Invincible Mind Novels & Stories

"I've done nothing wrong. I agree to call off the engagement." Mark froze, completely taken aback. Then, a robotic voice echoed in my head, ‘The Thought Sharing feature has now been activated. Please choose who you want to share it with.’ Thought Sharing? The person I picked could hear Alice's thoughts, too? I looked at Mark, still in shock, and calmly touched my face. ‘I choose Mark.’ Right then, Alice's inner voice rang out again, just in time. 'Can you believe it? With just a little trick, Helen has given up on Mark all by herself?'

Then Matt's father gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you go see him, I will sign a deal with your family that's worth two million dollars." Who would turn down business? I nodded, put on a face mask, and went with them to the CDC, where I saw Matt wrapped from head to toe in bandages. Everyone else left, leaving only the two of us in the ward. The moment he saw me, he became so riled up that he tried to get up, but the bandages held him down. He could only lie there as he asked me in a whisper, "You were reborn too, didn't you? Otherwise, you would not have just watched us die. You warned Aurora right away that the sunscreen was toxic in our past life!"

Ruby turned her head and shot me a provocative look, her eyes brimming with smug satisfaction. I stood at the edge of the crowd, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips. Just as I thought. A moment ago, I had cursed her in my mind, calling her an idiot, and she hadn’t reacted at all. However, the second I started thinking through specific skill data, she responded immediately. So her mind-reading skill wasn’t all-knowing. It seemed she could only pick up on the most focused, technical thoughts in my mind.

Ivy tugged at my sleeve and fretted, "Have you lost your mind? Are you seriously going to let them get away with this?" I smiled because I finally understood why Sophie had always known what I was thinking before I did. She hadn't used a hidden camera or any kind of AI algorithm. She definitely couldn't read minds either.

But the result after drinking that vial will make your body like a still for more 10 minutes up to half an hour. He smiled. "Kids...what are you here for?" He asked. With that stern look on his face Jin and the rest shivered in fear. But they knew this one, the Fake God would do something they didn't expected. He even change their memories how about this one? Can't this be unreachable? Of it is reachable if you had that mind. An all knowing brain with a super capabilities to think and analyze. It was that God who can only do.

Inessa's chest tightened in pain. "And after getting up from his coma , his father took him away to abroad for more speedy recovery and at after one year, at the age of 22 , he completely recovered and healed but his heart died with his mother and then he decided to do what his mother had never wanted him to be. Izan became Sinister and had promised himself to kill each and every person who had taken his mother away from him and for one year, his father and his men trained him. At the age of 23 , Sinister came back to this country again and here he got to know that Nevaeh was the person who betrayed him. He wasn't ready to believe it any cost that she would ever do something like that to h

If I had been standing on the surface, wearing my old linen bandages, the sheer mental weight of the Hive-Mind would have instantly liquefied my brain. But I wasn't just flesh anymore. The thousands of silver needles pierced into my nervous system meant my mind was physically hardwired into the Obsidian Chassis. When the psychic pressure hit my brain, my cooked iron veins simply routed the mental attack directly into the void metal. The suit ate the Hive-Mind's psychic assault, converting it into kinetic charge. The purple lines on my chest flared to life once again. My mind broke a long time ago, I transmitted back, my psychic voice amplified by the abyssal metal, hitting the Hive-Mind with

The sharp crack echoed in the dressing room. The powerful magic behind the slap sent her flying. Crash! Gene slammed heavily into the vanity sink, hair messy, blood leaking from her mouth. Before she could even crawl up, a cold light flashed in my eyes. Telekinesis activated. An invisible force slammed onto the back of her head, forcing her face hard into the sink basin. "Mmph! Let me go!" She thrashed wildly like a dying fish. I slowly pulled a silk handkerchief from my sleeve, elegantly wiping her foundation off my fingers.

He stood back up. What came next had no clean shape I could hold onto. It came in waves that my nervous system couldn't keep up with, each one arriving before the last one had fully registered, and somewhere in the middle of it I stopped being able to think in complete thoughts. The Ivin shield I had been holding up started fracturing under the weight of it because pain at a certain volume drowned everything else out, it didn't leave room for memory or faith or the faces of people you loved, it just filled the entire space with itself and demanded to be the only thing.

Franklin's polite exterior had masked the evil within, treating women as objects and trampling on their dignity. Tiffany, once seen as a revered professor, also harbored dark secrets, going from victim to puppet master behind the scenes. Evil knows no boundaries of gender. One cannot afford to let their guard down based on someone's appearance, profession, or gender. Unhealthy tendencies are like hidden snakes, ready to strike at the vulnerable. When faced with crime, we cannot choose silence or avoidance. We must stand tall and speak out for those who cannot voice their pain.