The Regressor And The Blind Saint Novels & Stories

Ruin “Spent years blind, only for my fiance to blind me again,” I can’t help but chuckle at Chloe Jane’s words as I lead her into the forest behind the pack house. She’s been complaining about the blindfold for the last few minutes, but I want her to have the full effect of the gift I’ve been working on since she’s been gone. “Oh, aren't we overdramatic. Do Fates have zero patience or something? Hold your horses, we’re almost there, dove,” I say as we walk, only for her to pout more.

He reached out his hand, and I took it. His hand was rough and heavily calloused, unlike any I had ever held. This was the hand of a worker, an assassin, and a man who saw through every lie. Walking out of the gray building, I could feel the sun hit my face. I lifted my head, my eyes closed, as the sun shone over my face. A gust of wind blew in from the harbor, smelling of brine and, lastly, liberty.

Just then, I heard the sound of heels outside the door, along with the tap of a cane against the floor. Evelyn was back. I instinctively hid the form behind me, slipping it into the gap in the couch. The door opened to Evelyn stepping in. She carefully felt her way forward while holding her cane. Her acting was terrible. She didn't look anything like a blind person. How did I ever believe her so completely? It was probably because I loved Evelyn. Love made one blind. And it turned out I was the one who had been blind all along. Evelyn didn't notice anything off about me. She felt her way over to the couch and wrapped her arms around my waist.

snorted Regulus his voice gloomy quite unlike to his usual arrogant one . " My dear brother , Blind or not , she is still a Kaisen " said Robin his smile intact on his face yet his eyes couldn't hide the storm brewing inside them . Humph ; that girl was a born demoness , to think she got her single lady status just two weeks ago and was already attracting bees and butterflies.

"Are you really a blind masseuse? Then use your hand to feel this. What is it?" Upon hearing the recruiter's request, I could only extend a quivering hand. All I could feel was… … My name was Faye Winters. Three years ago, when I was still studying at university, my older sister, Savannah Winters, called me on the phone. She had grown up blind. Apparently, she had gotten hired as a masseuse for Oceanica Cruise. A day's paycheck working on the cruise was worth ten thousand dollars. If she were to work there for a year or two, she'd be able to earn enough money for us to buy a house of our own in Seatrice City.

But I regained my composure, as they ran deep into the woods. As we kept marching forward, closely following the warriors' lead, I stole respective glances at Meghan, Kieran, Melinda, and Malik. Malik kept staring off into space, with a stoic expression, on his face. The warriors that were escorting us, might have probably figured out that he is blind, and it might be common knowledge amongst them, because the warrior that stopped the brawl, between Malik and Satoshi, might have spread the news about Malik's disability amongst them. Meghan was visibly exhausted. She was probably fed up with the long walk to the Alpha, but Kieran and Melinda were carried away by the overwhelming sights they w

My blindness, my accident, the fifty percent that I had been carrying carefully for weeks, now public. "I'm—" I stopped. I did not have a word that was accurate. "I don't know," I said. Noah stood up. Crossed to where I was. I heard him coming and did not move away and he sat on the edge of my desk, close, and said nothing, just was there the way he was always there, present without requiring anything. We sat like that for a while. "The procedure is in three weeks and two days," he said eventually. "Yes," I said.

"Rachel, is that you? You're here to see me! You're finally here to see me!" Sean stood up excitedly but almost fell. I caught him just in time. He held onto my hands. "Rachel, please don't leave me. I finally know how you feel. I know I'll regain my eyesight. I don't ask you to care for me, but can you promise to give me another chance once I regain my eyesight? "A chance to start brand new. I made a mistake. I know that now. I do." I said nothing. A moment later, when Sean thought it was a tacit agreement, I said, "Sean, we've broken up a long time ago. There's no need to start anything again."

I ask. Priest shrugs his broad shoulders as he leads me back to the party tent. “Do you know how many times I’ve walked in on Mal and Hunter? It got so bad that I reconsidered going back to being blind again. Plus, after what we just did, I’m feeling pretty relaxed.” Biting my lip, I stop inside the tent and turn him to face me. His eyes soften into a tender expression as he whispers. “We’re going to try, right?” Wrapping an arm around his neck, I kiss his bottom lip and mutter. “Yes.”

It was mesmerizing. He couldn't help but notice the fact that she had yet to look into his eyes! "I apologize, she is blind" Antonio spoke up as he took a step in front of his daughter in a protective stance. The prince simply nodded and tried to keep his mind off of the woman that intrigued him so much. He didn't miss the fact that his wolf was going crazy. She was his mate but she was also a Vampire. A Blind vampire. It was as if something in him switched off. The moon Goddess had given him a defective mate.