One Eye Wrong Turn Novels & Stories

He sneered, his laugh filled with scorn, "Joseph's lost his power in the family. He'd never marry you, especially if you're carrying my child. Cut out the silly jokes, Wendy!" He leaned in close, his eyes scanning me in my sleek, fancy dress. "I'll admit, your new trick has caught my interest. Fine, let's find time to relive that night we had a bit too much fun." He reached to pull me close, but then Sheila screamed from behind us. Elliot spun around to see Sheila clutching her face, which was covered in red blotches. "Elliot! I'm so itchy. There are hyacinths everywhere, and I'm allergic to them!" Tears filled her eyes as she fell into Elliot's arms.

I only knew who they were by scent because I didn’t bother to look in their direction. That doesn’t stop me either though as I put my claws at his stomach and slowly dig in, “Maybe you’re the one who should watch the way you talk to a Turned wolf,” my claws slip deeper and deeper but he doesn’t so much as flex his abs. “Especially when you have no information on them,” he still doesn’t move an inch the whole time as I retract my claws and scape upwards a bit. I didn’t go too deep, he’ll heal in seconds from what I’ve learned from Star.

“Are you sure?” “Yeah, I’m sure,” Everly said. “I noticed yesterday that the eye of the wolf on his mark is on the right, and mine is on the left. I didn’t see mine until I was taking a shower, but it’s not the same.” “Maybe you just looked at them wrong,” Alyson offered. Everly shook her head. She was sure. “Look,” she said. She pulled her shirt down so that Alyson could see. “I’m not sure if you remember his but—”

[“Yes, my lord. I believe that’s what Everleigh saw too.” My eyes widened at the hearing of Everleigh’s name. “Sinistra oculus conversus alba et dextra collyrium—” [Her left eye turned white and her right eye—] “Father.” I was not able to stop myself to interrupt and carelessly swept the white curtain to face them. They were shocked but it only lasts for a second.

Poppy turned around in disbelief, and their eyes met—a pair of furious eyes. ***

Eye with unblinking eyes. Earlier on, this guy had burned down Jermaine’s ship through hypnosis. Later, Jermaine locked down the entire Verton but still did not catch this guy. This time, he would never let Mr. Eye escape again. Besides that, Jermaine also lost a lot of money due to that incident. “You can’t catch me!”

Soon, Carson would turn to her for comfort, and Alice would be nothing but a distant memory. Little did Margaret know that her perfect plan had one fatal flaw. In the seamstress's shop, as Mrs. Patel shakily dialed 911, a small security camera in the corner continued to record. Its lens had captured everything – the kidnapping, the attackers, and most importantly, a blur shot of Maxwell watching from across the street. The pieces of the puzzle were there, waiting to be discovered. But as night fell over Manchester, with Alice hidden away and Carson lost in despair, it seemed that time was running out for the truth to come to light.

She sighted a paper on the dining table and picked up to read what was written on it “Never show up in my life, you are nothing but a bad memory I must cut off” She closed her eyes in tears as all her worlds fell apart in just a split second.

In a heartbeat, his eyes locked onto Alessia—a tumultuous mix of emotions ignited between them. The man’s eyes, filled with longing and weariness, spoke of a bitter struggle against the whims of fate. ‘Alessia?’ His voice quivered. And there he stood, Brayden, a ghost from Alessia’s past she hadn’t laid eyes on in ages. Time had etched its marks upon his once-youthful face, leaving traces of sorrow in his weary eyes. The years had woven a complex tapestry of feelings between them, now laid bare in this unexpected reunion.

Love was two people chasing their dreams together and supporting each other side by side. Right now, a few barbed words from Finn could never shake my feelings. However, Finn still didn't give up. One day, he showed up in my office with a guitar. He played and sang the song "Look at Me, Eyes Don't Lie", the same one he had sung when he confessed to me back then. The familiar melody brought no warmth. All I felt was deep annoyance. I thought the song was ironic. After we married, he lied to me almost every day.