Sanpaku Eyes Superstition Novels & Stories

Rayne's POV I always found the mix of sunshine and rain strangely fascinating. A light drizzle patterned on the windows, just as sunlight pierced through their wet transparent bodies. People always held superstitions concerning what they meant. Some would say that a lion was giving birth. Or that a bird had lost its feather and was searching for it. So many tales conceived for the main purpose of making the phenomenon appear more divine than a simple mere coincidence. “Push, Rayne. I can see the head,” coaxed Sal. A wave of contraction surged through me so strongly at that point that my vision blurred and my throat released a hoarse cry.

JP came and stood next to them also looking at the sky. Pack members as well were out of their houses looking, those that were on the fields, as well as the warriors on the boarders, were also looking. Everyone was on alert, as they should, after all, that happened. “This is witchcraft.” Said JP shaking his head. “It could be, but we didn’t mess with any witches, with anyone besides the bears we killed.” Said Luka trying to think of what might be happening.

While they were eating, they talked, and Lixue told Hyo that no one should know about the place they were going to. “Why?” Hyo asked curiously. “Not everyone like you believes in people like us those who aren’t ordinary humans, do you want to be mistaken for someone crazy?” Lixue replied seriously. “Only shamans or people with the ‘third eye’ believe in things like that,” Erika said to her cousin, glancing at Lixue.

Seraphina lifted her chin just slightly, her voice turning smug as she continued, “Medina had it too, you know—the Astral Eye. That gift lets its bearer peel back any mask and see straight into the truth inside someone’s soul. No lie, no illusion—nothing can hide from those eyes. Some old tales even claim that the very first witch was born from the mortal incarnation of the goddess of fate herself.”

“I think Seraphine may have tried to warn me.” “About knots.” “I thought she was on her usual bullshit, so I ignored her.” “Understandable.” “There’s a Human urban legend that Weres have inflatable dicks, but it’s widely believed to be made up. Like the rumor that Vampyres pulverize in the sun? But lo and behold, we found a single conspiracy theory grounded in reality. Of course it’s the one about genitalia.” Zane doesn’t reply, so I lift myself up on my forearm and look at him. The knot— here I am, using new vocabulary in full sentences— has deflated, but I’m still half on top of him, clearheaded once again.

He moved the basket away and grabbed my legs to place them on his. At this rate, I might as well consider us a couple. "They've never been caught on camera. Not one vampire has openly come to declare himself a vampire." I shrugged, scooting closer to him. "Vampires are rumored to be fast, they won't be caught on camera if they truly possess such ability. Every supernatural creature would want to keep his existence a myth, vampires included. Everyone believes they will burn in the sun so you won't expect to bump into a vampire in the day, would you? Plus, where's the fun if they go live and admit that they're vampires."

The ghost looked at me with pleading eyes. "Those are talismans of Gong tau," Miyako whispered; Chinese black magic. "Those are finger bones," the friendless one added. Smashing them seemed like the sane thing to do. Pamela wouldn't have liked that excuse. I held up each trinket before the ghost. The first one - nothing. The second one - pleading. The third one - nothing. I had to be sure. I smashed the second one. The ghost's shape rippled then began to fade.

he said, and turn away to disappear to the highest area of the pagodas! “Phew!” Nuahanna sweats miserably, turn her back and flow so fast that she leaves a strange afterimages. These strange afterimage is those of gold, blue, green, and bloody that the scary-face man tremble the sight of it. His terror skyrocketed. He growled, “She dared hide the might of her existence? What a cunning woman that was!” These afterimage is the might in itself. If the scary-face man has the bloody glow to surround the pagodas, that's the essence of his might. But what about the several elements that make up the might?

I doubted him because that was possible. Stefano shook his head. "You saw his eyes, didn't you? The necromancer is the only one with golden eyes mixed with red. It looks like he holds the universe inside his eyes," he answered me, adding more weight to the evidence that Sushi is indeed a necromancer. . "B-but he didn't do anything bad," I defended Sushi because he might say to kill Sushi again.

It would be extremely difficult to differentiate the two of you if you stood next to each other and covered your eyes. "Woah. Purple eyes are something I've never seen before on another person. I can only imagine how stunning his eyes are." We were ecstatic about it. "Yes. But despite the fact that his eyes were truly beautiful, he refused to acknowledge their attractiveness. You see, due to the backwardness that existed during the time that I lived, a lot of people believed that having eyes of a bright color was a sign of witchcraft and sorcery. This was because they believed that only mythical creatures had eyes of a light color.