Omniscient Reader Wiki Novels & Stories

“Not exactly. You see, he never died. But yeah, suit yourself.” “Brilliant. But why can’t it be anyone else? I mean, anyone who knows Faemorish can read it, right?” I asked, knowing the answer already, but… “Only the one with the same universal design as the book can read it,” Calista said. “I am seriously so honored to know I could play such a noble role in the cause,” I said. Edith and Illumi strolled past me and stood beside Calista. “I still can’t believe he is collaborating with us,” Edith said skeptically.

Lucian assured Odhan. This made Odhan a bit relaxed, at least as relaxed as he can, under these circumstances. If they find out that what he is telling is true, then they might consider helping him. "Ok, you can read my mind" Odhan agreed. Lucian closed his eyes with concentration. He opened his third eye which is the eye of his mind. He looked around through his mind to find out the thoughts of others. As the king of Shifters and Lord of demons, he cannot read Darius and Lucifer. But if he want he can read everyone else present here.

The gray-coated man quietly whispered, "It remembers you." Adrian stopped. "I've never seen this book." The stranger looked into his eyes. "No." "But it has seen you." A low hum filled the island. The first page slowly turned by itself. The second page... was completely blank. Not a single word. Not a single mark. Only a tiny sentence appeared at the bottom. Place your hand here. The First Reader immediately raised his voice. "Don't." "If the book accepts you..." "...there will be no turning back."

Hale's gaze is pinned to Will's hand around mine, an amused smile playing on his lips. “Do you know how rare they are? None of us know anyone who has contact with a Gaze Reader," I remind everyone. I've only read about Gaze Reader's and their magical powers. They are able to look into someone's gaze and read their past, and aspects of their future. If anyone could tell us where to go to find true help, it would be a Gaze Reader. “What about…” Eyla glances at Hale, who quirks a brow. “Don’t look at me," he shrugs. He's clearly entertained, watching us scramble to find a way to save my life. He knows there is no chance for us anywhere other than with him, and he is patiently waiting for us to

she looked at me, panicking as though I gave her a death sentence. “Closing her case will not affect your business in any manner, or my investments. I want you to concentrate on finding the mouse who created a blind-spot in my omniscient sight of the Prime pack.” Nesryn frowned. “Blind-spots in o-omniscient sight? Infernals can’t block your sight and Celestials can’t enter the underworld without losing their celestial wolf spirits. So how is this mouse creating blind-spots in your sight? This is the first time,” Nesryn said thoughtfully.

“Hear me out first.” When Soyet merely pursed his lips, Laura rubbed her forefinger and thumb, trying to compose her thoughts as fast as she could. “I remember you saying you’re an omniscient existence. By definition, it reflects a being who knows everything, so it follows that you—” “Get to the point,” he snapped, making her wince.

"Or something like a god. Not a person, not a being with intentions. Just—a presence. A quality of the universe that allows time to repeat, that allows stories to be told and retold, that watches because watching is what it does." Clara thought about her previous life. About the novels she had read, the stories that had repeated across genres and authors and centuries. About the way readers return to the same stories again and again, watching the same characters make the same choices, hoping for a different outcome that never came. "The watcher is the reader," Clara said. "Not a person—the act of reading. The attention that makes a story real. The loop ran because someone was watching it. Be

My voice did not shake. The man tilted his head. He didn't have a face, just a shifting darkness where his features should be. "You can call me the Reader," he said. His voice sounded like paper rubbing together. "I am the one who pays for the ink. I am the one who decides if your story ends here or keeps going." Bryan stepped in front of me, his hand on his pistol. "He’s another code, Hazel. Don’t listen to him." The Reader laughed. It was a dry, thin sound. "A copy thinks he has a choice. How cute."

** Omniscient Narrator ** Anna took a few steps closer to Jimmy, the tears pooling in her eyes. “Tell me it is not true, Jimmy. You didn’t do it, did you?” She begged for reassurance, she was just finding it difficult to believe that the man she had willingly shared her bed with for so many months would try to take everything away from her; a man she loved with everything in her.

Hours? Guard was breathing evenly when the nearest lift opened to release a running Ormali. The small, thin species had excellent senses and all the dexterity Guard lost in a Xuhelion form. He did not have to reach out with his mind to recognize Reader. Reader could wear any face and Guard would always know him. A fine-boned hand gripped his wrist too tight for comfort, jerking at him to try to get him on his feet. "What are you doing? Guardian rises! I can hear the launch klaxon. You have to go!"