If Love Is Blind

If Love Is Blind

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❝ If love is blind then he won't mind if you feel the writing of braille on my heart, for what you feel is far more important than what is visible to the eye. ❞ *** Claret does not know what love is. Her parents are only names, family is just a concept, as is the word love. She understood prejudice, because she had never been eye-captivating and people did not want to love a girl without a future. One day she gets hired -out of pity- to take care of an ill boy coming from the Khan household, a well-known and wealthy family of three; Kaden Khan, an only child. Kaden became blind at the short age of twelve and has since been through multiple operations to get back his eyesight, none of which succeeded. Now, faced with a person without sight, she can finally be heard by someone who will see her true self inside; the eyes of vanity and prejudice will finally be locked up. Perhaps a future isn't something so far fetched, now. ------ tinyelephantsteps © || all rights reserved
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Theo People say that love brings out the best in you and I guess their partially right. But as for myself, well that's a different story. Love brought out the good, the bad, and the ugly with in me. It's a little ironic, don't you think? That something as beautiful and seemingly pure as love can be twisted and manipulated into something so unbearably grotesque ... dark. Love in whatever form, whether it's pure or dark is all consuming and that in itself is beautiful, right? And it's really just all a game. It has to be. But I've been losing it for so long to the supposed love of my life, my everything, my...brother. I've never really been able to handle losing and it was killing me. He was killing me in this awful...beautiful game of love and I just...lost it. This game was turning into a war. A war I had to win. A war of hearts. [Warning: this story contains mature content, graphic scenes, violence, sexual situations, explicit language, drug use, boy on boy love and a whole lot of other stuff that may make you uncomfortable. So if you can't handle it bye bye however if your staying I really hope you enjoy my first story.] © shutup345 ™ 2015 ® All Rights Reserved The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that is shall not be reproduced or re transmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law. A single copy of the materials available in this story may be made, solely for personal, noncommercial use. Individuals must preserve any copyright or other notices contained in or associated with them. Users may not distribute said copies to others, whether or not in electronic form or hard copy, without prior written consent of the copyright holder of the materials.

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