Eyeless Jack Novels & Stories

He made it seem like I could easily rip Sylvia into pieces with just my sight. I only realized I had tears streaking down my face when I felt Marcus' hand on my cheek. "Don't cry, honey. I'm sorry. Please listen to me, okay? It's not what you think…" Marcus kept wiping my tears away in a fit of panic, but he could never stem my tears no matter how much he wiped. In the end, he just pulled me into his arms and began comforting me in soft tones. At the same time, he prevented me from looking at Sylvia.

On his angular cheekbones, hazel eyes, the veins on his toned arms… Daniel spat into his hand and started pumping his dick with a groan. Jack exhaled and took one step closer, which was just enough for the light to reach his face. His lips were half open in contrast to the eyelids, which were lowered over the eyes, giving Jack a dazed look.

she asks. "Since you were thirteen," Julian says. "You smiled at me once in assembly. You dropped your ribbon in the library. I kept it." Elena walks to the keyboard. She sees her own live feed. Red light blinking. She reaches out and turns one screen off. The red light goes dark. Julian inhales. "Why did you do that?" he asks. "Because I can," Elena says. "I want to control the eyes now. Not just be watched." Julian stares at the dark screen.

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.

Catching my reflection in the mirror, I noticed my eyes were swollen, prompting me to ask Pearly for some ice to lessen the swelling. Once refreshed, I changed into fresh clothes and went to consult with the Lotus Pack's funeral director, a blind man named Jack Newton. Jack, a half-blood werewolf and witch doctor, claimed he had sacrificed his sight to the Moon Goddess in exchange for the ability to see the lost souls of werewolves and guide them to the afterlife. His age was so advanced that no one could truly confirm if his stories were factual or merely folklore. I needed Jack's assistance to prepare five crystal coffins, a tradition for the Alpha's family in our pack.

“Percival?” I glanced over and saw Nixx standing in the doorway, flanked by my dad, Beta Jack, and Edeline's father. Jack's gaze fell on Edeline with a look of vulnerability in his green eyes. Each member of her family had green eyes, but hers were the most striking. They had a vibrant sparkle, like the lush green of clovers with golden flecks dancing around the center. "Dad. Beta Jack. Nixx," I greeted them, moving closer with a mix of anticipation and unease, eager to be near Edeline again. I tightened my jaw, bracing myself for the conversation to come.

Susan sighed, "Such a shame Mr. Hough isn't Mister Long Legs." Late at night, in an operating room on the tenth floor of the basement of a secret science lab in Royal City, Jack was lying still on a pale operating table. The doctor held a sophisticated instrument to his eyes. A few seconds later, a pair of crystal lenses were removed from his eyes. Immediately, his amber pupils glowed fascinatingly under the shadowless lamp. "Your wife's skills are truly extraordinary. She has really cured your eyes!" The doctor exclaimed when he took out a new pair of crystal lenses to put into Jack's eyes.

Jack sat directly to one side, then looked at Lina, curious to see what she had to do. Originally thought that Misa would be gone for a while, should come back soon. So Lina stopped circling and got straight to the point with Jack. "Did you come here today to see the eyes?" “Little sister-in-law, sister…” Jack was stunned for a moment, unable to react. Jack had a little difficulty swallowing, his heart showing surprise. "It can't be you! Dyan when you go out? He'll break my leg." "Don't be afraid, I'm not your eyes." Lina rolled her eyes, how could she debut!

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.

After a while Jack's hand started to ache so he switched his hand still admiring Alice. The movement while exhanging the hands woke Alice up from her sleep. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a hand in front. She followed the hand to see it's owner only to meet the the ocean like eyes of Jack. No one parted the eye contact. They both were checking rather than admiring each other. Checking what the other person was thinking of, checking how their hearts reacted when they were close and checking whether this was a reality or just their minds playing games with them. Jasmine yawned and stretched as she was also waking up. The yawn snapped the two and brought them out from their fantasy world. J