Invincible Mind Novels & Stories

The medallion was in her hand, but the words couldn’t be said, not without a voice and breath, but she knew better. Inside her mind she spoke, praying while she was squeezing him to finally break this awful spell. The black smoke started to vanish, while fire and white clouds were rising from Sinn’s hand. She was surrounded by a golden circle inside of smoke, that protected her, allowing them to breathe again, but not enough to make them stronger for a fight. Warlock was surprised, and it just made him more angry and willing to destroy, but Sirus was scared, it could be seen in his eyes.

is the first thing I think. “It is, you are in my mind. You have been here before, only you didn’t know what you were doing at the time. You have a unique and powerful capability, one I’ve never come across before. We call it mind diving. Vampyre’s can see into and manipulate the minds of anyone they haven’t sired or fed their blood too, unless allowed by the person in question. You have the ability to breach that physiological barrier. A Vampyre’s mind should be closed to all creatures, but not you. It is unheard of, yet I have felt you inside my head on more than one occasion.” He has mentioned mind diving before, I didn’t question it. If I questioned everything that was new to me, we woul

He just believed that he was blessed with an extraordinary mind, and when he met Isaac he was convinced that that was indeed the case; and that was because Isaac was special too. Unlike Leslie, Isaac didn’t have the ability to hyperfocus on something; but his resilience was exceptional. If Leslie’s mind was akin to a hero with the power to explode with bursts of extraordinary strength, Isaac was the main character who slowly rose up the ranks and grew to become a beast. Isaac was like a sponge, and after following Leslie around for a couple of years, he too learned how to hyperfocus. Although his wasn’t on the same level as Leslie’s, he was able to replicate it with about 60% proficiency! Th

The old man kept repeating the words. The boy who had the words of the sick man tattooed to his mind kept doing his best to ignore the world around him by focusing on the large analogue clock on the wall and finding an Impossible Destination even though he couldn’t quite understand the sanity of what he was doing. “It’s all about being the master of your mind and exploiting the full potential of your nature as a human being. Bond with the clock as one and see beyond its full potential in order to get there,” the man stuttered out in pain. The little boy started counting on his mind with his eyes fixed on the clock. When he got to eighty-five he felt dizzy and by the time he got to one hundre

“When I enter the mind of anyone, I don’t just see their memories. I’m not a spectator viewing their thoughts from the sidelines. I take them inside of me. Relive them as if I was there with them. All their emotions. I become them. And those memories never leave me.” In her mind, there were many compartments. Tucked inside each were the memories of hundreds of minds. Minds she had absorbed into herself. She could tap into the memories when needed. Otherwise, she kept them blocked. It was the only way to keep her sanity. Sven’s mind, she thought, would be like a maze of sharp edges. He was nothing like the others.

His voice dropping to a tense whisper, shaking every little bone in my body. “However,” he continues, pointing to a spiking line on the monitor, his voice shaking slightly. “Her brain wave activity is completely off the charts. It’s spiking at a level that should be totally impossible for a Living human. Master Vane… her mind isn’t just locked. It’s actively fighting back. She is generating enough mental force to shut out our baseline sensors.”

"Because my body is invulnerable to all poisons." "Invulnerable to all poisons?' Moriri's body trembled. She glared at Darryl with shock. Invulnerability to all poisons existed only in the legends. According to the legend, only those powerful enough to reach the Infinite Zen Level could have a body with invulnerability to all poisons. Nonetheless, it was less than a handful of people who could surpass the ninth grade and reach Comprehension. No people had reached the Infinite Zen Level in the recent thousand years.

I announced softly "Your mind is so beautiful," she whispered her complement making me smile. I turned my head to the side to find her already looking at me, her eyes holding so much. "I believe you're mine," I mumbled softly and she released a small smile touching my cheek hesitantly. "How can you be so fearless?" She asked softly. "I'm not without it, because fear is what makes us human, I just conceal mine with a brave heart" I replied "Then reveal to me your greatest fear," she requested her thumb moving against my skin, the small action so intimate.

But she did not pay any attention to it and just kept thinking about the escape. Even though her head throbbed every time she tried to think deeply, she did not mind it. Last time, the man was old and that was why she was able to fool him but tonight’s customer was sharp. He knew her intentions as if he read her mind. That was why she found it hard to face him. Whenever she tried to push him away, he held her hands even before touching him. And even more dangerous and sharp than his mind was his eyes which, with just one glance, used to force people to fall on their knees.

Everyone was looking at him, paying attention to each word that drawled off his mouth. I could have paid more attention to how his voice came off husky and more richer in the mic if not for my tensed state. Fear had crawled into my body and found a place inside my spine, not wanting to leave. "She is a wonderful young woman who has the miraculous power to cure herself from any wound, either physical or mental. With her own salty tears, she would cleanse her raw wounds. And her breaths are given, as though not to breathe but rather to fan her sores."