Exploding Head Syndrome Third Eye Novels & Stories

Mazelina Something hits me hard. Howls, snarls, and screaming are all drowned out by a powerful explosion. My vision turns a blinding white and then dulls slowly until my eyesight goes black. The constant ringing in my ears is what pulls me back; I can’t hear anything else. My heart is racing, and yet my breathing is calm. I open my eyes slowly and see stars; no, not stars, it’s like little white spots. I must have hit my head pretty hard.

Chrissie dropped her head to her desk, rubbing her temples. She woke up this morning with a massive headache, and it wouldn't go away. She didn't know if it was from the hypnosis yesterday -- Dr. Gray warned her about the side effects, but they were rare -- or if it was from her sleepwalking for most of the night.

I made sure that I watched my steps carefully so that no one was going to get me in this act. My heart was beating hard against my chest, my feet were trembling and cold shivers were running swiftly down my spine. The Walk to the diviner was a long one and when I eventually got there, my legs were already Shivering and sweat was running down swiftly from the corner of my eyes. I walked into her home with my heart beating hard against my chest. She was sitting down on the floor, backing me totally but something inside of me told me that she had a third eye that could sense people easily.

Einstein adjusted his black necktie for the third time after knotting it over and over to no avail. He cursed the stars for his folly of loosing the knot in its first place. Frustratedly, he pulled it off his neck and threw it away from him. He rolled his eyes over the hundreds of clothes in his large, German cabinet. His eyes were particular fixed on the hangers. It moved slowly, over the neatly hung clothes, till his eyes stopped on an hanger with lots of neckties.

"I told you it would end last night." "Daniel." Cassie didn't even know where to begin. "Can I please talk with you, in private?" He nodded and followed her back to the house. She poured them both coffees, and they sat at the kitchen table. "How did you know?" Cassie asked point blank. "You already know the answer." He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "Yes, I know you have a gift. But how? What is your gift?" "I can see things. A third eye, if you will. I have dreams of the future, and I don't have any control over when or how they come to me, but once I have the dream, I seem to know all the details."

Jace thrust me in front of her. I was able to get a closer look and saw some wrinkles on her face but not many. I also notice a black line in the center of her forehead. "No introduction necessary" Cora replied stepping closer to me. Suddenly the line in the center of her forehead moved up, revealing another eye! Cora has three eyes! I couldn't help but jump back startled by it. From the gasps behind me I knew my friends felt the same. The black line wasn't a line at all but lashes. And her third eye was a cloudy white like a blind eye. But I knew she could see just fine.

The giant eye never blinking. Never looking away. Waiting. Studying. Learning. Then the sword pulsed. A voice echoed. The First King. "Closer." Thomas nodded. Then continued forward. The battlefield shook beneath his feet. Then darkness moved. Fast. Too fast. A massive tendril erupted from reality itself. Rushing toward him. Then Eryx appeared. Immediately. The Third Crown exploded. Truth. BOOOOOOOOM! The tendril shattered. Then Eryx landed beside Thomas.

There were three rotating vortexes in the eyeball that contained the power of the Three Lives. And there was also a whirlpool in this eyeball. However, there was only one whirlpool in the eyeball. And unlike the silver of the three vortexes, the vortex in the eyeball was black. At this moment, Caspian could not help but think of the black chaos in the center of the Three Sages Mountain. "This vortex...." After thinking for a while, Caspian put his finger on it and transferred a trace of spiritual Qi into it.

Joe and Vargos edged forward carefully, as if approaching a wild animal. I tried to step forward, and they all jerked back. "What abnormality is this?" Vargos muttered. "Aeryna has forsaken you, child," Joe whispered. Panic flooded me. What was wrong? Why were they looking at me like that? I turned and caught sight of myself in a puddle. My blood ran cold. I was huge, towering over even Vargos's six-foot frame. But that's not what startled me. On my forehead, a third eye sat. Its socket was black as void, and the iris glowed molten gold, while my main eyes burned red.

Then. "I am..." The chamber shook violently. A second heartbeat erupted somewhere deeper beneath the mountain. Not behind the Third Seal. Farther below. Then a third. Boom!. Boom!!. Boom!!!. The Prophet's face was drained of all colors. "No..." Grayson grabbed his shoulder. "What is happening?" The prophet looked at him with genuine fear. "There weren't supposed to be three." The Guardian released another mournful howl, the silver eye returned. Its owner never revealed the rest of itself. Only one sentence drifted through the widening crack.