God's Eyes Novels & Stories

Plus the way he was talking was making things weird. He looked good with his jet black hair and piercing green eyes but for some reason I felt nothing. I had read books about relationships and all, just to be prepared and I definitely knew that I felt nothing for him. "Watsup?" A God next to me rasped. I looked over to the God with yellow hair looking at me with his piercing red eyes. Up close to him gave me a better look at all his features. His yellow hair had white highlights that could only be seen if you were looking close enough and his red eyes sparkled like rubies whenever the light hit them. His white teeth were perfect but that was normal for Gods that weren't at the bottom.

Someone else murmured, further away this time, though I couldn't tell who. I looked up at Deus, whose expression had shifted from concern into something far more complicated, something that looked almost like recognition mixed with disbelief. "Deus," I whispered, my own voice sounding strange and distant to my own ears. "What's happening to me?" He didn't answer right away, still staring at my eyes like he couldn't quite process what he was actually seeing. "Your eyes," He finally said, his voice barely above a whisper now, all the earlier defiant confidence completely drained out of it. "Tatiana, your eyes are gold."

Catherine had been playing games for an hour when the sound of the game ending was suddenly interrupted by someone snatching her phone away. As she looked up, she met the man's gaze with deep, captivating eyes. Many people had praised Edson's beautiful blue eyes, claiming they were a creation of God. However, Catherine felt that those people had never seen Branden's eyes. The man in front of her had the most beautiful eyes. His clear eyes seemed to possess the vastness and brilliance of stars.

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

He just waited, curious but silent. Elena’s eyes stayed glued to her phone screen. She took a deep breath and pressed the call button for Alexander's number. The ring cut through Alexander’s complaining. He glanced at the unknown number and muttered, “Who is this again?” In an instant, the carefree playboy vanished. His expression hardened. His eyes sharpened. The war god in him surfaced again. One hand slipped into his pocket, his posture straightening—calm, alert, curious. He answered the call.

I screamed, hoping that my words were going to get to him. My throat felt dry, parched and I could almost feel my life force getting squeezed right out of me just by looking into his eyes and that was when I realized. ‘No one shall dare behold his wrath, for it is a god. No mortal shall dare gaze upon his anger for its retribution is divine.’ I look into his eyes every time, his eyes are one of my favorite features of his but right now, they are different. I wasn’t looking into the eyes of the man that adored me, I was staring right into the eyes of the Alpha King.

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.

When Gabriel laid his eyes on her, his heart leapt with joy and his dim eyes shone. Cassy on the other hand looked at the intruder with hateful eyes. If looks could kill,then Stacy would be bearing a thousand holes on her body.

He tried to peer into it but felt a strange resistance as if something was blocking his vision. Shaking his head, Danial dismissed the feeling as paranoia. Little did he know, across the hall, hidden behind the window, a figure was indeed watching him. Elysia, the only female God of War in Somerland, stood with Grandmaster Quintan. Elysia's eyes held a mix of amusement and surprise. "This young man is interesting," Elysia remarked, her gaze fixed on Danial. "I didn't think he would be able to sense my gaze."

“Aren’t you afraid that you be separated from me, and you will be assigned to that substitute system with no experience at all?! as Gabriel system said this, system 'Eye' crying become more intense. Gabriele thin purse lips twitches at the itchiness he was feeling in his palm, the palm that in which was completely dry and smooth so clean, visibly sweat because of the tears that fall down from system 'Eye' big eyes. Gabriele lowered his eyes, he opened his palm slightly, lifting it up a little bit so his gaze could look at that tears. Gabriel icy cold dark eyes visibly condense for the hundredth times or who knows how many times System eyes lifted up his big eyes to look at his host but was s