Novel & Cerita Man Without Eyes

The absence of color further enhanced his incredible red eyes. The girl saw him standing there, his jacket open and his hands casually tucked into his pants pockets, it was like running up against a wall I didn't know existed, the man smiled, she felt a thump or a punch, but it wasn't wrists or hands, but pheromones. Even if immediately, I stopped my steps, but suddenly, with my eyes glued to that man, who looked even more impressive than I remembered. I had never seen hair so perfectly black.

I wasn’t sure what exactly to type into the search bar at first so I considered an appropriate keyword: eyeless. The answers I got weren't what I was looking for. My mind went back to that moment again when I lifted my head to look at the man. What had shocked me beyond comprehension was that he had no eyes. He fucking had no eyes! How I had managed to stay sane after that brutal encounter only left me in confusion. His eye sockets were empty and it felt like I was looking through a dark hole. It was terrible. I couldn't tell Cole what I saw that day because that could make him change his mind about his trip and I didn't want that.

As I was checking out I notice a man leaning against the wall. He has some shades on. He lights himself a cigarette, took a drag and the pulled off his shades. He had a very distinctive look. He's got one brown eye and one green eye, a scar ran down his left eye. He's got a light stubble, blonde hair, quite handsome. The man also had a little tattoo on his cheek. It was a tattoo of three tear drops. Each tear drop holding a wolf. Werewolf. My heart rate picks up because I realised his eyes are staring right at me.

But I believed he was not some gruesome looking person before all these injuries had been inflicted on him. He twitched some more, and I saw his eyelashes flutter a little. A plume rose up in the air, turning into a cloud of smoke, the dying embers crackling and sputtering out in a moment. The man took a few deep breaths suddenly, as if the air around him did not contain enough oxygen. And then his eyes flew open. I took a step back to see the eyes…or whatever that was. There was no iris nor pupil. Everything inside was pitch black.

I slowly approached the man to let my hand rest on his skin for just a brief moment. Three more feet left, and it would all be over. His eyes were already dead and every shade the sky possessed from dawn until dusk, in his dead eyes, they were black. His pupils exploded to fill so much of the eyes. I remembered when they probably used to blink, to sit up and laugh and live life normally like humans were supposed to. But that time, he wouldn't. His eyes were just so still.

Alex quietly said to the man who was talking with fear as he bleed from his swollen face. “It's ok. I forgive you, you don't have to be scared or obsessed with her eyes again, because...” Alex said as he bent towards Amin and collected the small dagger from his guard while he raised Amin's face to look at him. Before the scared man could understand what was happening, Alex pushed the dagger into Amin's right eye who screamed out. He plugged the eye out of its socket as Amin cried out in pain, he did the same to the other eyes which made Amin cry out in pain as his both sockets gushed out blood. “ A man with no eyes can't be obsessed,” he said spitting on crying Amin while he cleaned the bloo

He was as tall as Aiden and I could see his muscles flexing underneath his black shirt. He had an old scar on his face, starting from his eyebrow to his cheekbone. His brown hair was messy from the wind, strands flying across his face. He was a good looking man no doubt, despite his scar, but there was something frightening about this man.It was his eyes. I always thought Aiden’s eyes were intimidating but I was proven wrong by the man. His eyes were pitch black. The same colour that Aiden’s eyes turn when he is

Before that, their eyes were either indifferent or calm, but at least they were clear. But at this time, their eyes looked more like wild beasts. Some of them not only had ferocious eyes like wolves, but also fierce eyes like bear's. Almost at the same time, a figure walked out from the ripples in the void. The man who walked out looked ordinary and thin, just like a poor man in the mortal world who was hungry and cold. But if people took one more look, they would find something creepy. That was, this person didn't even have a shadow!

Right though, I need rest, a man of my health status, deserves all the rest in the world. “Manuel I noticed something.” Richard added. “Ok what is that?” Manu asked him. “You are growing paler and your eyes are no longer bright as they used to be. Like you are no longer having the bright emerald green eyes you used to have. What is going on, Manuel? Is there something you are not telling me?” He asked and Manuel just stood still. How was he going to answer his question now? “Manuel!” Richard called again and Manuel just kept the very same dull emotionless expression.