Turning A Blind Eye Oblivion Novels & Stories

"I didn't know gods still reside amongst men." "Nah, I'm no god. I'm just as normal as you are." Melinda smiled. "Nah, you can't fool me," I retorted. "I'm familiar with your game. At least, I ain't blind. Shit… I didn't mean to… I meant that even though I was blind, I would also feel the heavy invisibility aura you created."

But instead it turned me on so damn much. Lucian’s lips curved, like he could read every frantic thought in my head. “If you want this, Lena, you obey me completely. No hesitation. No second-guessing. Do you understand?” I barely managed to whisper, “Yes.” And just like that, before I could even say Jack, he stole my sight. The moment the blindfold slid over my eyes, my breath hitched. I hadn’t expected it to affect me so much. But without sight, I was completely at his mercy.

The drive was quiet, almost suffocating in its silence. Adrian sat stiffly in the passenger seat, arms folded across his chest like a barrier. His gaze stayed locked on the blur of the city outside the window, the streetlights stretching into golden streaks as the car cut through the night. Beside him, Evan drove with both hands on the wheel, his usual composure present but fragile. Every so often, his eyes flicked to Adrian, checking, watching, but never intruding.

I froze in place, staring at the gleaming knife in his hand, its cold light reflecting off his filthy knuckles. His gaze fell on me, greedy and sickening, like a snake's tongue flicking. "Well, well, I didn't expect to find such a pretty young lady here." Marianne let out a heart-wrenching scream, "Don't touch her!" I clenched my teeth, fighting down the despair churning in my chest, and turned to whisper to my mother, "Mom, whatever happens next, don't interfere. "Move back. There's a trampoline outside the window that should cushion your fall.

JENNA’S POV Alex stood before us, his formal ceremonial attire highlighting his powerful frame. The traditional blindfold that usually covered his sightless eyes was absent. His gaze, once empty, now held a startling clarity as he looked directly at me. "Jenna, you are breathtaking today." "You can see me?" I whispered in disbelief. "Release her, Carrick. What exactly are you attempting?" Alex's words came simultaneously with mine. Carrick looked between us in shocked confusion.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

"You believe strength changes the future." "We believe compassion does." The battlefield fell silent. Even the Void creatures stopped moving. Erevan looked at us for a long time. Then... Very slowly... He smiled. Not with mockery. Not with contempt. But with genuine sadness. "Those were Solarius's final words as well." Before anyone could answer, the enormous Eye beyond reality pulsed violently. Black chains erupted from the heavens. They wrapped around Erevan's body. His smile vanished instantly. The Blade of Oblivion trembled in his grasp.

“Try and stop me from seeing you. I’m having you moved officially into my room. I want you close as often as possible.” He kisses me and I hold him close as I kiss him back. It takes Rowena clearing her throat for us to split apart. He gives me one more grin before he turns and leaves us to our training. Rowena and I turn to find a place where we can sit. “Alright, right now we are just going to do some meditation. We need you to be able to clear your mind and focus on what’s inside of you and around you without your sight. Eventually, you need to be able to call on those things with your eyes open too. I brought a blindfold just in case.”

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

My vision is blurred as my body falls in one of the men's arms. Then... Darkness! ******