Dream Of Bleeding Eyes Novels & Stories

Her lips trembled as she whispered, “So many had to die for this peace. So many futures cut short. So many families broken.” Her vision blurred with tears again, and slowly, the scene pulled away, fading into white. Her eyes, once glowing white, blinked back into their natural color. The vision had ended.

With each step, I felt the weight of my fate pressing down on me, the dread of the dungeon looming ever closer. But at that moment, as they marched me toward the dark mouth of my imprisonment, my eyes fell upon a figure that seemed to light up the shadows around me. A young man stood before me, his presence both commanding and gentle, radiating strength. His eyes—oh, those eyes! A mesmerizing blend of white and blue, like the moonlit sky reflected on a calm lake. They held a depth that stirred something deep within my heart, a yearning I had never known. Even in this dream world, those eyes found mine, and I recognized him.

My reflection stared back at me with silent accusation, and suddenly, nothing made sense. Snatching a washcloth, I begin scrubbing my face furiously. Despite how bad it looks, there are no bruises, no cuts, no swelling. “It’s probably just another nosebleed,” I mumble. They’ve been happening more and more often lately, especially after seeing him. Something always worsens after we cross paths—migraines, bleeding, something. I blink, leaning in closer to inspect the reflection. My stomach twists when I spot the whites of my eyes—no longer white, but clouded with a deep red hue. “What on earth?” I whisper, horrified.

As far as I can recall, I am only at the clinic. “Where are we?” He gets up, walks to the side of the room, and looks at the window. “You should be here,” He answered, moving forward on the door. “You better stay here,” As he added those words, he vanished. I gulp, still in my dream. I figure it out when the place changes into a dark room full of blood. Then, flowing blood is written words on the wall around the window. “I will find you,” My jaw drops, trying to get up, but my legs are numb. I shout ‘help,’ but no words come out until someone’s hand taps my shoulder. I gasp, catching my breath as soon as I open my eyes. The dark crimson eyes are the only thing I see. Caleb. Not his usual bro

I made new friends and unfriend them the same day Got my blood stolen by some demons and now. Shutting my eyes tightly, I tried to wish for everything to be a bad nightmare I wish I could open my eyes and see myself in amityvilla I felt something dripping on my face making me frown What the hell is that terrible smell ?? I quickly opened my eyes Boom!!! It was a demon with no eyes but it's heart outside it chest It gave a loud yelping sound making me scream in shock and fear.... The last thing I remembered was mum yelling my name before I lost consciousness

Her tears flowed like a river down her cheeks, trying to cease the bubble from disappearing—the only smell Leia left to her. Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, and pulled her hair repeatedly trying to take away the thorn with sorrow filling her heart. Her eyes darken and the bright yellow crystal from her left eye faded as her inside filled with continues pain. Pressing her right eye while gripping her chest, a sudden vision appeared on her head. A blind desire, which on warm moonlight was used to shake like fever in the veins of the man whom she remember, is futilely plaguing a gray fellow with the gray wraiths innumerable old griefs and with small stinging memories of long-dead de

First because of Damian stunt and then these nightmares. Last night she can't stop herself from thinking about him. His eyes they turn pitch black, his face look like devil and the anger is clear evident but then she wash off the thought. It is too dark there his eyes dilated and she is also scared at that time, so it must be hallucination. Shaking the thought away she get up from bed tiredly and make her way towards washroom after taking her clothes. ................ How is your assignment going on, lilly asked packing her bag.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

he whispered as his images fade away. My heart etched with so much ache as I opened my eyes. Alforo's eyes widened at me. Watching me curiosly, with bloodshot eyes. So did mine, and it didn't help what I saw on my dreams. It's someone who keep appearing through my nightmare. "Who's your mumbling, Ria?" aniya. I went up there. My tears flowed down there. My eyes screamed sadness, as I darted it to Alforo. I could see her grinning at my expression. But I intend to cut it.

My dreams seemed to have shifted from my normal nightmares about the car accident to Riven holding a knife covered in blood and stabbing into a faceless body, then turning to face me, his eyes cold and devoid of emotion, whispering eerily that I was next. "I mean you don't have to answer if you don't want to." I glanced at her, then laid back down, turning on my side, and clutching at the pillows. "It was just a silly dream" I murmured, closing my eyes. But they didn't stay close long enough as Images of everything that happened on that day flashed in my head like a short movie clip. I blinked my eyes open and stared at the swirling wall. Tears blurred my vision, my face prickling as sweat b