Itachi Eye Bleeding Novels & Stories

The bandage ripped open with a sharp tear again. And then— B L A Z E. Light burst out of him. Not white. Not black. But gold — a gold so bright it drowned the entire battlefield. I threw my arm up to shield my face. So many other people did, but I could still see it burning through my fingers. The Alpha tilted his head. Then, slowly… The last piece of cloth fell. And there it was. The stolen eye. Shining like a sun set on fire. A sun that wanted us dead.

Blood sprayed hot across the floor. Another scream ripped free, longer and more broken this time, filled with a despair that made my pulse quicken with wicked joy. One of the guards in the corner turned away, retching quietly into his sleeve as his stomach rebelled. The other swallowed hard, his face draining to a sickly green. Dante watched it all without a trace of emotion. “Continue.” Kade dropped the pliers and selected a thin blade, sharp as a whisper. He pressed the tip just beneath the man’s eye, drawing a single perfect bead of blood that trembled there like a ruby tear.

“Well Addy, when I tell you too, you need to close your eyes so tightly, so you cannot see anything for as long as you can” “I will close mine too and Fleki will watch and count, whoever closes them the longest wins a prize”. “That is easy Johnra, I will win”, squealing with delight, Atticus practises opening and shutting his eyes. “Ready set go” Johnra whispers into Atticusś ear, he promptly closes his eyes and covers them with both hands. The door to the towers is smeared with blood, the guard lays in a pool of blood, his head nearly detached from his body. A rancid odour emanated from where his bodily functions had released and soiled the ground around them.

The damn had broken long back and the tears I was trying to control were now freely cascading down my cheeks. He clenched his fist causing him to hiss in pain. His bloodied knuckles looked really painful. Ignoring my gaze on him, he strode upstairs. Wiping my eyes, I quickly rushed after him. Following him into his room and then into his washroom, I saw him pulling out the first aid kit. Just as he opened it, I snatched it from his hands. "Brae, give it back." Without listening to him, I brought his hand under cold water. I poured antiseptic liquid on some cotton

Big mom maid seemingly a little excited roared. Sasuke shakily took out a pair of magic glasses from his pocket and put them on, then he sucked in a breath of cold air 'Damn, wrong place!' Sasuke's heart was flooded with huge waves. "I'm sorry, I--I was looking in the wrong place--hungry I I--I--I--" Sasuke was going to apologize and play along, but he choked when he saw the bloody young girl on the ground ----- 'Could it be this bastard's nearsightedness that caused him to almost die! , and the fact that this one is called Sasuke and still has hooked pupils, that's too spiteful!' Lilith fainted at the thought.

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.

The stress and pressure of digesting so much information at once caused him to sweat from every pore of his body. Creed's arms were twitching violently despite active chakra and considerable physical strength. The pressure was more cognitive rather than physical for him. Fortunately, he was so engrossed in the combat that he didn't care. However, soon, Rain's face turned red from shock when she saw Creed's eyes amidst the battle. "What the— Is that… blood?" "What?" Colt peeked at Creed and saw blood dripping from both his eyes and nose, "What's happening with your eyes?"

Kim was looking at her with doubts and anxiety. "You - you are bleeding! Oh my God, you are bleeding so much!" Kim exclaimed, looking over Thalia. It took a moment for Thalia to look down and realize that her cursed inscriptions were bleeding. They were dripping dark, black blood staining the front of her shirt. Kim was beside her - alive and unhurt.

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.

Tears drop down my eyes without control as I stare at the wooden stake. “ Yo…You can heal. ” I stutter, forcing my hand to grab the stake. “ I can. ” He assures. “ Z—Zero… ” I let out, my hold tightening over the stake. Our eyes meet. His eyes remain black, never switching color or letting the shadows take over him. “ Are you…are you alright? ” He asks, the pain finally displayed behind the black globes. I nod, tears leaking out of my open eyes. His lips curve slightly and then, he is down. His eyes close, and his head slumps.