The Eye Of God Book の小説・ストーリー

Without drawing any attention to themselves, Enboe-21 closed its eyes and sent a telepathic message to the bird of Jove, through telepathic waves. The bird flew up from where it was stationed outside, into the building, but high in the sky by which one could actually confuse its silhouette to that of a real eagle. It rolled twice in the sky, as sign to both Andy and Nelson, in regard to its presence. By this time, the final set of people still carrying the tasks of Combat Lord finally arrived, downcasted. After they had settled down, Dr. Archer waves an arm for silence, and began speaking. “It brings me delight to see youngsters like you walking through the golden path. The Greatest Scientis

I have now come to the end of book one of my Cursed by the gods series. It has been a long journey I'm not gonna lie. I lost commitment along the way of writing this book, lost inspiration, even changed the plan I initially had for it. I am really glad that I got to finish it and if you stayed till the end I just want to say thank you for even choosing this book in the first place. I will start with the second book as soon as possible and do my best to make that one better. I hope I have been able to tell you a good story dear readers and once again I thank you for reading Cursed by the gods. Thank you.

You are special. "These secrets are not meant for ordinary eyes, but for magical eyes," he exclaimed, a spark of realization igniting within him. "I've been approaching this all wrong!" With newfound hope, he opened the book to a random page, his gaze transfixed on its ancient words. Taking a deep breath, he uttered an incantation. "Vinjhus exharitus." Instantly, his eyeballs turned pure white, and a brilliant light radiated from the book, directly illuminating his face.

The very monster who had done this to Clarissa. “...Selene,” I rasped, finally feeling as if I could breathe again. “Yes,” she answered simply, walking towards me slowly. She was the same as when I’d seen her last, making herself look as though she were elderly. But it was her eyes that gave her away. I could see that so clearly now. Those intelligent silver eyes that pierced me, accompanied by the strange atmosphere around her that I’d noted the last time we’d met. ...This was the Goddess my kind worshipped as ‘Mother’.

After saying that, the three real people immediately got out of the way and condensed a boundary to blockade the whole room, while Chess Sage continuously made seals, and finally closed his eyes and pointed two fingers towards his eyebrows, and a golden eye immediately opened at his eyebrows, which was precisely the Heavenly Eye that only immortals have. Only to see the golden eye suddenly shot out a white aura, the entire body of Xiao Chuan enveloped in it, after about an incense stick hour, the three real people's complexion is getting more and more gloomy, is it that even the Heavenly Eye can not see through this son's fate? Right at this moment, the Chess Sage's face suddenly changed, an

I almost laugh in sympathy for myself as the god places the book down on his lap only to turn his gaze towards me in nonchalance like the situation I was in was only natural, nothing new. "How did I end up here?" I ask and then with the flawless composture still in place, he stands up with the book magically disappearing and as he walks towards me assessing my frantic state he finally seems to realise something must haven't been right the same moment I narrow my eyes at the amber eyed culprit. Inhaling a deep breath I calm myself trying to believe there was a rational reason for me to be mummified alive as the god remains quiet without attempting to explain.

It's way to convoluted to keep re-explaining. And just as I finished the sentence, Elijah and his people walked through the doors. Immediately when my eyes laid on one of the ladies, did I feel a strange connection. When I finally got a good look at her, I noticed she was blind. Instantly I felt my eyes glow. At the same time, so did the blind lady's, Elijah's, and Psyren's. I looked over and noticed a book being held in one of the men, that came with Elijah, hands. It, too, shined brightly. Gasp and murmurs erupted in the room. The blind lady took a step towards me, smiling.

Dark hair, a harshly-cut jaw, and these cold, emotionless eyes that never appear to settle on anyone long enough to give them any hope. Except mine. Once. In the library last year. He raised his head over a book, and our eyes met. And though he said nothing...though his face did not change, I swear something flickered there. Or maybe that was just another lie I had made up to get me through the day. Well, because look at me. And then look at him. The people automatically make way before him, as though he were not a person, but a god...Something untouchable.