Blinded By The Light Weeknd Novels & Stories

Because the Light pack could not be allowed to die, Uncle Morgan gave everything for the pack and in his absence, as his daughter in law, I would not let my father in law life long pack to end. So I stood there, crowned and alone, my heart torn but my spirit unbent. The storm would not take me. I was Viona, Luna of the Light pack. And even if I had to walk that path without him, I would not falter. Not ever, though unrecognized, I have done it before and I can do it again.

She's all grace and beauty, not at all like this wild child. "We were going to have you do a simple job, but you disrespected Mr. Lyon, so don't expect any favors now." He shot a look at Tony, who was chomping on a cigar, and jabbed a needle into my arm. Before I could fully wake up, I was hit by a wave of burning heat. As the drug kicked in and my face turned red-hot, they laughed and left, slamming the door behind them. The room went pitch black. I bit down hard, fighting to keep my wits about me.

What the hell was going on? My Landon? It couldn't be… “Do you think she'll find out?” The woman asked. “She's too trusting, and she loves me. Even if she finds out, she has nowhere to go. She's blind. I own her.” Landon's voice was sure, almost amused like he was telling a joke. I was the joke. The words hit me like a slap. Blind….. He said it so casually as if the fact that I could not see made me an object. Something to own and control.

she snapped, stepping forward as if she intended to force the thing onto my head herself. I stared at the woman in front of me. She was wearing a high-necked top that covered every inch of her skin, even her neck, leaving no trace of bare flesh visible. The sight filled me with a suffocating sense of humiliation. Anger surged within me. "Are you my wife, or his?" I demanded, shoving the blindfold away with a sharp motion. My chest felt heavy, my breath uneven. I'd always known she had harbored feelings for another man for years. But I had never imagined she would humiliate me like this on our wedding night.

We step into the cold night, the music stays behind us and the Christmas lights were now replaced by the stars and moonlight. "Now where were we?"

El gave me his phone I scroll down his playlist and found my song 'Halo by Beyoncé' Hit me like a ray of sun Burning through my darkest night You're the only one that I want Think I'm addicted to your light I swore I'd never fall again But this doesn't even feel like falling Gravity can't forget To pull me back to the ground again Feels like I've been awakened Every rule I had you break it The risk that I'm taking I'm never gonna shut you out Everywhere I'm looking now I'm surrounded by your embrace Baby, I can see your halo

This happens every year when there is a full moon. The werewolves get to be blessed by the moon goddess. My name is Sabrina Santiago and I have been blind for sixteen years. I always fight the belief of accepting the fact that I will find my mate one of these days. I thought being blind wasn't the reason why I hadn't found my mate. Maybe it wasn't just my turn, right? Not that my life wasn't beautiful or nice, it was perfect since I lived with my younger sister and Grandma. Call me stupid, but I would prefer having my sister and grandma than having a mate, I have heard rumors about people being rejected by their mate.

Justin let out a low chuckle as he spanked my ass once again while I trembled against him. “Pick a blindfold, stunning.” Justin murmured after a few seconds, pointing at the two blindfolds which were citrently being held up by Blaze. One was black and the other was white, I personally liked the white one, it was one of my favorites because aside it being decorated with real diamonds, it gave me this illusion that I was innocent, when indeed, I wasn’t. “The white one.” I watched and gulped as Blaze moved towards me, “I’ll miss staring into these gorgeous eyes.” Blaze murmured right before the blindfold covered my eyes, cascading me in complete darkness which I eagerly welcomed.

A future no longer bound by darkness, but written entirely in light.

All around the street was blind in the dark except for the blurred white light which came from the moon onto the street road. "Bitch!" I hear Lucas yell. And then, all that I believed I heard was a deafening commotion. BAAM!.