The Bleeding Eyes! - Shubha Pai - Wattpad

The Bleeding Eyes!

Reads 3
Votes 1
Parts 1
Time <5 mins

Reads 3
Votes 1
Parts 1
Time <5 mins

murder mystery suspense thriller

There was a huge gathering around the Times Square. People who were in a hurry to go to their jobs, to college, everyone just halted to take a look at it.  Down there on the road, lay a dead body of a man. His body was covered with cuts, his torso was smeared in blood. But that wasn't the most gruesome thing. His eyes- they were wide open staring at the sky, as if asking the heavens, did he deserve such a death. 
What happened there the previous night?All Rights Reserved

murder mystery suspense thriller

Table of contents

The Bleeding Eyes.
Thu, May 31, 2018

1 part

The Bleeding Eyes.
Thu, May 31, 2018

Sign up to add The Bleeding Eyes! to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

The Peculiar Query of Who Killed Mr. Weppler by Nerdgirl1327

Mr. Weppler was dead. He laid there, in his very own hotel room, with a knife stuck in his chest. The townspeople seemed to like him and he seemed to like the townspeople; there was no sensical reason as to why he would turn up dead... Or so it seemed. Now, five of the townspeople that had known him best appeared in his hotel room, all equally shocked. Admittedly, everyone in the room was a suspect. The people in the room consisted of the cook, the homeowner, the shop keep, the criminal and the star, all of which were asking the same question... who killed Mr. Weppler?

The Gentleman Killer by LaraJayJackson7

INTRODUCTION: Missing person reports were just piling up one after another these days. But none of the victims were found alive. After the killer got what he wanted from victim's family, the next day person would be found dead. People are starting to move out from the city. It's gotten worse as hours passed. Phones are ringing at the police stations and 911 calls are getting more and more desperate. Not many things were found out about this town's killer. But, the way people are describing him- yes him- shows that they all see him as an old man called the Gentleman. He got this name from the way he puts his deceased victims bodies. Lying on their back, carefully placed, hair brushed and clean, face without any makeup, but covered with black veil, white nightie with small bouquet in their arms that are placed on their chest. Beautifully horrific sight if you ask me. They all appeared to be women in their early or mid 20s, brunettes with blue eyes, skinny and average height. The Gentleman is described as someone in his late 30s or early 40s, is into art, but mostly sculptures as he shows by placing his victims in recognizable positions. On most of dead women's necks could be seen small tattoos that were assotiated with life and death- butterfly with its wings painted like skull. That was all that we knew of the Gentleman until something happened few days ago...

The One I Knew by decemberdreamcatcher

Moonlight glinted off of the sharp tip of the knife. It was clothed in the blackness of her dried blood. The cloaked figure curled his lips as he wiped the knife off using his jacket. Tonight he would be praised. Tonight he would be honored for his kill. She was on the top of the society's list. He didn't know why and frankly he didn't care as long as he got his pay. He sheathed his knife and took the girls' bloodied wrists in his hands. He dragged her into the open casket and locked it shut. As the midnight clouds began to cry tears, he shoveled dirt into the small hole where the casket lay. He threw the shovel and his blood covered gloves in the muddy duffel bag. Walking over the bridge he found various large rocks and shoved them in the bag, making it almost too heavy for him to carry. His dark, dangerous eyes gleamed as he threw the bag into the river and watched it sink into darkness.

${Jungkook}BTS FF 18+ 'Sold to a Mafia King' by X_Chiyo$

You were at work and you were on break. You walk outside in the ally way taking a short break as you Hear a lady scream and run that way as you see her getting shot as a person in all black stares at you and you try to run away but the person Wraps a cloth around your mouth and u feel sleepy and fall asleep.

Sold [Completed] by Alluringtrapx

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT

Unimaginable || Luke Brooks *under editing* by LukeysCurls

"Where do you think you're going? Did I told you to leave?" He spoke and walked closer to me. He placed his left hand around my throat and pushed against the wall. I winced in pain. He was holding a knife in his right hand, and slowly trailed down with the top of the knife down my jawline. "D-dont, please" I gulped. I closed my eyes and I was shaking. I was about to pass out.

THE WINDOW by AmitKAgnihotri

In 1970s a series of murders, needlessly brutal, shocks the city of Mumbai and its satellite towns. The killer's reign of terror spans two years and stops suddenly. These murders remain unsolved. In late 2018 ,five final year college students from Mumbai, members of the college book club, make a fateful decision to visit Dahanu Beach for a weekend getaway. The natural need for love and intimacy brings the protagonists closer , even as the night darkens around them . Their small everyday concerns of change , college and their ever- shifting relationships with each other cross their minds as they work out their future, sitting on the beach watching the most spectacular sunset they have ever seen. Their seemingly idyllic lazy day suddenly turns horrific as the pleasant evening suddenly descends into utter chaos as the five protagonists are faced with a force of nature beyond their imagination. The sheer immense impact of the event, overwhelms them momentarily, even though they survive , seeking and drawing courage from each other. They choose to linger on the beach, however, determined not to give into fear and make the second fateful decision to continue their planned beach break. Emotionally and physically exhausted , the college students check into a decrepit lonely Hotel and sink into a deep-deep sleep as they subconsciously process the evening and their sheer escape. The night is calm till a mysterious knocking on the window at 3 am wakes them into a living nightmare as true horror stalks them. And a bridge between the terrible past and present is created and a dark linkage to the 1970 murders is revealed. The students have to use their last dregs of strengths and humanity to fight what confronts them. And a supreme sacrifice will have to be made. The final terrifying confrontation, devastating in itself, will not only utterly change them but alter their very perception of the world they live in.

Where It Started by osumnessss

The lights were dancing as the club music plays. I turned around but I keep seeing the same crowd of people dancing to the music as the beat drops. I felt suffocated as I try to claw my out of the mob. I feel like I'm going to pass out-No, I am going to pass out. The ground was wobbling, my head was pounding and dark spots started to cover my vision. The last thing I saw was a man staring straight at me, standing in the middle of the crazy pack. He somehow looks familiar. Wearing a black three piece suit, his dark brooding eyes were staring straight at me. "Save me." He whispered before darkness completely consumed my vision...

If Looks Could Kill by ReedWriter15

All of the men holding up the serial killer somehow manage to shove him into a police car. They lock the door behind him and Barrett lets out a sigh of relief. The police have got it covered from here. He takes his hand out of his pocket, letting go of his gun and zips up his jacket. With that, he turns and quietly makes his way out of the crowd of people. Everyone pretty much ignores him, still trying to get a look at what's going on in their usually still neighborhood. The streets get darker and darker the farther Barrett walks away from the police lights. Every other street in this town is still fast asleep, with no idea of what could have happened just a block away from them. But it had been prevented. All thanks to him. Barrett finally comes upon his car, and slips inside. It's already way warmer than the outside air, so he lets out a small sigh of relief. This mission is over and done with. Now onto the next psychopath.

Everyone is insane by Dooniwooni

Everything is going well for the group of nine friends. No arguing. No panicking. Everyone friends. And everyone is alive. until one day, unexpectedly, one of them dies. They all deny that they killed their friend but he has no enemies or people that he doesn't like. Police start to suspect that someone in the group is lying so they set up cameras without the group knowing. And they find something unlooked for. Who's the killer? Is there even a killer at all?

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

The Peculiar Query of Who Killed Mr. Weppler cover

The Gentleman Killer cover

The One I Knew cover

{Jungkook}BTS FF 18+ 'Sold to a Mafia King' cover

Sold [Completed] cover

Unimaginable || Luke Brooks *under editing* cover

THE WINDOW cover

Where It Started cover

If Looks Could Kill cover

Everyone is insane cover

The Peculiar Query of Who Killed Mr. Weppler

Mr. Weppler was dead. He laid there, in his very own hotel room, with a knife stuck in his chest. The townspeople seemed to like him and he seemed to like the townspeople; there was no sensical reason as to why he would turn up dead... Or so it seemed. Now, five of the townspeople that had known him best appeared in his hotel room, all equally shocked. Admittedly, everyone in the room was a suspect. The people in the room consisted of the cook, the homeowner, the shop keep, the criminal and the star, all of which were asking the same question... who killed Mr. Weppler?