How To Summon Eyeless Jack Novels & Stories

Wilson said, "you need to sit in front of the mirror and light the candle. Then, close your eyes and focus on your breath. When you feel calm and centered, open your eyes and look into the mirror." Wilson paused for a moment, letting his words sink in. "You will see your reflection in the mirror," he said, "but it will be different somehow. Your eyes will be brighter, and your skin will have a faint glow. That is when you know that you are ready to summon the spirit." Kai listened carefully, nodding his head as Wilson spoke. "To summon the spirit, simply say its name aloud," Wilson said. "Be sure to speak clearly and with conviction." Kai took a deep breath. He was ready to try.

He gave them his address and hoped that they would meet him there in good time. The gate was unattended as Jack drove into the house. The front door was still shut and the house was eerily quiet and Jack grabbed his handgun from his pigeon hole before heading for the front door. Unsure of what he'd find inside, Jack gingerly opened the door. His first instinct was to run to Lisa, she was sitting next to Jordan and his security on the sofa but their captor wasn't in sight. So he stood still, not wanting to be caught off guard.

one said. “Tell Gamma Thelma to find a way to free us. I don’t want to die,” another muttered, his voice breaking. “Oh! Gamma sent me here to give you a peaceful send-forth,” Jack told them. His eyes changed and glinted, his claws protruded, and before they could say a word, he snapped their necks.

I nodded. "Your wish is my command, my Queen. I'll take my blindfold now," I warned everybody else, and touched the knot Sohan made before then began to unmake it. Folding it and putting it on my lap, I blinked, getting used to the light again. I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized.

“Ask someone to bring me a bowl of water.” Graham quickly ordered his servant to bring a bowl of clear water before them. After that, Jack dipped his finger in the bowl of water before he placed a few talismans in the bowl of water. After he was done, Jack flicked the water at Graham’s eyes. As soon as Graham opened his eyes, he was suddenly filled with fear as he backed away from Jack. “Mr. Yaleman, what…what is this?” Graham suddenly saw the Quinton family mansion covered in a strange layer of black smoke.

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

"Sir Mark, since you are so good to me, I would like to tell you her secret. If one day you will finally meet Calla, and you see that she's not your type, do not look directly at her eyes." "Her eyes?" I repeated, wondering what sense there was in avoiding her eyes. "Yes," Cynthia looked straight at me, collecting my full attention. "She can win any man she fantasizes through her eyes." "What do you mean?" I asked, not realizing both my hands were gripping the edge of the table as I glued my eyes on her. To my frustration, she smiled and shook her head. "I'm sorry, sir. This is not the right time to tell you about it."

Soon, the whole plate is gone and Jack looks sickly. "Jack, are you alright?" I check. He shakes his head, "No." As soon as that's said, I get an ominous feeling. Jack's eyes roll back into his head. "No!" I scream and scream. "Jack! Can you hear me? Jack!" Tears sprint down my face. They blur my vision and make it hard to breathe. I pull as hard as I can to release myself, it fails.

It wasn’t like I could feel her. “You’ve triggered her”. Jack continued. “The eyes are just the start. You’ll feel her presence soon”. “But how?”. I asked. “You fighting with Jake?”. My face must have said it all because he threw his head back and laughed. “Aggression is a good way to bring her out”. “I’m not aggressive and we’re not fighting”. Well not really fighting. Just another disagreement. “Well something’s done the trick”. He grinned. “It’s about time she showed face. Can already tell she’s going to be a bitch”.

When I go to stand back up to find somewhere to hide, I’m thrown backwards into a tree, hitting my head. I groan and let my vision come to focus. My head begins to throb as I sit up and I notice I am nowhere near the fight. A hooded figure comes to view, I try to stand but stumble from dizziness. The hooded figure gets closer and lets out a horrid screech. I start gasping as a blue wisp starts to come from my parted lips and I feel as if my energy is being drained. Right before darkness consumes me, I see those purple eyes with gold flecks.