God's Eye Novels & Stories

Chapter 56 A powerful entity known as the Werewolf Destroyers, led by the formidable Fen, had embarked on a relentless quest to capture the supreme god powers, seeking to awaken the cataclysmic Eyes of the Twelve Giant God Statues. With ten supreme god powers already in their grasp, the Werewolf Destroyers were tantalizingly close to their ultimate goal. Only two powers remained, held by the elusive alpheno werewolves, Alex and Kai. Their sanctuary lay hidden within the mystical Gaia villages, a haven for mythical creatures seeking refuge from the encroaching darkness.

Damon’s POV I had no idea this was even possible, I don’t know how I didn’t figure it out sooner. Angel is floating, literally floating off the ground a few inches, she’s glowing a golden yellow. There is an aura around her that everyone can physically see. It’s a moment in history that everyone will talk about for years to come.

So, he left and did not check on the God of Killer after he collapsed. It was a horrifying scene now that Morris thought about it. He remembered the God of War looking at him in the bush, but he was spared because he posed no threats. Morris shivered whenever he recalled the ferocious eyes. The God of War’s eyes were frosty and proud as if nothing in the world could change his conviction. It was something Morris never saw again since then. As the God of War was in disguise, Morris did not see his face. He was glad that he never crossed paths with the monster anymore.

I bend and pick it up but as I stand, my eyes connect with the most beautiful, breathtaking, golden orbs. Eyes that connect explicitly on mine.

"Okay I'm gonna go now, try to watch where you're going next time so you do not hit an Actual Wall" Oh my God, he heard me. He heard me call him a wall, this is officially the worse day of my life and I've had bad days " I uh guess I'll see you around " He keeps looking at as if he was waiting for me to say something but I guess he figured out that the only sense organs that works right now are my eyes because he just mumbles an 'alright and walked away.

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.

"Sir Mark, since you are so good to me, I would like to tell you her secret. If one day you will finally meet Calla, and you see that she's not your type, do not look directly at her eyes." "Her eyes?" I repeated, wondering what sense there was in avoiding her eyes. "Yes," Cynthia looked straight at me, collecting my full attention. "She can win any man she fantasizes through her eyes." "What do you mean?" I asked, not realizing both my hands were gripping the edge of the table as I glued my eyes on her. To my frustration, she smiled and shook her head. "I'm sorry, sir. This is not the right time to tell you about it."

"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.

Kiobe, “The bomb was a great idea though. Dangerous, but convincing.” Kabir winked, and said, “Our, humages are the ones to thank for it though.” Nezeira looked at Kiobe who got flustered. Nezeira then spoke to Kabir, “So what is it that I don’t know yet? You told me there are things I don’t know.” Kabir’s facial expression changed as he and Kiobe exchanged glances. Then Kiobe spoke, “Alpha already told you about our history. The most important and precious part of all these is the Eye of Ayelet as you know.”

she asked him. “The last of that cursed seed.” Aworyn nodded and Emory looked at her. It was hard to tell why the goddess was so annoyed by Dante. The intensity of her gaze was enough to make anyone feel uneasy, and it was clear that the goddess was beyond angry. Also, her eyes looked exactly like Aworyn’s, well not exactly. Staring into the goddess’ smouldering green eyes was like exposing the depths of your soul to her hypnotic, burrowing gaze.