The Regressor And The Blind Saint Novels & Stories

Once she realized I knew, she dropped the act. "Let me explain. Julian has cancer, and this was his dying wish. We've known each other for so many years, and I couldn't just let him die with regrets. You understand that, don't you?" She kept getting more confident and righteous, as if she were doing something noble. I'd be a complete asshole for not understanding. I almost laughed out loud in disbelief. It was the first time I'd heard someone describe cheating as noble and virtuous. I said coldly, "Winona, I never realized you were such a saint. You're willing to offer yourself up just to fulfill someone's wish? So, if any random person asked you to sleep with them, you'd do that too?"

Jane entered the room and her sweet feminine scent hit Lucian, making his wolf awaken and growl at the sight of his mate. "You've got to be kidding me" Lucian groaned as his eyes and Jane's came in contact. He definitely did not expect to find his mate now and worst of it all, she was a rogue. What kind of sick joke was this. Was the moon goddess playing a prank on him and his Alpha? Because why the hell would their mates be rogues. For heavens sake, what was this nonsense?

Older. Forged for war. Rex pulled another chair forward… And sat. “To whom,” he asked softly, “Have you been selling my blindness?” Lightning split the sky. And somewhere, very far away… The Widow smiled.

Was it the reason his eyes were taken away from him as well? She wanted to know more, but based on his actions, she could tell he harbored anger and wasn't willing to allow anyone to get close to him. He pointed his cane at a young lady, who quickly bent her head. Even when he was blind, she assumed he could see her reaction. "What's your name?" He sang a stern, powerful tune. As she replied, her voice was trembling. "Monica Dunlope?"

I smiled at Kazeal, “right. Right. I am the characterless one here, and everyone else here is so pure that they have gathered around me to see me get raped. And I am characterless? Great.” The awkward, stabbing silence fell on everyone around me. “Everyone present here knows what your Saint and Devon are about to do to me is wrong, yet you support them.” I shook my head. “I pity you. All of you. You aren’t followers of light, you are the ones blinded by it. All of you are dead from inside blindly following your Saint in hope of attaining salvation. But you will soon realize the path you are walking on doesn’t lead to salvation. It leads to hell where I reign.”

My eyes widened when Greg was snatched away from me by his neck. "You've got some balls threatening my wife." Saint snarled. His tone is calm and collected. Saint snatched Greg's hair and forced him to face the side. "Threaten her again I will rip your fucking fingers off and use them to claw your eyes out." He drawled, tilting his head to the side, closely observing Greg. Chills crawled up my spine at the way Saint was looking at Greg. His stare was the expansion of coldness, emptiness, and satisfaction. But it was not ordinary. He seemed pleased by Uncle Greg's fear. Like he was feeding it. Which got me thinking even more-

“Do you really intend to give up your godhood?” “Once Helena is found I will give up my godhood if that’s what it takes to be with her.” “And she will give up hers too?” “I can only hope she agrees.” Just then a small figure bumped into him. He reached out to help the person clad in a black gown embroidered with gold and a scarf of the same material. A shock that started from his fingers ran through his body almost lifting him off his feet. As the small figure picked herself up, her companion helped her to dust her clothes free of dirt. But when the companion turned eyes upwards at him he realized she was blind. Blind? No, she wasn’t exactly blind, she knew where he stood and she was looking

"Hurry up, Brody. I'm tired and in pain,” Saint whines and leaned his body against mine in a way he’s never done before, “I just want to pass out already." Oh, right. He got shot multiple times and his body regenerated and saved his life, I suppose that drains the energy. Poor baby. I hold onto his big body and handle his whining until we finally reach the gates to The Cage.

I saw that he was surprised by what I said, even though I was also surprised by my sudden answer. "But he doesn't remember anything about me," I said with a smile, his eyes remained cold and his aura remained dark. Nothing. What I said to him had no effect. When will you be able to return to the old Saint? Do I need to kill that Gayle just for you to come back? But it's not possible. She is Deus' daughter, I might get killed too if I tried to hurt Gayle. I smiled bitterly and looked at Saint. He is still having that cold aura around him, I grabbed the sniper gun out of his hand and immediately pointed it at him. He laughed at what I did and walked 50 meters away from us.

she says while her green orbs scan my body. I clear my throat to bring her attention back to my eyes, which doesn't do too much. Unfortunately, her eyes scan back up, landing on my biceps. I get the chills thinking about the one and only time I fucked her, which still haunts me to this day. "Faith, I was dispatched here regarding a possible burglary. Can you tell me what happened before you called nine-one-one?"