God's Eye Novels & Stories

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

One by one, exhaustion pulled them under—Eric slumped against his pack, Caleb stretched out by the dying flames, and Ivana kept her eyes on the tent until sleep finally claimed her. Once again she found herself in the ruins of the temple,from the shadows, he emerged—the bronze-skinned man with golden eyes that glowed like molten fire. He stepped closer, his gaze never leaving hers. "You don't belong here," his voice rumbled, deep and commanding, and full of resentment. "But you've woken me… and now you must face the consequence." Ivana's chest tightened as he looked over her,his gaze like a predator observing a prey.

Then Kenny changed. Not completely. Not the dramatic Hollywood version I would have imagined if anyone had asked me to imagine it, which no one ever had because this wasn't something people imagined. It was subtler and more terrifying than that. His eyes changed first — deepening to something amber and luminous that had nothing to do with the warm brown I knew. His frame expanded slightly, shoulders broadening, presence intensifying until he filled the room in a way that had nothing to do with physical size. The air around him hummed.

Darkous gasped lightly when they began to fade, slowly soaking into the metal implants that his father had forced upon him. A large and pure smile began to appear across the psychopathic lords lips as his vision began to return; shock spreading throughout his large frame. It became much like what it had been before his father had surgically removed his eyes, replacing them for metal implants; the world around him more vibrant and filled with colour. The fussiness of the mechanically white eyes began to dissipate, leaving the lord of hell with increasingly perfect vision; something which he had not experienced in centuries. Hades turned slowly, beginning to approach his brother as he spoke; h

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.”

Echi said. “Yes. The gods are good. I can see happiness flowing inside you like a newborn baby who has just discovered the joy of playing in the rain.” Isiewu paused and swallowed. “I don’t want to spoil your happiness with my filthy words. But, what is the use of concealing something that must happen.” “Eye of the gods. Let your mouth bear the message of the gods. Let it say what the gods intend to do. Your servant listens because he knows the words of the gods are for his good and the good of his entire family.”

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."

Blakeney yelled. Oliver slowly opened his eyes and flinched as he saw his body engulfed in blue flames. He stared at his hands as if seeing them for the first time. The god within James took over again. “Use all of your anger, descendant of Hephaestus!” Authority dripped from every word. “Focus all of your being on your hands and force the fire to obey your will!” Oliver closed his eyes and breathed deeply, jaw clenched in concentration. The flame-covered hands began to tremble with exertion, but slowly the fire licked up from his feet, his legs, his stomach, and fused purposely on his chest and arms.

It feels like I was pushing a huge rock and didn’t make it to move. Anubis smiled in a sinister way. His eyes stare back at me with his black orbs’ pupils. “This isn’t funny for telling me you are meeting some God. Isn’t that insulting?” “What? —” My voice trailed off, “What are you talking about? Why do you keep talking about a God?” I tried to hide anything that he can tell I know a God. But when I think more of it, his name, and his aura. It isn’t just right like a human. “Are you a God?”

Thane said. She nodded. "The eye of Acheron was like a legend to us. It was a gift from the Mother God and they said that it possessed immense power. Once we enter Tartarus, everyone will know that you have them, including my brother, Zuriel. Either your eyes will save us or it will get us killed." Thane didn't answer. Elisia saw the others were confused by what she said. "Have you discovered your eyes' powers aside from showing others the punishment of their sins?" She asked Thane.