Cartoon Black Eye Novels & Stories

he handed me a packet of an ice cube. " What was I supposed to use this for?" I intended to shove it back at him when he pointed at my eyes. "You have a black eye, courtesy of you trying to put up a fight" he answered, rather happily to me. " And you look happy?" " Perhaps you wish I had more black eyes?" " Take whatever it is that soothes your fantasy, you are free to make a choice anyway"I winced gently as I placed it on my eyes "So tell me Karen, where have you been? You haven't been picking my calls and I was so scared."

Below the knife-shaped eyebrows, there is a pair of deep eyes that are thick and cold. Blink lightly, and the aura is cold. It really is a good time to come. Mary Kinson raised his eyebrows gently. Beverly Kinson just hopes that he does not notice this farce right now, "William Black, have you eaten yet?" William Black paused, not looking at him. The thin lips curled up the radian, and Black looked at the older Tama, "Hello, Grandmother."

"I will only be gone a minute." The old wolf didn't make a sound. She just kept her dark brown eyes locked onto my face. Her body looked like a decaying tree, but those eyes still carried the exact same fierce, brilliant vibrance I remembered from my childhood. The moment Carol’s boots started thumping up the wooden staircase, Mother Blackmaw blinked her eyelids three times in rapid succession. I knew how the system worked—with that heavy machine choking her throat, she had to use her eyes to pass her thoughts.

I open the door, and there he is. Carter stands on my porch wearing that ridiculous shit-eating grin of his and a Tampa Bay Blackeyes cap pulled low over his eyes. Black fabric. Orange and yellow trim. And right in the center A flaming B. I reach up and flick the brim down so it drops over his eyes. “Didn’t you say you wanted a Bears cap?” I tease. “You were very passionate about how it matched half your wardrobe and definitely wasn’t tacky.” Under the shadow of the cap, his smirk deepens.

He stepped out. Tall. Not just tall—broad in that way that made the space around him feel smaller. Dark hair, slightly messy like he’d run his hand through it one too many times. Sharp jaw. Black hoodie, sleeves pushed up to reveal forearms corded with muscle. But it was his eyes that stopped her cold.

The little boy lowered head slightly twitches as the lips and eyes that was hidden tightly was red. The corner of the little boy eyes was red as the lips was also red because it was so bitten tightly by the little boy canine teeth Kate blinked and looked at the chirping crowds. The smile on her face disappeared replaced by an irritable scowl directed at all the crowds present still chirping and not knowing what was about to come to them Kate then again lowered her head to look at the little boy head that was lowered a while ago and had somehow had raised now to especially took in a look to her black eyes with extreme hatred, not even bothering to hide it

He put one arm around Aino so that the child would not fall, and then he used the other arm to cup his eye. Aino said smugly, “Stinky Bum! You didn’t expect that, right? I can’t defeat you, but I’ll sneak up on you! Hmph! You are now blind in both eyes. Let’s see how you can still bully my mom in the future!" “Well…,” Kingston kindly reminded, “Little princess, it’s like this. Black eyes do not mean blind. You only hit and gave your father a black eye, but he can still see.”

VALERIE POV So, I squinted my eyes in the direction of the voice and sure enough it was another one of Hudson’s cousins- Coco. I call her the black owl because of her insatiable need to always wear a black eyeshadow every single goddamned time.

*Mild Violence Warning* I looked down and stared at it. My eyes met the black eyes, fear tearing at me as I froze like a deer in headlights. The lipless creature seemed to grin, its mouth stretched from ear to ear. Its mouth snapping open to show sharp pointed teeth and a long slimy tongue. Its legs were twisted in all angles and it crawled on all fours. Its torso seemed to be pointing up but its chin was pointed to the floor. It was just all wrong...the back legs were in the position of what a grasshopper would have. Its eyes were beady little black dots with nothing but darkness swarming in them. and then it was charging.

He holds a finger up to me, keeping his eyes closed. He is being weirder than normal! ‘Maybe he is speaking to Atlas.’ The pretty cluster of stars on my neck started to itch. Not in the same way as Elijah’s mark had. This was different, more like a warning. When Ryan opens his eyes, they are jet black, even the whites of his eyes are black. He looked more demonic than Lycan. It’s Atlas! His black eyes quickly flash to me, a smile spreading across his face. “Hello mate!”