Dreamcatcher Odd Eye Novels & Stories

Following the hand holding the watch, she locked eyes with a pair of deep, sapphire-blue irises. It was him—the man with mixed heritage! She straightened in her seat, wary as she faced the handsome stranger beside her. “How is it you?!” His chiseled face broke into a faint smile. “What a coincidence.” Tara’s thoughts raced. “Coincidence? This is too much! What kind of cosmic joke is this?!” Embarrassment washed over her. The man extended the watch to her. “Here, it’s yours.” She waved her hands in refusal. “No, no, no! That was for you… as payment. You certainly earned it.”

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.

She was glad she was one of them. When the pills started to kick in, she felt peaceful, as if all the tangled knot in her head and her body was loosened. Her eyes felt heavy. The last thing that crossed her mind before she went to sleep was Amber's terrified face as she screamed her lungs out falling away from her to the ground.

From what I’d read in fairy tales and children’s books, witches were evil fairies that pretty much did all sorts of evil deeds…was I supposed to do something like that? Cameron tightened his hand on mine, as if he understood what was going through my mind. When I looked up at him, he gave me a reassuring smile. It helped take some of my worries away. We stopped on the second floor and Darcia knocked on the third door to the right. It had an ornate dream-catcher right at the entrance, made with beads and crystals rather than feathers. A girl opened the door almost immediately, looking at the five of us as if she had already been expecting us here. Which wasn’t all that surprising if I conside

--- ### The Eye in the Sky We eventually went back to the fire and fell into a fitful sleep. But as the moon reached its peak, the silence of the "Real World" was broken by a sound that shouldn't have been there. It wasn't a howl. It wasn't the wind. It was a **Click**. I woke up instantly. I didn't move. I kept my breathing steady, my eyes barely open. A few yards away from the camp, a small, silver bird was perched on a branch. But it didn't have feathers. It had a sleek, metallic body and a single, glowing red lens for an eye.

Spots dance at the edge of my vision as my breaths seesaw in and out, faster and faster, and I lose the battle. The sharp clang of the door closing wakes me. I startle and look around, my vision impaired by the fact that my right eye appears not to work anymore. We’re all back in our cage, and the dungeon is quiet. They must have finished with everyone already. Fuck. I must have been out longer than I expected.

It was no one else but the head of dream catchers, the man who sent his people to keep an eye on her. The mighty .... DANK..... king of dreamcatcher clan….. DANKEIN COSH .... who was allured by her beauty but more by her powers which he knew got boosted by basking in the heavenly pond. They were restricted to bathe in that. So he wanted to have the powers.

i call out when my eyes fling open Tears are still hovering around but a hand Holds Me Down actually they are arms, i couldn't jerk off from them because they they are comforting I i blink the tears from my watery eyes as my face stares directly into his, the strand of his hair falls on his forehead . I blink once to check if it was part of the nightmare but he doesn't disaperar "Draven?" . T.B.C End of episode 25... What do you Think will happen next?

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Lucas’ facial features were outstanding, especially his pair of eyes that appeared to be embroidered in the minds of those who saw them. That night was a silent night; it was like the deep ocean. Lucas could be seen standing amidst the crowd. He was like a phoenix that stood out amongst the chickens on the field; like Ginseng among weed. The head of the Fire Praying Tribe group was a Rank 4 Evolved One. He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was seeing things. ‘How is it possible that someone so handsome exists in this world?’ After rubbing his pair of eyes, things took a turn for the worst. It turned out that what he had seen was no mistake. Not to mention, he perceived another incident as we