You'll Shoot Your Eye Out Book Novels & Stories

I could never compete with the malice twinkling in his eyes. ‘’Maybe I will find out when we meet Yama.’’ Before I had time to blink, I noticed the pulling of the trigger followed by a loud gunshot with my peripheral vision. Normal 0 false false false EN-GB X-NONE X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99;

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.

When our eyes met, he halted, planting his feet on the ground. “Look, I know I’ve defaulted in a whole lot of ways. Some of them are not my fault. These boys are unruly, bro, they keep fucking with my business and I’ve warned them a whole lotta times…” The bullet I shot into his left eye shut him up instantly. He screamed as blood trickled down his cheek. “That’s just a preamble, bro,” I dragged on sarcastically. “If I don’t get my money before tomorrow ends, you would be losing more than one eye,” I plunged another bullet in his left shoulder and stormed out.

Then I heard a gunshot that almost deafened my ears. For a second, I thought that I had been shot, and I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, waiting to see if it was me, but after some seconds, I realized that it wasn’t me. When I managed to open my eyes, I saw that the shelf right above my head had been gunned down. The woods were destroyed and the books were littered to the ground; Ulcer had just missed my head by a breath.

Sharp claws sink into my stomach as blood oozed out, but I dare not let go of the rifle. Though my sidearm is in my thigh sheath, but there's no way my hand is going to reach it without letting go of my gun, my arms are getting weak, with my fingers trembling as the dog struggles to push its way through. Suddenly, it pulls my gun with its teeth away from my grip and spit it aside. In a flash, I reach for my sidearm, and pulls it from the holster in close range I fire straight into its eye. The zombie dog jerks backwards with blood gushing from its eyes, the anguishing growl shows how pained it felt, unfortunately, its eye isn't healing.

Now that I took a better view, I realised that the face structure is a bit different than mine, but the eyes are the same, the lips are similar and no wonder why I resemble him. "What about those people who....killed...them?" I didn't know how to ask this question. It just didn't want to slip out of my mouth. He laughed. "I killed them, each and every one of them. I made everyone suffer until I was satisfied and threw them in the river the same way they did with my wife and child. The first rule in life son...destroy what destroys you." The rage in his eyes soon vanished, and the calm eyes came back, looking at me.

Our best bet would be if the sprinklers in response to the fire alarm would do their job properly . I was so concerned about the books catching fire that I didn't even process the fact that there was a fucking flame in her palm ! It wasn't burning her , it was just whirling around , bright red and orange colours playing with each other in fury . I should interrupt . I grab a book from the cart and stand a good 2 feet away from the men . I close one eye and position the book in front of me with my hand to make an aim . Perfect . I hurl the book as fast as I can and hear a groan in response .

My eyes landed on a sight that filled me with pride and lust. Gunner’s knees wrapped around the hunter’s head as he gracefully threw his body through the air, landing in a crouching position. My eyes snapped to the hunter in front of him, pointing his gun at Gunner's face. I felt my skin burst into flames of rage and my heart exploded inside me, I lifted off the ground ready to unleash hell on these monsters. I reached for the hunter with my power, lifting him into the air. I tensed and turned my fingers, compacting his body in on itself. I let his broken and twisted body fall to the ground in front of Gunner. He turned to look at me and our eyes connected for a moment, his eyes flickered wi

"Lily, it's a nice thought but-" Lily had reached the final page of the book and her face dropped. "No, there has to be something!" "Maybe it is just a fairytale-" "Wait." Lily had let the last page of the book fall and she frowned, staring at the back leather cover. "I need a knife," she murmured to herself and searched her pockets, pulling out a small blade. She then gently sliced along the edge of the back cover, creating an opening. "Fuck me," she whispered and pulled out what looked like an old piece of parchment.

The more she thought about her foiled plans, the angrier she became, resulting in her accidentally dropping the baby out of rage. "This is your fault! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gotten to this point in life! Die!" A loud thud sounded. Blood was splattered all over Marcus' pale face. As Sylvia cackled at the top of her lungs while walking out of the ward, a teardrop slid down Marcus' cheek from his closed eyes. Unfortunately, those eyes would never open ever again.