Poked Eye Blood Spot Novels & Stories

June screamed, but she was too late. Dante was already clawing at his forehead. The red spot on his skin grew, its roots digging deep into his pores. He gasped, his knees wobbling. "June... it feels like something’s trying to read my thoughts. It’s... it’s hungry." "Mommy, my eyes hurt!" Hope cried. June spun around. Her heart froze. Hope’s eyes weren’t brown anymore. They’d changed to a bruised, dark red, leaking thick fluid that looked like wine. The little girl stumbled, reaching out with blind hands.

I continued to squeeze. Its right eye – the one where an eye should be – ballooned outwards to almost twice the size of its counterpart. I could see the blood vessels engorging on the white of its eyeball, tiny splits appearing across the surface which began to seep blood, a violent burst of bloodied tears pouring down its face.

After last night's frenzy on one side and cooperation on the other, I had no idea when the gauze around Neil's neck had fallen off. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that dry wound on his fair skin. It was a bit unusual; leaning in for a closer look, I could clearly see two round puncture marks, accompanied by minor bite marks and abrasions. Those two puncture wounds were unmistakably vampire bites. Could that brat Harry be a vampire?

I brought the blood to my nose and took one simple sniff, closing my eyes for better concentration. The normal smell of blood hit me first, but the smell was too heavy. Opened my eyes to inspect the blood, and noticed that while it appeared the normal colour, the little drop of blood had failed to coagulate in the time it had been exposed to air. Typical signs of Moonshade poisoning.

and he did the same. There was something unusual in the way he stares. His eyes were just pure... red. Like a large clot of blood. Suddenly, his eyes started to drip, like blood, slowly from his eye socket. My eyes widened in shock. His eye socket is now empty and void, and it was the most horrifying thing I have ever seen in my life. My breathing hitched, slowly and slowly, to the point that I cannot breathe properly— "Prohibere, Amadeo." [Stop it, Amadeo.]

She ran the panel again to eliminate error only to receive identical results. Victor stepped closer. “Explain.” She swallowed before stating clearly, “The numbers reflect a healthy child. He experienced a minor vascular rupture likely due to environmental dryness or stress, not systemic failure.” “You’re certain?” His voice was low and controlled. “I am certain he is not immunocompromised,” she replied without hesitation. Elias looked between them again. “So… I’m okay?” Sabrina smiled gently. “You’re okay.” Relief softened his features. Victor escorted him back to bed himself, tucking him in with a quiet tenderness he rarely allowed others to witness.

Just looking at it, can guess that the liquid is blood. But what terrified Uri the most was that on a bed closest to where the two of them stood, the only one that wasn't empty in the room, a person was lying there, head choked to one side, coincidentally facing them, not knowing if was alive or dead. From Uri's perspective, he could see that it was a young man. His hair was bright brown, messy, fluttering under the lights, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, under his eyelids was a darkening, and his bruised lips were slightly chapped. On the pale face appeared several purple spots. He was wearing a white T-shirt, but it looked like a rag now because it was covered in dirt and blood, a

"One by one, Maverick pierced each needle into the pressure points around Nathaniel's eyes accordingly, and then he filled these pressure points with his blood. As Nathaniel's face turned black and purple, something started to move in his eyelids." "Then, Maverick removed the silver needle. The needle tip had turned black, and the golden threads that wrapped around it wriggled just like worms did. This made Mango feel very uncomfortable, so she started getting goosebumps." Is this a pupa? "Nah, it's a larva." "Maverick described quietly, but his eyes remain stuck on Nathaniel's face. He continued, ""I need more than an hour to wipe out these little larvae.""" Do they exist elsewhere other th

"I think she's fine. It's just a toy gun, so the impact shouldn't hurt." However, Josephine's affected eye was extremely red. The spot that was hit by the bullet started to show flecks of blue and purple as well, signifying the formation of a bruise. Lewis glanced in Lily's direction. "How did you know that it wouldn't hurt at all, Lily?" "It's just a rubber bullet, isn't it? How much pain can it cause? Lewis, I know you care about Josephine a great deal, but you shouldn't be arguing with a child over this petty matter."

I looked at those dark brown eyes that I knew I would never forget; they belonged to her after all. ''KIKI!'' I jumped up. My hand immediately went to my ear, it wasn't bleeding. My eyes found Zack's worried ones, he was breathing heavily. He enveloped me into his familiar warm embrace and all I could do was stare at my wrapped hand from over his shoulder. Spots of dark red, almost brown, littered all across the palm like a dalmatian. When did that happen? I heard the door burst open, the knob banged against the wall. Lucas's panicked expression was clear as day as he asked what happened.