Too Blind To See Her Breaking Novels & Stories

They were growing bored and they had grown hungry while they chased her. As the night drew on, the shadow grew nearer and nearer, sensing the growing weakness in Ami as her steps faltered and her vision blurred in and out. "Keep moving, you've gotta keep moving Ami if you want to see her again. If you want to ask her that question that has been burning inside you for far to long. Just one more step, just... one... more... step..." Ami said as she collapsed, everything going black as the sound of pawsteps surrounded her.

The droning music seemed to grow louder and I felt dizzy. Emily (or whoever she was), leaned close to me, her button nose touching my ear as she whispered. 'You can close your eyes if you want, but it won't really matter.' The spiral on the screen slowly faded out. I don't remember everything I saw next, but I remember it was a mix of things. There was the kind of stuff you'd expect—slaughterhouse footage, images of war and Nazis marching, stuff like that, but there were also brighter images. I remember pretty clearly that there was a blonde woman at one point, her clothing, hair and the black and white footage made me think it was from the sixties. She was singing silently on a stage, and w

I asked, "You are in the right state of mind, but you are not able to think clearly. You are blessed with sharp eyes yet you are blind to the truth." I could see something passing through his eyes but I couldn't tell exactly what it was. And honestly, I wasn't sure I even wanted to know anymore. The girl who used to trust everyone now couldn't trust herself as well. This is how badly he has broken me. I cannot see myself like this anymore. The weight of it all was crushing—too much for me to bear. A tear escaped my eyes as I pressed the knife tightly on my wrist and the skin cut slightly. A single drop of blood from my skin, along with a tear from my eye, dropped on the floor.

Her body leaning back on me, drained and tired. Getting up. I see her fall down on her sides without my support. But I didn't cared. Adjusting my t shirt in the mirror. My eyes unknowingly trail to her reflection in the mirror. And that's when I see her face from the front. The black blindfold still covered her eyes but now it was drenched in her tears. Her lips wobbled and her sniffles reach my ears and I realised that she was indeed not mute. Just lost contact with the ability to speak.

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.

She is drowning in her own blood and when she looks at me I see in her eyes all the broken distals. -No no no! Look at me, focus on me. I'm here, okay? I'm here—I look to my sides, the one who was with me is trying to break the box but it doesn't work—. Break it! Get it out now! He tries harder but it's armored, he can't even scratch it and I get up with my weapons to shoot the glass with both at the same time. Her eyes cloud over me and even though I scream it doesn't break, she doesn't break, I can't even scratch her. I feel the life slipping out of my hands and watch Angie crawl to the glass, and she leaves her hand on it and I run over.

The world has faded out of view and now all I can see is her. She stares at me, and I stare back because I have no idea what to make of this. The person in front of me is ray of light thin. She’s almost see-through. “I am see-through.” My mouth is snap shut and I'm lost for words. I turn around and I can't see anyone. I can’t see Roman. I can’t see Alpha Kai. I can’t see Maya or Axios.

The blanket a few feet from her told me that was the only thing that shielded her from the cold, from fucking pneumonia and there she was, staring at me, at my direction really but not at me. Her lips curled up with fright, she moved to the side listening in and I could tell she was listening in for any sound, for me. Then her blue eyes became clearer to me and I noticed it before Blaze told me what was going on. She was looking at me, but she couldn’t see me. Her blonde dirty brown hair was in front of her face but her eyes couldn’t feel it because she couldn’t see. Because she was…fuck, fuck, fuck, blind. And the shitty thing about all of this? She didn’t know she was blind.

She takes every thrust like she was built for it. My name—still unknown to her—falls from her lips in fragments of “God” and “Yes” and “Don’t stop.” I flip her over, still bound. Her ass in the air, face pressed to the sheets. I spank her. Once. Twice. The sound echoes. She whimpers. Then I take her again. Faster. Filthier. The blindfold falls off during the thrusts. She looks back at me, eyes hazy. She wants to see who’s breaking her. She wants to remember this.

However, the most chilling thing about this scene was what they said. "She's just a blind woman. You never know when she'll die." "I wouldn't have married her if she wasn't earning so much money." "We'll be a family from now on. This is our home. Even Evan treats you like his mother…" Both of them were caught up in their moment, looking as gleeful as ever. I witnessed all of it and proceeded to send the surveillance footage to my lawyer. When I heard Ivana talking about wanting the villa, I could not help but laugh out of anger.