Itachi Eye Bleed Novels & Stories

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.

My heart pounded, my veins burned, and then the Eye turned against me. The powerful vision snapped shut. The backlash struck like a hammer. An invisible weight crushed me, hurling my body across the room. I slammed forcefully against the stone wall with a sickening crack. Air burst from my lungs, blood spraying from my lips as pain exploded through my ribs. "Ghh-" I gagged, my hand clutching my chest. The metallic tang of blood filled my mouth, dripping down my chin. My vision swam, the world tilting in dizzying spirals. The Eye, once open, now left behind a searing scar within my mind, its whispers echoing faintly as if mocking me.

Vision getting blur and blur then before Koishi who was just frozen on the spot not really knowing what to do. With a loud thud, Koishi watched Takeshi body hits the floor feeling his heart beating against his chest. “N-no” once again hearing the ticking of the clock matching his heartbeat breathing heavily Koishi runs towards Takeshi who was lying on the floor. His own vision getting blurred then floor watched the liquid slipping down from the side of Takeshi face. Beginning his hand closer to his face right near his nose the light smell of the metallic liquid. “Bl-blood?” the plan light yellow colour coated over the tip of his finger he can feel his vision getting blur then before. Felt th

When he reached up, he could feel two solid plastic tubes sticking out of his eye sockets! The other samurai had almost been motivated and ready to follow him for a death charge, only for that rally call to turn into a scream. They turned toward the samurai and were horrified to watch as he bled crimson out of his eye sockets, his screams immediately blood-curdling! It was such a gruesome sight that Yoshitaka retched loudly while Kokomi had to look away in fear. Tanya herself was afraid to even look at the bodies at first, but now, the gruesome sight seemed to invoke her morbid curiosity, peeking at the dead samurai and their blinded leader.

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Fuyu glanced my way before resting his gaze on Emmett, who coughed and sank to her knees. The people besides us shifted a little as we stood under his scrutiny, and I fought hard to stop myself from hyperventilating. He looked away before continuing. "To cut to the chase, I'm here to set a mere example of what happens when you go against me." He finished an octave lower, and he raised the head of the bleeding boy, which made me nearly vomit at the horrific sight. His left eye was dangling by a nerve, and I could see part of his skull peeking through the spot where flesh was missing. Emmett threw up beside me, and so did others. His nose was barely on his face.

I immediately got off Brat and started examining her wound. Suddenly I was hit by the smell of Kagome's blood but it didn't come from her. I immediately turned just to see a hooded figure with a bright yellow eye staring at us from above the branches of the trees. Its hands had long thick claws laced with Kagome's blood. The blood drips from his curved claw.

But the agony of her wounded body is nothing compared to the suffocating, throbbing pain in her neck, driving her crazy. And blood. Blood is everywhere. The wet cloth is saturated with a metallic smell. Scarlet drops fall on the floor. Long hair drowns in a pool of blood. And all the sensations are concentrated on one thing: eyes turned up with a scarlet haze, the dilated pupil of which has almost completely replaced the light, yellow iris. These eyes cannot be forgotten... They contain hatred. Her death was hidden in them. - Please, help! Someone save me! – she cries from pain and fear.

Like squeezing his head and he can't do anything, just feeling the pain, and it hurts so much he would cry. HE felt liquid falling from his eyes. Thou he knew he wasn't crying. It was a black liquid coming out from his eyes. He opened his eyes, and his vision was slightly covered by black blood. He could see his father standing at the side of the room. "Alkhun..." Alkhun opened his eyes.