Carl Loses His Eye Novels & Stories

Carl's eyes were bloodshot and wild, his breath stinking of alcohol. "I'm going to carve out your eyes," Carl threatened. He pushed against me. I was stronger than him. I grabbed his wrists, keeping the knife from getting any closer, and I pushed him back. Hissing and snarling, Carl tried to push back. His shoes slid across the pavement as I pushed against him. I gritted my teeth as he threw all his weight against me. "Guys, just stop this! Carl, put the knife down. Stop fighting with your dad," Olivia cried. Her voice was so panicked, I looked over at her.

"Weeds really take a long time to die. Even the devil does not want you in hell just now, Carl Petrov" "Your eyes are swollen and your nose is red. Have you been crying? Were you scared I would die, Kara Stepanov?" Carl rebuked with a grimacing grin. "Fuck you" Kara scowled at him before she stormed away. ****tbc****

Hazel blinked back tears in her eyes as she shook her head. “How is he?” Lorelei muttered as she set up some nutrient for him. Hazel looked towards her daughter. “Can you hear me?” She whispered to him after noticing that his eyelashes were wavering. Carl blinked weakly with his breath out of place. "I don’t think I need them anymore.” His eyes glanced at the nutrients that was already running through his veins in no time. "You can't talk right now Carl.” Hazel cautioned. “Where is everyone?” He whimpered.

“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.

Carl’s eyes land on me, and despite everything, he smirks, sending a shiver down my spine. “Should have known you’d pay them with sex to fix your situation,” Carl sneers. “Here I was thinking you guys had standards, but if you’re willing to fuck that, you clearly don’t, it's worse than a dog.” His words are venomous, dripping with contempt.

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

And the first clear thing I saw with my brand new eyes, after three years of darkness, after two surgeries, after a window full of blue that made me weep, was my husband in our bed with my cousin. On my side. Elara was wearing the bracelet. My mother’s bracelet. The one that was lost, the one he swore he’d find, gold catching the light on a wrist that had no right to it. I didn’t make a sound. I want you to understand that. I had imagined, in some part of me that had been bracing for this for weeks, that if it were ever true I would scream, or break, or fall. I did none of those things. I stood in the dark of my own hallway and I went so still I could hear my own pulse, and the world did not

Harry chimed in, aware of the lackluster color of her eyes and hunched shoulders, appealing as the biggest loser in planet Earth. Teddy made a peace sign using his fingers that she replied with a nod as gesture of apology accepted. Thereafter, she forced a wry smile to thank Harris before shutting her eyes in hopes to find rest but Eli's sheepish smile after firmly holding her hand so he wouldn't lose her in the sea of strangers earlier flashed her mind. The mild aching of her heart intensifies by merely contemplating the most probable possibility: Care loses him to his newfound soulmate whoever she is. Worse, she cannot dismiss the thought because it lingers on her mind like a last song syn

"How is my husband, Doctor?" “Madam's husband has a severe concussion. His leg was also broken. The cure rate is around 60% only.” I cry. I saw Kevin on the bed with bandages all over his body. The blood had been washed away but I could still smell the disgusting rancid aroma. "Be strong, Madam," said Doctor Chang. I'm still crying. Lana was busy stroking my back affectionately. "Can I see it up close?" "Too bad, no. We will sterilize Mr. Kevin first from the outside world. Oh, yes, sorry, if I may ask, do you know Miss Karen?”

When his eyes switched from Adam retreating silhouette to mine he calmed down and his eyes turned back into the color we all know and love, but it still wasn’t the same. He turned and walked to his car without saying one word to me. ‘Shit’.