God Eye Novels & Stories

I close my eyes shut and open them. Dora's eyes filled with tears, she slowly kneels in the middle of the road, there was still a little black stain on the ground from the accident, she uses her shaky hands to touch it "I don't want to believe you're the one who's gone". I walk close to her and place my hands on her shoulder "soon everything will be revealed" my eyes suddenly caught something, it was an old man with a homeless look, sited in a small wooden caravan, selling some very cheap fake jewellery.

Soheila guessed the reason there's no spirit beast nearby because of the aura of the man she saw a while ago. “Okay, Master!” said the two spirit beasts in unison. “Wait, Master, I suggest that you change the color of your eyes. Golden eyes are rare here, only the race of the Gods can have that kind of eye color.” Sylvie and Little Black knew that Soheila is not a god because her aura is from humans.

I could look at him for hours as he stands there, his eyes locking with mine. There was no more thick black glasses hiding the fleck of gold that beamed like sunshine when they connected to mine. It didn't matter that I couldn't see them, to really see them, because those amber pools have allowed me to see the actual sun as they pulled me into their orbit time and time again.

Thomas used the Divine Water to soak one Ancestral Eye and used the Sacred Fire to burn another Ancestral Eye. In the end, one of the two Ancestral Eyes melted in Divine Water, while the other was burned to ashes. Meanwhile, the fire on the pillars went out. The next Ancestral Eye was the last one. This eye needed to be suppressed with the earth that could nurture lives. Talking about earth, it was the easiest to get, and it was also the easiest to ignore. If Phoebe had not remembered that earth and wood were interdependent, Thomas would not have realized that the earth he needed was right under their feet!

He scanned the legion commanders and reassured them, "The Pope is aware of the situation. He will decide how to proceed. Our task is to keep an eye on the Dragon's Aegis." … With a click, the doors of the secret chambers creaked open. Ewan stepped inside and looked at Gideon, lying motionless on the bed, just as he had before. "Any changes?" he asked. "Mr. Moore, everything remains the same. Gideon's internal readings are highly active—most notably, the neural activity around his eyes." "His eyes?" "Yes. Based on our assessments, we suspect that Gideon's eyes may be undergoing a transformation." "Do we know exactly what kind of transformation?"

My heart skipped a beat. ​“You like what you see, Tiger?” he asked, his deep voice slicing through the tension. ​I looked up, meeting his eyes—one green, one blue—staring back with absolute focus. Something in that mismatched gaze made me feel completely exposed and utterly safe all at once. ​“I asked you a question, Tiger,” he repeated. His tone dropped darker, deeper, thick with intent. ​“Y-yes… I do,” I admitted, the confession barely above a whisper.

My lips parted when our eyes met. His eyes are like two shimmering pools of gunmetal blue, their almond shape adding an air of mystery to his gaze. They possess a captivating glow, as if they hold a secret that only the darkness can reveal. These eyes are not just ordinary; they are extraordinary. They draw you in, making it impossible to look away. I swallowed nervously, determined not to let his intense gaze overpower me. With a swift and forceful kick, I managed to free my leg from his grasp. The pain made him cursed.

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.

Jayden's pitch-black eyes had a gold line right down the center of his eyeballs and it made anyone who looked at him feel paralyzed for a moment. Owen is an omega and he knows only an ultimate alpha has eyes like that. To fellow alphas, those ghastly eyes wouldn't be too scary, but to an omega, beta, and normal human, those eyes would be a nightmare for them. Ricky hit the counter, softly but hard, so that Owen could feel the vibrations. "Tell me, where is that woman?" Out of the corner of his eye, Owen saw three large visitors rise from their seats and stare at him. Owen opened a drawer under the counter and took out a key.

I still couldn't help but sneak peeks at him as I ate though. I had just turned my head to sneak another peak at Eddie when I noticed him. He was quite tall and incredibly gorgeous with the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen. His skin was bronzed and nearly as dark as my own, which only made his eyes stand out that much more. But it wasn't his Greek God stature or his incredible good looks that had caught my attention. No, it was the marking on his right eyeball that made me stare. I had never seen anything like it before. It was a thin black ring with a shiny opalescent center that reminded me of a full moon, and he had the same marking just behind his right ear as well, only much la