Novel & Cerita Eye Of Itachi

' Lilith fainted at the thought. "Sasuke what are you waiting for, get us to the hospital!" Auntie Arale was in a hurry "Oh ---- oh" Sasuke replied subconsciously before quickly picking up Lilith on his back and dashing towards the hospital! And then the maids realized that the teenager named Sasuke was a congenital myopic! Although he was nearsighted, he had a strong aversion to wearing eyeglasses, an addiction that caused tonight's tragedy! And what's even better is that he's also a lolicon, when they heard this news, the maids didn't worry about Lilith's injury ------

he answered me. His voice sounds very convincing and I think he makes sense as well. Because if Sushi is really bad, he can take my soul while I sleep. Sushi has a lot of chances to kill me but he never did. Instead, he's acting like a normal puppy without any abilities. I was surprised when I felt Elijah's fingers on my chin and he lifted my face so that our eyes met. His eyes are like a sparkling universe. There are stars in it, galaxies, and other heavenly bodies. Why are his eyes so beautiful?

Then after a long time and for the second time in my life I got to see those eyes. The Sharingan eyes! "Now let us battle," Sangeeta said and smiled. Everyone ketp quiet the atmosphere had changed.

I can feel my tears rolling down my cheeks. I don’t like this. Stop it, please. "I'm not crazy! Stop this, please! No, I'm not crazy! Just please, stop!" "Hey! Stop that! Heavenly, listen to me!" The stranger successfully reached me and he held both of my hands before he forced me to look at him. There, I saw his peculiar eyes again. Like it’s calling me... I can see a whole new world inside those pair of eyes. "Hey, calm down. Please."

I frowned, looking away from him. He sighed, the warmth of his hand cupping my face to make me look at him. “I don’t care about any of that. I don’t care that you’re a Hatake. I don’t even care that you’re Kitsune. I’ve seen you take someone’s life, and I don’t care.” he was so serious. His voice didn’t waver, and his eyes remained focused. He wasn’t bullshitting me.

At the jaw and the dark eyes and the specific, complete attention of someone who had been paying attention since the second library session and had never once stopped. “Yes?” he said. “Yes,” she said. He held her gaze. Something moved across his face. She didn’t have a word for it. She’d never seen it before. Something entirely new. Something that was all the other expressions simultaneously — the real smile, the open version, the patient certain look, the grief-and-gratitude look, all of them at once — and then something beyond all of them. Something that was only this. Only now. “Whatever comes after,” he said softly.

He whispered back. He smiled again, and my hand flew to my eye again. Thentos took one of the young elves' shields and held in front of my face. I could see the light blue, silver tattoo that started at the corner of my right eye and swirled down in a beautiful, intricate design. It looked like a vine crawling out of my eye down to my cheekbone and the other half over my eye towards the corner of my eyebrow. I removed the crown and placed it around my neck instead, like a choker.

Nate’s stance is almost human, he is muscular, and his eyes hold an intelligence to them. I watch as the scene before me unfolds. Nate rears up on his hind legs and howls at the sky. The howl says that Darius has made a huge mistake in refusing to submit. Nate stalks Darius’s wolf, his claws and fangs elongate into deadly weapons. But what holds my attention and draws me to him, is Nate’s eyes. I saw them like this before, but only now they’re different. I find myself walking across the fighting circle mesmerised by one coal black eye that seems to swirl like a vortex and one Amber eye, the Amber eye has golden orbs swirling with emotion and another look at the black eye shows Nate’s promisi

His glowing eyes eventually fade, turning into his ocean blue. Seeing his normal blue eyes, Hayate relaxed quite a bit. He turned around and opened the door. Then he turned around and waited for Jai to—Jai was already behind him. The thunder elemer was calmly rubbing his pet while looking at him with unamused expression. His companion stood a step behind him. Jai raised his brows. “Well?” ‘Just a second to relax, please?’ was what Hayate wanted to say, but no, he didn’t. He turned around again and led the two inside.

Blood pours from the corner of his eye, thick and fast, sliding down his cheek like a crimson tear. I tilt my head, studying it like an artist appraising his canvas. Then I twist. Not fast. Not deep. Just enough to shred the muscle behind the eye. His whole body convulses. War doesn't flinch. He just stares—stone-still, jaw clenched, tracking every drop like he's memorizing it. Like he needs to see him suffer as badly as I do. When the eye finally collapses, leaking pulp and blood, I pull the pick free. It makes a soft, wet pop as it slides loose.