Pluck Out Your Eye Verse Novels & Stories

A person in trouble looks at their God. Look at me like that. Don't let your eyes leave me. Because if they do, I don't know what I will snap next after that neck of Baron Selchz's.

Andreas looked up with a sadistic smirk plastered on his face and lift two of his fingers up in the air as if the thugs understood the assignment, pulled the trigger, and shot dead three of the hostages learning loud gasps and shrill cries from the crowd. Annalise shut her eyes closed and kept on what she thought was prayer but it was just pure gibberish. She wasn’t even sure what she was saying but kept on mixing my random holy prayers in the fear of being killed. From ‘Jesus Christ’ to ‘forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation’ she didn’t know what she was actually saying. She wasn’t even sure if her voice was audible or not whe

"WE ARE GETTING CLOSER TO EACH OTHER— ANOTHER STEP CLOSER AND I WILL SAVE YOU FROM YOUR SILENT CRY. HIDE YOUR EYES FROM THEE, FOR HE SHALL MISLEAD YOU!" {AMETHYST'S SILENT CRY!} A looming figure of a hideously yet beautiful creature jumped out of the window with its burning purple eyes staring piercingly at a suddenly shuddering being— whose figure was covered by a black coat.

An enormous eye. Evelyn felt the universe tremble. The First Dream fell to her knees. Hope couldn't breathe. David whispered: "No." Evelyn looked at him. "You know it." David nodded. "I've seen it." "When?" "Before I met you." "What did it do?" David looked at the eye. "It showed me the future." Evelyn's voice became quiet. "What future?" "The one where you lose." The eye began descending. The other Evelyn stepped backward. "It's here."

He took out his bible and read a passage there. "Psalm 82:1-5: 1 God has taken his place in the divine council; in the midst of the gods he holds judgment: 2 'How long will you judge unjustly and show partiality to the wicked? 3 Give justice to the weak and the fatherless; maintain the right of the afflicted and the destitute. 4 Rescue the weak and the needy; deliver them from the hand of the wicked.' 5 They have neither knowledge nor understanding, they walk about in darkness; all the foundations of the earth are shaken."

The red-eyed woman. Eve gasped as the vision shifted. She was no longer an observer—she was there. A child wrapped in her mother’s arms, cradled against a heart that beat with both fear and fierce determination. The storm raged around them. And then—her mother whispered a single word. "Awaken." Eve’s eyes snapped open. The golden light within her erupted, flooding the clearing in a wave of raw, untamed energy. The Elders staggered back, shielding themselves, but they were too late. The power surged forward, stripping the last remnants of their dark magic away.

A single line of code. Still running. Uncorrupted. A whisper. “One life to plant, another to bloom.” Her eyes opened. The war was far from over.

He believed every word I said, just like how I once believed he'd remain loyal to me forever. But based on how things have progressed until now, we were no longer the same version of ourselves when we first met. Marcus started panting heavily all of a sudden. His eyes teared up as well. He rushed up to me and hugged me. "Stop talking about it, Jo! Please, just stop talking about it! You won't die! I won't let you die!" I shoved Marcus away in response. I watched impassively as he collapsed onto the spread of glass shards on the floor.

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.

You are special. "These secrets are not meant for ordinary eyes, but for magical eyes," he exclaimed, a spark of realization igniting within him. "I've been approaching this all wrong!" With newfound hope, he opened the book to a random page, his gaze transfixed on its ancient words. Taking a deep breath, he uttered an incantation. "Vinjhus exharitus." Instantly, his eyeballs turned pure white, and a brilliant light radiated from the book, directly illuminating his face.