I Have Telekinesis Novels & Stories

"A telekinetic is someone who can harness the power of the moon to do certain things like produce blue flames and move things with their mind, or certain spells that require a physical manifestation of their powers." "But from what I've seen of your powers, the power to control minds? It shows that you're a telepathic silver, more prone to powers of the mind." She told me sadly. "But that doesn't make you any less powerful as a silver. In fact, it makes you stronger. You can control anyone you want with your mind…make them do your bidding."

"Yes, you can also teleport." "I thought it was Aunt Kelly who helped me escape, but it was me...I did that?" I whisper, trying to replay it in my head. "Hold on, the knife," I blurt out. "She yelled something in Latin and it practically ripped its way out of Uncle John's hand! That really was her." "Yes, as we discussed before, her gift, among many others is telekinesis," he explains as my mind begins to race with more questions. "Will she transform?"

"Tell them not to knock. I'll leave the front door open." "Fine. I'll leave mine on during my meetings. Just leave a voice mail and I'll step out and call back right away. Meanwhile, I'm going to IM my friend Drake and see if he knows anything that could help. He's something of an expert in supernatural matters. He'll be in touch with Wesley." "Thanks. I'm willing to follow any lead at this point."

"Are you sure about that, Claudette?" "Uh... Well..." I began while trying to remember what has been my experience in finding out that I am one hella witch. And, I have recalled that I have been obliviously using a witches' ability to move things using telekinesis since I was in the young age of three. Spell? I can manage to learn one at a time. And my field of power? It seems... It seems fine... except with the fact that I made a huge history of using it too much that killed many lives, including mine. And I am dangerously powerful, according to the seer.

And maybe because I am hurt and sad, I hug him and cry on his chest. And he let me... LOGAN’S POV I can’t understand what I feel. I feel something strange in my body. I am walking but it seems like I am floating. I can feel my body getting hot. I’m sure I’m not having a fever. This is something that feels good and at the same time feels bad. I don’t know but I want to do something to let out this strange feeling and when I see a shadow in the dark, my body has its own mind to move in that direction.

“I have nightmares where you are meant to use this power for a reason. But… it took twenty-three years for your telekinesis’ purpose to manifest, so hopefully we have at least that long to work this one out.” “I hope,” she reached out to rest her hand on his wrist. “Just like I know that you do, that it’s a reward for a job well done. Telepathy felt like a punishment for most of my life. It was really only just in those last few weeks that I started to enjoy what I could do with it. This telekinesis is useful and non-invasive. I like to think that the goddess replaced one with the other as a thank you gift.” “Cross fingers,” he agreed as he pulled into the driveway of the river house. “Tha

And once again, Ansel nodded. "That's exactly how telekinesis works. You connect your energy to the object and imagine your energy moving it. It won't take time for you to master since it's an inborn ability, so with a few practices, you'll get the hang of it" Ansel said and Elle clenched her fists. "Got it" Ansel smiled at her, taking a knife and slit his wrist. Elle's eyes widened and she rushed to him "Ansel! What are you doing?" She asked grabbing his hand

Taren falters and I glare at the group now slowly gaining the upper hand whilst my twitching hands prepare to interfere. I haven't practiced using my telekinesis in actual fights. I only use it to entertain the children and taunt Charles. One time, I lifted his car with him in it and went as far as to rattle the apartment building we live in. So I know, there's no limit to what I can't jitter. "Get off of him!" Along my flare, I shoot my hands forward, making gestures as if I'm commanding the lift and side movements of objects. Only that rather than just the crushed metal, brick debris, and other things obeying my command, six hefty wolves are moving strangely, like they're puppets under my

Being there means so much more than being able to be in the society. I almost didn't noticed the time and before i knew it, i am already standing in the gymnasium, the enclosed one because we actually have two. The other one is an open area and that one is my favorite. I can see the artificial sky from there. I was just standing there before the Level 14 trainees who are in the middle. The first girl, she have telekinesis, just like me but way advanced. She doesn't need to focus too much which takes up a lot of time, like how i do. She just needs to see the thing that she wants to move and she could do it.

Mason says through clenched teeth as sweat drips down his face. I slip my hand into Mason’s and turn my focus onto Cornelius, using telekinesis to hold him frozen in place. I feel Cornelius react to my power. I have no idea what kind of gift this is but it hits me like a static charge, radiating from my mind. “Fuck!” Mason grunts, dropping to his knees.