Gods Eyes Novels & Stories

) The Goddess who founded this empire and give blessings to its people. Goddess Elysian. "Why do you think it's the Goddess?" "Because I've met the Goddess before. In my dream, of course. It was the day where I got this ability of mine." I looked at him, dumbfounded. Meeting the Goddess itself was surely impossible, but Josiah meet the Goddess in his dream, and that was the day where he got the abilities for his eyes to see aura. "She gave me her blessings for my eyes. I'm sure the same thing happened to you too, your majesty."

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.

Atlas urged Greta. I glanced between them. Finally noticing that there was some strange chemistry between these two. They were having a different conversation with their eyes. I turned to Greta and stepped forward, before my barefoot could hit the ground, Atlas slid to the ground, placing his hand underneath it. “Only you would walk barefoot in a room full of broken glasses,” “And only you would put your leg under my feet!” I quipped despite the spike in my heartbeat. Goosebumps ran over my skin as Atlas remained on the ground, his hand never leaving my feet. He gestured at the blonde l;ady and she disappeared.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

Perses was trying to get Christian with both hands as he swatted at his neck, as we continued to scale his body. Mike hauled himself up first, diving at one of Perses’ hands that was on a collision course with Christian. His body erupted in fire as his teeth connected with the rotting body, and the God roared in pain, flinging his hand and Mike to the side. I saw Zach’s shadows lash out to catch his brother while my wind slowed his fall. Mike dangled from a long shadow mid air before Zach moved it, setting his brother right on top of the God’s head. Mike snarled at Zach, annoyed for a brief second before realization sank in. Christian was already well on his way to Perses’ eye and with Mike

Sophia looked back. “Why?” His face was filled with terror. “Because I forgot to tell you something.” Sophia froze. “What?” The Father Beyond whispered: “The universe behind that door…” The door opened wider. Something enormous moved in the darkness. ”is not empty.” A gigantic eye opened. Then another. Then thousands. Seraphina’s face went pale. “Those aren’t people.” Sophia whispered: “What are they?” The Father Beyond answered: “The gods that existed before God.” The darkness erupted.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

“I’ve tried. They won’t speak with me. Last night was the first time I’ve heard from any of the gods.” Brynn narrowed her eyes. “You said the thirteen figures all had red eyes?” Amerie nodded. Brynn rubbed the back of her neck and glanced toward Blaze. “The Ancients.” “What?” Amerie and Apollo gasped in unison. Blaze sighed. “The Ancients were said to have red eyes. They are tall and all look different— humanoid, but not human.” “How do you know this?” Mae questioned suspiciously.

he spoke. “It’s the Goddess” I smiled at him. I grabbed hold of his hand and the energy, the power, the sparks, they filtered through my fingers, I could feel them seeping into him. He hissed and bent his head back, lifting his eyes to the sky. After a moment he looked back at me. Only this time, his eyes were glowing a bright silver. They have done this before, during the war with the hunters. He’s accessing the power of the Goddess. Through me. He told me once that when I tap into my powers, my eyes glow yellow. When he taps into my powers his eyes glow silver.

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.