Invincible Mind Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” Dr. Watte thought about it and replied, “Let’s put it this way: She’s having a mental breakdown now and is trapped in a state where she’s being tormented repeatedly. The things that she cares about the most or the facts that she’s most unwilling to accept is playing in her mind over and over again.” To be precise, this had nothing to do with any disease, and there was no way he could cure her even if he wanted to. If he were to explain it even more clearly, this was equivalent to hackers suddenly attacking a computer that was running well. The firewall and defensive shields finally collapsed, and the computer was in a state of paralysis!

I'm celebrating tonight! This time, there were no inversions. Dad could clearly read every single thought and even hear the sinister cackling in Pauline's mind.

“Don’t fuck with me—just fucking kill me already!” He couldn’t process that he would also want to die now after all the things he went through. With the amount of drugs injected into him, he knew he would die sooner or later. But he suddenly thought, if the night back in the abandoned building he made up his mind not to take his own life, would he really want to give up now when he had promised that he will live for himself and his father? “You are an important part of this experiment. You cannot die until no one replaces you,” told Dr. Conscire. “Just follow our orders. I will remove your handcuffs now, you have to proceed to the Second Stage.”

Mehak looks down and plays with her fingers then says with a guilt filled voice "I injured that boy…" Zoya cuts her off "But he provoked you first right?" To which Mehak replied "He did however you taught me that if someone provokes you then we should ignore that person and Mumma I tried to but when he said about my father I pushed him, I swear." Saying this she pinched her throat. Listening to the word father once again, Zoya stopped the car and turned to Mehak "Princess tell me honestly, is a father whom you never saw is really important to you that you forgot your mumma's teachings who was always there for you?"

She asked and I reasoned it. She was right, it was a little weird. And I couldn’t scent her fear before now because I hadn’t focused my senses on her. Now that I did so, the scent of fear was very obvious. I offered to invade the woman's mind, it was the easiest way to gain information. But I encountered a barrier which was strange. Why would a human have a mind barrier spell, and how did she even get it? It took a few extra seconds to get past it, and when I did, I encountered something even more strange. Her mind was completely empty. No thoughts, no memories, nothing. That was impossible. The mind is always supposed to be active, it has to be a spell of sorts to block her memory, and she

The staff guided them to a room, opened the door and left. Mr Phill James, a well known businessman in the world of business talks. Who didn’t know him? And well if one didn’t know him, he didn’t exist. Simple. He was a man in early fifties. Sharp. Pointed. Intellegent. He had his cool demeanor that could be missunderstood as cold and scary, but he wasn’t. He was just a man of words and that was not a big deal. He was accompanied by two board of members as the panel.

The woman he had held fragile and broken in his arms just hours ago now walked with the power of someone untouchable, someone who owned the room before she even spoke. His heart thundered. She could not be. And yet… she was. Aria Lancaster. The mysterious shareholder. Damian’s lips parted, but no sound came. He sat frozen in shock, staring at her as though the ground beneath him had just shattered. The room erupted into murmurs, the board electrified with confusion and awe. But Damian only saw her. And he could not believe his eyes. To be continued…

I had no choice but to accept reality. I never expected to meet Vincent after leaving Brandon and Benjamin. They were so similar despite their differences. I thought I would be afraid of being vulnerable because of Brandon and Benjamin. However, that was not the case. It was as if Vincent had the special ability to gain my trust, and I opened up to him. With his company, I wanted to live again. However, I was getting frailer due to the virus. I started to cough up blood more frequently. I was constantly weak, and I could not seem to focus.

He had the face of a refined aristocrat, but he was clearly out of his mind. I watched the city blur past the window. Just then, I realized that my heart was racing and my palms were slick with sweat. Was I actually ready to catch them in the act? What would I even say to Reynolds? The more I thought about it, the more I realized I didn't want to talk at all. I wanted to punch him in the face. After everything, if I didn't give him a piece of my mind, I'd never forgive myself. The car pulled into a high-end neighborhood.

she said, making the nod as they looked at their targets with emotionless faces. “I believe that they have all closed their minds to make things difficult for you all. Now, I want you to first invade. To invade all their minds at the same time, you need to see their faces, and recognize and remember them. After doing that, with those faces on your mind, get into their minds. All you need is to assume that you are just walking inside. Let your mind concentrate. Your mind will not get into their minds cause it is impossible for that when multiple minds are included.”