Eye Of The Beast Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her eyes sharpened at the sight. There it was… The beast. Its red eyes glowed like embers, breath rolling from its jaws in heavy smoke. It pawed at the ground, claws raking deep grooves into the soil. Muscles coiled under its skin as it scraped one paw again and again, ready to spring. Rage emanated from it like fire. Anana stepped forward. The earth trembled beneath her, dust swirling in violent gusts, but she did not move back. She locked eyes with the creature's molten gaze. Fear once her chain was nothing but ashes scattered in the wind.

Then, the first crack split through the earth. Elior barely had time to react before the trees shattered. From the depths of the forest, it rose. A beast unlike any Elior had ever seen—massive, towering over them with jagged black horns curling toward the sky. Its body was draped in shadows, its skin marked with ancient runes that pulsed with a sickly green light. But it was the eyes that sent a dagger of ice through Elior’s chest. Because they were the same ones that had haunted his dreams.

She spun and ran. Inside, Dorian and Kai had just reached Elias when Kairis burst in, panting. “It’s The Eye.” Lucian’s head snapped toward her. “What?” Kairis’s voice was grim. “The Eye… He’s been unsealed.” “The Eye of What?” Dorian frowned, confused. “Some ancient relic? A weapon?” Kairis shook her head. “No. Not a weapon. Not a being. The Eye was a god. A brutal, sadistic god. Not even bound by any order—neither Void nor Light. He devoured realms for sport. He watched creation burn and called it beauty.”

For her, it was a war she hadn’t survived. Her eyes stayed on the ceiling. Not crying. Not screaming. Just staring — because there was nothing left to do. She couldn't even understand what had happened to her. She was too innocent, too young and inexperienced to all of it. Her eyes were the first thing you’d notice — or would have, once. Wide, gentle things once full of questions and quiet wonder, the kind of eyes that still believed in kindness even after life had shown otherwise. They were the color of baby blue held by the lightest shade of ocean, but now they held no warmth. Only glass. Only distance.

Kacey gave me a quizzical look. “Geez. Relax. It’s probably just a squirrel or something. Lots of critters live in the woods you know.” “Which is exactly why we shouldn’t be peeing here!” I pointed out, clutching my purse tightly. She rolled her eyes. “Okay, come on. Let’s head back before you start hyperventilating.” We turned as a unit and started to go back in the direction of the carnival when a huge black wolf with ruby-red eyes jumped into the path before us.

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.

, Fleki whispers, “No, I can hear her heart beating.” Rubbing my eyes as they opened, briefly blinded by the late afternoon sun beaming through the forest canopy above where I lay. I squinted, and when my eyes finally focussed, I realised a pair of eyes glistening with gold, and long black lashes that curled upwards, so intensity that made me gasp, were staring right back at me. “Please don't hurt me “. Frantically I started searching the ground for something to protect myself with. Then, realising my search was futile, I abruptly sat up, trying to muster as much dignity as I could.

“She is no queen of ours when her beast has no rank.” In the North, beasts are ranked according to the color of their eyes, with come in five different colours. The bottom of that rank are omegas who have blue eyes, then just above them are the gamma beasts who have emerald green eyes which is identical to the beast that Ilena had shifted into. Just above the gamma beasts are the beta beasts who have Amber or golden coloured eyes and then at the top is the alpha beast who has crimson red eyes. It’s rare but a few beasts born from the original bloodline, can transform into a modified form of a beast but much more stronger and faster, they are called lycans and are identified by their pitch bl

I stood and I drew my blade because I was Lyra and I had walked the northern territories and I had seen the empty clearings and the cold fires and the grooves that the Beast had left in the earth and I would not let it take another wolf from the pack that had learned to stand when the world told them to kneel. The Beast stepped into view and for a moment my mind refused to shape what I saw because it was not the shape of any wolf and it was not the shape of any bear and it was not the shape of anything that the old laws had a name for. It moved low but massive and its body was long and thick with muscle that rippled under dark fur streaked with ash gray and its head was broader than any wolf

’ He tried to scream at the top of his lungs. He fought his own resolve as he put all of his strength into opening his eyes. Everything is dark. “Please… Denver… go back… to m-me.” Those words… made him see the tiny light as he finally broke his cage. *** Finally, he had set himself free – overtaking himself and controlling his beast inside. However, his eyes widened when he saw an unfamiliar woman with a huge scar on her face – moving towards him… as if getting ready to kiss him. He instantly pushed her away.