Teeth Of God Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

"It's very unusual for a human to have silver eyes, according to the books. I have read." Tiana added to their conversation, her plate was half empty. Amon smiled at Tiana at the completion of his sentence and she cocked her head to a side. "Yeah, which means you are hiding..........." "Something." Tiana did it again and for a moment, Atarah thought that they had planned it. All of a sudden their gazes were focused on Atarah, She felt uncomfortable as their face grew closer to her and she squealed. "Fine. I will tell you, just promise not to tell anyone." Amon and Tiana looked at each other and nodded their heads.

he says, forgoing any kind of greeting. “Good afternoon, Mason. You know I can’t set that up easily,” Toby, one of Deacon's fathers responds from behind the desk. It's odd to see him there rather than Deacon. “Someone calling himself Cornelius Grey has just shifted on live television in the human realm and announced himself as their new God, and us as the enemy. I’m sure that warrants a visit,” Mason retorts and Toby’s eyes go wide.

The psychopathic lord wailed, blinking eccentrically as his vision slowly rose from the darkness. The lord of hell gritted his teeth as a deep and throbbing pain exploded from behind his eyes, a strange oily green splitting across his vision; along with a sickly yellow; the colours causing his gut to churn in disgust. What the fuck was this? He growled within his mind, continuing to blink at a rapid pace as he shook his head. Attempting to push away the sickly unnatural colours. Darkous gasped lightly when they began to fade, slowly soaking into the metal implants that his father had forced upon him.

His emerald green eyes touched mine and he flashed the most dazzling smile my way. I was probably hallucinating, but I would have sworn his teeth sparkled like the actors in a gum commercial I’d seen on television. I squeezed my eyes shut briefly and gave him a renewed appraisal. Nope, I wasn’t hallucinating. His strong, well defined teeth were a brilliant white and glistening to the point they almost hurt my eyes. Had his flesh been darker, it would have made a hideous sight. As it so happened, his pale complexion blended naturally with his brilliant teeth, creating an alluring, almost irresistible effect. “Are you a god?” I asked meekly.

clenching mine so tightly his knuckles were turning white. Zach and Lance both took a few steps back as he continued to rise out of the Earth, his massive body squeezing through the opening in the ground. There was no mistaking the God of destruction for anything else other than what he was. His huge body was made up of rotting flesh, layers of skin peeling off him in various states of decay. In some places you could see muscle and in other areas bone. His face was the worst of it all, it looked like it was melting off, the muscles of his jaw visible and his orbital bone under one eye a stark white in contrast. I could see the veins and nerves securing his eye to its spot and shuddered. His

His skin was grey, covered in a thick layer of dust and dried gore. But his eyes... they were open. And they were glowing a fierce, predatory gold. He was using his bare teeth to gnaw on a piece of obsidian, trying to widen the gap. When he saw me, he froze. The golden light in his eyes flickered, and for a second, the man returned. The "God of War" looked at me through the crack in the rocks, and a single, crystalline tear tracked through the dust on his cheek. "Elara," he croaked, the sound like two stones grinding together.