Blinding Speed Romane & Geschichten

Past I'm an almost eighteen-year-old virgin and Walter thinks it's time I get some experience under my belt since I'm about to shift. His argument was that it would be embarrassing if I met my mate and didn't know what to do with her. Being blind doesn't mean I'm inexperienced in other areas. But he's my older brother and I know he only wants to help. Out of everyone, only Walter and Dad don't treat me like a disabled person. They don't feel sorry for me or whisper behind my back the way others do. I think the rest of the pack doesn't understand that my other senses work just fine. Maybe a bit too fine if you asked me. Especially my hearing. I could be sitting in the pack house but hear a co

Lu Fei screamed and his right hand fell to the ground too. Fatty Dragon now realized what had happened and hurriedly cried out for his guards. "Kill him, kill him for me!" Several guards in the room touched their pistols one after another. However, before they could push the trigger, the pistols and the hands holding them all fell to the ground. In this small space, the speed of the Thousand Blades was 100 times faster than their pistols. In the blink of an eye, these people's hands had all been cut off, including Fatty Dragon's fat hands.

My heart was beating in anticipation and my mind was completely focused on his every twitch and move. The way the speed spell worked was like this: whenever someone uses abnormal speed to do something directed towards me specifically, the spell kicks into motion. The person attacking me starts moving very very slowly, allowing me to anticipate his move, block it, and counteract it all in record time. While he moves very slowly, I move extra fast. And bang! Undefeatable, just like that! I love magic! And I totally love that I can quote Harry Potter now! To say Ian wasn’t really holding back for me before, would be a total fucking lie.

he said and lifted me up without warning and placed me on the bike while sat down in front of me… “You might wanna wrap your hands around my waist..” he informed me as he turned on the bike ready to drive outta the garage.. I couldn't see his expression as I was blindfolded but I was sure he was enjoying every bit of whatever he was doing to me….. “You'll see..” and with that, the bike began moving.. I gasped when he was suddenly driving too fast and instinctively wrapped my hands around his torso to avoid falling off the bike… I didn't understand why this man loved driving fast and also ignoring the speed limits.

The concept of rules and community is so strange to them, and I would not let them ruin everything I have spent my entire life building. “We are ready to leave your Highness,” my beta announced, I nodded curtly before I stalked towards the door and I could hear everyone make way for me. Being blind has its own perks and having a fantastic sense of smell to cover for it is one of the things that the moon goddess did for me that I am proud of. I do not have to see my enemies before I take them and it has helped me stay relevant all these years, and I do not plan to stop now. Especially now that I have found my mates and other alphas might think they have found a way to get to me.

Tristan smiled, his grip tightening on his rapier. Sylas lunged. She didn't run; she blurred. The servos in her armor whined, propelling her forward with inhuman speed. The twin vibranium blades swept toward Tristan’s neck in a deadly, cross-slashing arc. Too fast. Don’t block. Evade. Tristan dropped to his knees, leaning back so far his spine popped. The glowing blades sheared through the empty air where his throat had been a millisecond prior, the heat of the friction singing the ends of his dark hair.

He urged, increasing his speed as I increased mine in response. We were at 80mph now and my heart pounded in my chest, urging me to slow down but I steadied my grip on the handlebars instead, allowing myself to drown within the rhythm of the winds. Loren slowly began increasing his speed, creating an uncomfortable amount of gap between us. Hoping to close that gap, I began with a change in gear. I gripped tightly on the handlebars. My heart raced, beating at a speed I hadn't felt before, then suddenly everything began to blur.

“Baby, I promise you, nothing touches you. I won’t let it. Not ever.” Blade’s gaze flicked back to the darkness. “It’s testing our nerves. It’s trying to see who will break first. Don’t let it.” A faint hiss, like metal scraping stone, cut through the air. The shadow shifted again, just at the edge of sight, almost taunting us with its invisibility. Cruz fired a warning shot, the bullet sparking off the wall. Blade lunged, knife slicing through the empty space where it had been, but it moved with impossible speed, slipping away, unseen.

he said and lifted me up without warning and placed me on the bike while sat down in front of me… “You might wanna wrap your hands around my waist..” he informed me as he turned on the bike ready to drive outta the garage.. I couldn't see his expression as I was blindfolded but I was sure he was enjoying every bit of whatever he was doing to me….. “You'll see..” and with that, the bike began moving.. I gasped when he was suddenly driving too fast and instinctively wrapped my hands around his torso to avoid falling off the bike… I didn't understand why this man loved driving fast and also ignoring the speed limits.

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.