Carl Gets Shot In The Eye Novels & Stories

Benjamin tried to punch Carl in the face and he quickly ducked , Benjamin did not see that coming and for the few seconds he lost his balance , Carl pushed him hard to the floor and picked up his gun immediately. He aimed it at his left thigh and emptied two shots into it consecutively and Benjamin growled loudly in pain. He aimed it also to the other guys and shot them immediately even as they tried to run away. "Take them with you " Carl said to his back ups as the pulled them to the van they came with. Just then Xavier drove back and parked Infront of them. "I lost him " he said and Carl exhaled. "That's alright, I got this one " he said as he opened the back seat and pushed him in before

Carl says softly touching her bruised chin, stroking it Softly His eyes locked with her plump lip and his thumb went to it, feeling it's softness, enjoying the feeling "Gunner Shields" Carl says authoritatively and Mia watched as a tinted glass separated the limo "You can Scream all you want while I pleasure you Qūeridã, It's Sound proof" Carl says burying his face in her neck, sniffing her he stuck his tongue out tracing every bit of her neck, to her collar bone and to her cleavage in which he harshly bit on

Art was very hesitant about following Alice's lead at first, but now that they had been on some missions together, it wasn't really that bad, and he could already see a future with his team. She glanced at Carl, "Where are you shot?" Carl pointed at his torso, "It's just a graze as well." He supplied later on. "This guy got shot while protecting a civilian. You, what’s your excuse?" Alice suddenly interrogated him, which made him somehow happy. It sounded odd, but it simply means that Alice cares enough to ask. Carl cleared his throat, suddenly embarrassed that he was dazed by Alice. "My excuse is that I’m a human. I got shot because he was firing recklessly, and I really tried my best to do

I removed the chisel and his blood splash on my face, I stand up. “It seems you don’t wanna die so easy, but don’t worry I am not heartless, I will end your suffering for you now” I take out my gun from my pocket and shoots him in his two eyes, before I shoots him straight in the head. I take a step back and look at my handwork, I smiled in satisfaction.“Clean this mess!” “Yes, boss” I turned to where Carl and Jack are standing, Carl nods at me and gives me a thumbs up.

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

The more she thought about her foiled plans, the angrier she became, resulting in her accidentally dropping the baby out of rage. "This is your fault! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gotten to this point in life! Die!" A loud thud sounded. Blood was splattered all over Marcus' pale face. As Sylvia cackled at the top of her lungs while walking out of the ward, a teardrop slid down Marcus' cheek from his closed eyes. Unfortunately, those eyes would never open ever again.

Hillary asked with widened eyes. He looked down, and Hillary's eyes also travelled down. His once white shirt had turned crimson red, and it kept on leaking. Someone just shot him. The shots were very silent. “Oh my God!” Hillary exclaimed while jumping from her chair.

“I struck his eyes with the spear first, because he looked at my baby with those evil filled eyes. And no one hurts what’s mine and goes Scot free.” “So, you don’t worry about his death. I took care of it already.”

I traced the hand holding the gun, and my sight met that of the pair of eyes that'll forever hunt me. They were bloodred eyes!

Her scream echoed through the room, shrill and panicked. "Aaah!" But as soon as she spotted someone behind me, her expression morphed in an instant. Her eyes grew red-rimmed, tears welling up like a tragic heroine. "Emily, I know you despise me, but my child… my child is a life too!" I felt a strong hand seize my wrist, and I turned to find Tristan staring at me, his gaze glacial. "That's enough," he said coldly. "Emily, I asked you to come here for a civil conversation. How could you attack Faye like this?"