Carl Loses Eye Novels & Stories

He looked at me with tears in his eyes. Carl: Evy… you don't deserve this. Alexander is making a terrible mistake. He doesn't see that Caroline is lying to him. I tried to tell him, but he brushed me off! He also told me that if I didn't like the situation, I could leave!

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.

I just stated that I’d been hit by a bus and managed to live. Carl remained unusually quiet. Sometimes, his gaze would drift my way, but the minute our eyes locked, he’d look away as if he’d seen something horrific. The color would drain from his face, and whenever I tried to talk to him, he would push me away. I didn’t understand why. I was the one attacked by Ethan and nearly killed; I saved Carl's life, yet it seemed like he wasn't accepting it.

I took a steadying breath and replied, "Got it." My voice was calm, but inside, my heart pounded with purpose. I grabbed my purse, headed downstairs, and hailed a cab to the hospital. In the ward, Tyler Finley threw his arms around me, his sobs theatrical and rehearsed. "What are we gonna do? Karl's lost his sight in a car crash." I peeled myself from his clammy embrace and walked to the bed. Karl Finley lay there, his cheeks flushed with a healthy glow that screamed he was faking. He didn't look like someone who'd just survived a wreck.

Carl whispers to Amanda before opening the door and Amanda slowly goes at the back window and quickly struggles to get out, he waits until she gets out and slowly opens the door, he sees a one eyed man standing front of the door. “Hello, how can I help you sir” Carl asks him, he was trembling but je had to be brave to avoid any suspicion, he could see his eyes and they were the scariest this he had ever seen in his life. Aiden pushes him away from the door and this is where things get bloody, Carl falls down head first and knew he had just gotten himself in a big trouble.

“But you have to stop this fight… or you’ll lose yourself…” Carl’s eyes flickered with madness as he lifted Sibyl, his face set with determination. “I won’t let you die, Sibyl! Wake up, look at me!” He then looked at Liam, eyes blazing with fury. “Liam, this is all your fault. I won’t let you get away with this!” With a roar, Carl’s body began to change. His eyes turned blood red, and a powerful, terrifying aura radiated from him. The fox spirit inside him grew even more violent.

This was the first time in his life that he understood what it meant to love someone he could never be with. He wondered belatedly if this was also what I'd felt back then when I watched him get together with Selena. It felt so painful as though he was being skinned alive. Carlson closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his golden eyes had already lost all of their shine. He knew then that he'd already completely lost me. … Carlson didn't sleep the entire night after returning to Moonshadow Pack. He lingered at the healing center for a long time. Finally, he calmly spoke to the healer on duty and said, "Remove my left eye. Don't use any anesthesia."

Carl asked as he walked over to stand in front of Connor, but he was still too shocked to say anything. Connor opened his mouth to talk, but words failed him as the only thing he could do was stare at Carl from his head to his toes. When their eyes met, he took his time to check out his eyes which was said to have been destroyed the other time. It almost seemed like nothing happened to the eye. Was this really Carl or was someone impersonating him?

The idea of not seeing my baby’s face as they’re brought out of me sent a wave of sadness through me. For that reason, I reconsidered my option. “You can assess my eyes,” I said and walked over to the couch. She came to meet me there and I heard her set down some equipment. Liam was still in the room, but awfully quiet. He watched as the woman told me to widen my eyes to the highest level and pried around it with something I didn’t know. “Have you perhaps seen anything since that accident? Maybe for one second, your eyes worked.” “No. Except for dreams and nightmares, they never worked normally.”

“Mama and Papa have died! I only have you now, please don’t do anything! I can’t lose you too! Please!” He began to cry, pinning me down. “Everyone is dead!” He began to sob loudly, lowering his head as I gradually soothe down and before I knew it. I passed out from exhaustion from my own self, before I could grasp my own reality, myself- it was too late. Before losing consciousness, a bloody tear rolled down my cheek, showing I have been cursed, the most excruciating tear I have shed in my entire life. I gradually woke up in a cave by the sound of a baby echoing there followed by Carl’s hush, trying to soothe the baby down.