Their Eyes Were Watching God Summary Chapter 9 Novels & Stories

Note: This is a duplicate of the previous upload as my editor hadn't approved the change of the previous upload. If you haven't read chapter Ninety, then read this one. If you have then please skip this upload and go right to Chapter Ninety One. Thank you! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Ninety Michael’s Point of View

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.

The grave swallowed her. --- End of Chapter Ninety.

Eасh іѕ рhоtоgrарhеd as I dеѕсrіbе again аnd again whаt hарреnеd. I’m tіrеd аnd thе tеаrѕ аrе dry on my face with makeup. Mу thrоаt hurtѕ whеrе hіѕ hands bruised mе, аnd ѕuddеnlу I dоn’t fееl ѕо tough at аll. Sоbbіng, I соvеr mу face. I don’t wаnt hеr tо ѕее mе сrу, but ѕhе just lауѕ a glоvеd hаnd оn my bасk аnd lets mе sob. [Next POV will be from 'Blake' in Chapter 4]

I stay awake, watching the window, watching the door, watching for shadows that might be threats. Because she sleeps like someone expecting war. And I'm finally learning to stay. End of Chapter 91

But now, fueled by grief and an all-consuming fury, it roared to life. My vision swam. The world around me seemed to distort, to warp. I felt a searing heat course through my veins, my bones, my very soul. My eyes… they felt like they were on fire. Georgia, who had been watching the slaughter with a detached, almost bored expression, suddenly gasped. Her eyes widened, her smug composure shattering. "What… what is this?" she stammered, her voice laced with a sudden, uncharacteristic fear. "His eyes… they’re… it can’t be!"

It was too toxic for me. As I walked in the woods, I could hear rustles. Today, the weather was cold which led to fog covering the path. I heard the rustles again. There was a scent I sniffled in. “Who’s there?” I said. Something was definitely watching me. ------------------------------------------------ A/n So, what did you think about this chapter guys, I will really love it if you comment your thoughts about Tata Mama disrupting everything. If you like this chapter, consider leaving a review for me. Thanks for your valuable coins!! With all love from, R.A Higheels

She looked at him with those colorless eyes and the expression of someone delivering a verdict they had carried for forty years. To decide, she said, whether you are going to fight this or finish it. Because standing in the middle is no longer an option either of you has. The fire cracked. Nobody spoke. Outside through the closed door and the stone walls and the dark trees something moved at the edge of the property line and stopped there and stayed, patient and still, in the way of something that had been waiting for a very long time and had just decided its wait was almost over. END OF CHAPTER 8

“Just watch them.” Them? Isn't it supposed ‘her’? After observing Evelyn, their jaw dropped to the ground again, making their jaws hurt from always dropping on the floor. What the hell did they just see?! END OF CHAPTER 46

Finnick looked up too. “Do you see that?” I asked, my heart pounding. “Yes,” he said. The stars disappeared. Every single one, none is left out. The sky went as dark as ink. And then Nine glowing eyes appeared. Not stars not moons. Eyes__watching us. Gaze not flickering, stagnant like it's stuck on a particular thread. Waiting. The child moved again, this time more awake. He whispered, “They’ve found me.”