The Walking Dead Carl's Eye Novels & Stories

"I will only be gone a minute." The old wolf didn't make a sound. She just kept her dark brown eyes locked onto my face. Her body looked like a decaying tree, but those eyes still carried the exact same fierce, brilliant vibrance I remembered from my childhood. The moment Carol’s boots started thumping up the wooden staircase, Mother Blackmaw blinked her eyelids three times in rapid succession. I knew how the system worked—with that heavy machine choking her throat, she had to use her eyes to pass her thoughts.

A figure suddenly burst out of the thick green poison fog and the sea of zombies. Severed heads spun through the air. Dark blood dripped steadily from the blade in her hand. Hayley looked like death itself walking through the battlefield, slaughtering the high-level zombie soldiers around her with horrifying ease. Amid the corpses, the blood, the poison gas, and the monsters surrounding her, her eyes slowly began to change. One eye remained human. The other turned into the pale gray-white eye of a zombie.

I said. "Vampires are nocturnal creatures. In older times, they had to hunt in the dark. So, their eyes evolved to allow them to visually detect body heat. When I need blood, it's an instinctive response that my body has for my eyes to get darker in order for me to see. It's kind of like tunnel vision." I raised an eyebrow. "But why does it look like that? I'm surprised you can see anything at all when you're bleeding into your eyes like that,"

I smirk as I press the end to his exposed heart, sending jolts of pain through his body as he screams. Screaming in my presence won’t save you from the inevitable. Some would say I give a shit about Gianna. I don’t, but none shall come for what’s mine and live to tell the tale. Carl is all but dead by the time I’m done, yet I need the information he can no longer give me. Before he takes his last breath, I need to read his mind. I hand the cattle prod to Josh, and he takes it. I then place my hands on either side of Carl’s head, calling on my vampiric powers.

Jordan's smirk grew at the clear discomfort he had caused the older man. Few seconds later, he finally released his eyes with a loud groan, blinking repeatedly before focusing his bloodshot eyes on the two people standing before him. Carl grinned — albeit with evident wicked intent — when his eyes met his daughter's, making the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes more pronounced cracks against his wrinkled skin.

the lights went off in the lab, it was the time when they had to switch to the backup power. Olivia opened the pod first, she turned to pick the tranquilizer on the chair. his eyes flicked open , they were white, like that of the woman chanting spells, Olivia did'nt see his eyes, cuz the lights were out, and only the red emergency light was on, when she was about to touch him, his eyes glowed red, his wolf eyes, then it went back to it's beautiful shade of Chestnut-brown.

Zubrel stood at the window, his lips moving in silent prayer, tears streaming unchecked. Vicky and Becky clung to each other, their sobs muffled, but their hearts breaking. “She doesn’t deserve this… she’s suffered enough,” Becky whispered. In the men’s corner, Edward’s fists slammed into the wall, each strike fueled by rage at his own helplessness. Andrew and Cane held Carl’s trembling body, whispering, “She’ll make it. She has to make it.” But Carl’s eyes, red and swollen, remained fixed on the door. He could hear faint voices inside—Adrian’s sharp commands, the beeping of machines, Lilian’s calm but firm tone as she directed the team.

she said quietly. I stood up and followed her to the small conference room just down the hall. A large screen flickered to life, and I saw Ethan’s face. His piercing blue eyes stared back at me from the screen, calm, composed, like always. But there was something in his expression—something harder, colder. The war was in full swing, both against the virus and against the infected.

Arlo gets off the couch, finally, and comes and sits between us and looks up at both of us with the one white ear and the amber eyes and the complete confidence of a dog who considers himself central to all important decisions. He is not wrong.

Vampire's eyes are fiery red or blood red. *** Five days passed after they searched for evidence in the Redwood Pack and Tongass Pack. The Appalachia Kingdom received very good and delightful news. The palace soldiers scattered throughout the United States, in the human world, caught one of the culprits. Even though, only one perpetrator, this was their encouragement not to give up on finding the perpetrators' hideout. The atmosphere in the room tensed. They shuddered at the sight of Carlen's rage. The vampire king is slowly torturing the vampire man sitting on the floor, using the power of his eyes, which can paralyze all nerve cells and result in death.