Game Of Thrones Gods Eye Novels & Stories

Marcus grabs my waist and pushes me behind him, “Your highness.” He did a bow-like gesture. “What are you doing?” Marcus opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. “ And do not even think about lying. Your job was to stay hidden and to keep your eyes on her.” The purple eyes slowly faded to gold and Marcus sighed.

“We are not ready for this war. He was supposed to stay dead!” Thal’rean sounded like he was unraveling. “The Eye isn’t just brutal… He’s aware. He remembers. Unlike most gods, he doesn’t forget faces or betrayals.” Elias finally lifted his head, sweat beading at his brow. “He’s looking at me.” Lucian stiffened. “What do you mean?” “I don’t know how,” Elias whispered, “but I can feel his gaze. It’s like it’s… cutting through my soul.”

His skin was grey, covered in a thick layer of dust and dried gore. But his eyes... they were open. And they were glowing a fierce, predatory gold. He was using his bare teeth to gnaw on a piece of obsidian, trying to widen the gap. When he saw me, he froze. The golden light in his eyes flickered, and for a second, the man returned. The "God of War" looked at me through the crack in the rocks, and a single, crystalline tear tracked through the dust on his cheek. "Elara," he croaked, the sound like two stones grinding together.

I sighed then proceeded to sit on the table, the comfy chairs would lull me to sleep as tired as I was. I found the two doctors staring at me like I was some sort of an overgrown beetle or some sort of a cure to a certain untreatable disease, maybe it was the blood on my shirt surprising them. I was just about to snap at them that it was unprofessional of them but then I remembered, I didn't have my glasses on. My eyes were the magnet that attracted their gazes. My shoulders hunched when I recalled the glasses being broken earlier. " You must be Michael Marcus" one of them faked a smile and said. The other one who had an overgrown mustache like he was from London was still gazing at me with

Nehmetawy tells me simply, the six other Gods and Goddesses nodding their head in agreement. “My eyes?” A dumbfounded look appears on my face. They can’t seriously think I am their savior just because of my eyes. A lot of beings have blue colored eyes, mine are nothing special. I know plenty of other wolves whose eyes flash blue when they’re angry. My mother being one of them. “Yes, your eyes.” Isis says again, as if that answers everything. “Well, what about my eyes?” Panic starts to set in within me. I don’t want to be their savior. This is already too much for me without adding the extra pressure of saving Gods and bringing about peace.

"I am the one who remembers the first time the Shadow-King was defeated. And I am the one who knows why the child was born with two different eyes." She looked at me, her gaze piercing through the golden light. "The emerald eye sees the world of the sun. But the crimson eye? That eye sees the path into the Abyss. And that is where you must go, Darlene, if you want to kill a god." I looked at my son, then at the shadow-army closing in on our gates. The war for the mountain was over. The war for the universe had just begun. "The Abyss," I whispered, the word a cold weight in my chest.

Ember The cathedral was still burning. Blood soaked the altar steps. Smoke curled like dying spirits through the fractured stained glass. The air stank of charred flesh and old faith. And Orion… he stood in the center of it all. A god of vengeance, cloaked in ruin. Dark eyes burning like cold stars, hands slick with blood that didn’t shake. He didn’t tremble. He didn’t speak. He just watched me, like I was the only thing left in the world worth protecting.

Jayden growled. “I will find her before you will, she will be mine!” he growled and disappeared before Gage could grab him. “So, what happened to her, where is she?” Gage asked. “She has been sent back to the past, she will not remember anything that has happened, she doesn’t know who we are. Her powers are bound until the wars break out again." Jayden said. “Gray Eyes has been rebound.” He said before disappearing into the darkness with the other vampires, until another war breaks out every supernatural realm would live in peace, Gray Eyes would remain asleep until she is needed again, wars always happen, how long would it last this time?

"Do not fight the machine. I have got you. You are safe." My father was not safe.. He knew it. He squeezed my fingers hard with a sudden burst of strength because he was so scared. His eyes looked away from mine moving wildly towards the corner of the room then back to me his chest going up and down really fast. I looked where he was looking. High up in the corner, where the white wall met the ceiling there was a dome of dark glass stuck in the plaster. There was a lens inside surrounded by a ring of special sensors. That was not what caught my attention.

Surely there is something I know that can help. “Ryder is right.” All eyes turn to me, so I continue. “The kingdom and pack need to be evacuated to ensure everyone’s safety. The warrior wolves, and dragons are no match for Ares. He is called the god of war for a reason.” “We can’t leave Ryder to do this alone.” Alpha Gabriel spoke. “You will listen to me on this. Both of you.” Ryder looked back and forth between his grandparents. “Ryder…” Alpha Gabriel stood to comfort Ryder.