Monster With Eyeballs In Hands Novels & Stories

The warlock was before me, inside the mirror, his reflection was taking the entire frame. My eyes doubled over in fear as the dark warlock's hand began to come out of the reflection. His hand was made of skeleton,there was no meat on his hand. He lifted his head . Half of his face was of a skeleton and the lower part of his face was covered in dark grey skin. His eye sockets were hollow , without any eyeballs. Some parts of his skin were burned.

No fucking way. The monster came at me, and before I could move out of harm's way, it grabbed me by my left hand with its teeth, swimming fast while I tagged along, my hand literally tearing off from my arm. In a moment of pain and confusion, I drove the knife into its abdomen but it didn't stop him, it only made him bleed a little and I was pretty sure that that made him more angry because he increased his speed, making me dizzy with the pull. I took out the knife from his abdomen and buried it into its head, but it still kept on, holding on tightly to my hand and trying to bite it off. The pain was unbelievable, but using the not so good torch light on my head, I was able to focus for a bi

"We meet again, child." Indeed we did. I was in a throne room, surrounded by warriors of the dead. It was funny to me at first, all the creatures around me; about nine or ten, all carried a light in their hands. No. More like a purple fire, lighting directly from what you could call hands. One of them had his head on his right hand, and then the fire on the other. Another one looked right at me but I couldn't see his face. Even though I just knew he was staring at me. Black wounds appeared all over his body making him seem like he recently got stabbed in every part of his body. Then I noticed those creepy wounds were his eyes. The bloody hell! His eyes popped out of every part of him. Many o

Justin's movement stopped when someone passed through the hall, he looked at Justin with a strange look, but he didn't seem to see that there was a monster there. Unbelievably, the thousand-eyed monster used its octopus hand to grab the human walking near Justin, with its tentacles, the monster covered the human's face, not allowing its target to breathe. Justin was confused, and before he could save the shoulder-length hair woman, she lost her life first because the monster's octopus arm wrapped around her neck. Now Justin knew why the monster was only after monster-hunting creatures because humans wouldn't be able to increase the power or the number of eyes. It didn't take him long to swal

She sprung into action before it could fire another shot, her twin blades whizzing like bugs through the air and rending off it's arms leaving clay where blood should have been, the clay simply began forming new arms, eight arms laid around her, making a total count of four reanimating monsters "You really have to bring so much!" She yelled at him "Help me, Shift!" "The humans!" He retorted in an alarmed tone, their hands were reanimating into weapons "it'll freak them out!" "Just do it!" She yelled as she lopped off one of it's head "Find the nejetri crystal in them and crush it!" "What the hell is that?!" He yelled back his hands enveloped in hardening clay "This!" She grunted, pulling out

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.

I don't want to die in their hands! I'm getting dizzy and feel like I'm almost out of blood. I opened my eyes again and looked at the monster beside me, Danrious; he was staring at me as he always does, but his eyes weren't red like his twin's. My mind was already racing when everything went black.

Breathing heavily. There was … blood on his hands. On his clothes and the wolf… wasn’t moving. My stomach twisted violently. This wasn’t real. This couldn’t be real- How could a human looking human- kill such a huge monster with … bare hands- I might be losing mind- He turned and … looked at me. Those red eyes locked onto mine. And something in his expression changed. Sharp. Dark. Hungry.

I cover my ears with both hands to somewhat reduce the pain in my head, but it seems like it echoes in my mind. I try my best to endure the pain as I look at her, and my whole system was trembling as I saw how she turns into a monster. Her unceasing cry of agony continues as her body starts to emit merlot and wine red gleam. Her screams gone louder as her seal on both hands starts to glow their elemental color.

Before his voice had died away— A four or five meters tall giant walked out from behind the building next to them. The monster had one eye. It was as scarlet red as blood. The whole body was composed of pale yellow rocks, like a moving stone statue. The rock debris kept falling from all over its body, and its joints were covered with dust and sand, as if it had just woken up. With a shield in one hand and a stone sword in the other, it walked over step by step. "That is... a Puppet of War made with Inscriptions? No, it's a Puppet of War of the Fake God characters!"