and eyes. I could see that look and identify it anywhere. It was not lust nor infatuation. It was love that I only read in books. The nature told me this, I would have been a fool to ignore it. It gave me signals, it showed me but I was blind initially. When two soulmates are bound to meet coincidence is the best card that God plays. He will show you but it's upto you if you see it or turn a blind eye.

They say that love is blind; I say it is bullshit. Love is all-seeing and accepting. Love is seeing all the flaws and blemishes of your partner and accepting them. Love is accepting their bad habits and working around them. Love is recognizing the fear and insecurities you might have. Love is fragile and will shatter when it is not perfect. Love is strong and should strengthen each day. What is blind is when you tell someone you love them and not meaning it.

"Oh, and about the invitation, you were talking about earlier. I will make a plan that there is no couple name or photo of us either on the invitation card or in the wedding room. Let people accept it as a new concept of modern style marriage. That's what I mean by blind wedding because the guests don't know the identity of my groom." The more he listened, the more confused Argus felt with the concept of marriage proposed by July, but he did not dare to interrupt the explanation of the woman he loved so much. Seeing her who was so excited about planning their wedding at this time, automatically made a smile on his face shine brightly. Never had he felt this happy, staring intently at every p