Is Telekinesis Possible Novels & Stories

ADAIRA ~ I don't think I've ever wanted anything more than I wished I had the power of telekinesis right now. It was morning and the sun was out. Because the curtains were open and because I had the worst luck on the planet, the sunlight was beaming directly at my face. If I had telekinesis, I would just close the curtains with my mind without having to stand up from the bed or maybe I would just just move the sun away instead but it was all wishful thinking on my part.

“Firstly, we need to know the kind of powers you possess. The one you displayed at the ball is telekinesis. I would like you to try it again.” “I tried it this morning, it made a lot of effort trying to carry a cup of water by mere inches, you know.” “It’s progress either way. Now you see those rocks over there, try and move them.” I took in a deep breath and stretched out my hands, focusing on the small rocks a few feet away. It wobbled slightly but didn’t lift from the ground. I tried again and again, trying to replicate the same thing I did in the morning, but nothing happened. My brows furrowed as frustration crept in.

Learning more about him, as he also learned more about them. Perhaps sensing Brandon's hesitation Nate made a motion with his hands and said. "How about I start off...." He tapped two fingers to his skull and explained. "I am basically telekinetic. I move or stop things with my mind." "No way!" Brandon found himself saying, only for Nate to shush him. "PLEASE, hold your exclamations of surprise boys!" Nate admonished as he dropped his hand from his head and put his palm out. He centered it over the empty cup sitting to the left of Landers arm.

I wasn't in any hurry to go drum up a fight with anyone using real magic. "Wolves don't have telekinesis." "I never said they did." "Telekinesis isn't real," Lewis piped up out of nowhere, surprising me enough to have me staring at him in sheer shock, "Well, it isn't! That's something in comic books. It doesn't exist in real life." "Werewolves exist in real life. Witches exist in real life. You don't believe in telekinesis? Wait. Are you one of those guys who doesn't believe in extraordinary abilities but does believe in ghosts?"

Leesa described the two incidents, admitting she could not be absolutely certain either of them had actually happened the way they seemed, but that she believed they did, especially the wastebasket. “Fascinating,” Dr. Clerval said when she was finished. “Telekinesis. The ability to move objects with one’s mind. Once again, that’s not a vampire power, so I think we can rule out it being caused by Stefan’s bite. You appear to be an extraordinarily gifted girl, Leesa.” Gifted? More like cursed, Leesa thought. “Maybe if I had an ounce of control over either thing I might agree with you,” she said. “The way things are right now, I don’t feel very gifted.”

His expression stopped me cold. "Ella, we have a problem." "What kind of problem?" "Kael just moved every toy in this room. With his mind." The words didn't make sense initially. "What do you mean, moved them?" "Telekinesis. They were floating in circles around him." I stared at our son, now looking perfectly innocent in his father's arms. Those silver eyes blinked up at me sleepily. "That's impossible. The elders never mentioned telekinesis." "I know. But I saw it happen."

Xander continued. His eyes flashed with confusion, but also with enthusiasm and curiosity. Jonas's brows furrowed as he listened to Xander talk about their son. "It's telekinesis," Jonas said. "If he really can do something like that." "Hmm, I've heard about that too. But isn't it dangerous for him? I've read that people with that ability feel extremely tired after using their ability, and if they continue, they can get sick," Xander said worriedly.

"You're weak from the feeding. You need to rest and I need to feed you." "How did you open the car door with just a wave of your hand?" I asked as my head lulled back against the seat. "Telekinesis," he whispered. "I can move objects with my mind." He thought for a moment then added, "There's one more thing that you need to know." "Hmm what's that?" I asked, trying to focus. "I can't come in your house," he said, then added, "unless I'm invited." I nodded, understanding. A moment later, we pulled into the driveway of my house. A part of me had wondered if he really knew where I lived, but now that mystery was solved.

He demands, his voice sharp. Brianca stammers. "Raelynn… she, uh, used her powers on us. Knocked me and the nurses out cold." A cold fury begins to rise within me. "What powers?" He snarls. "She has telekinesis," Brianca replies quickly. "She lifted people… threw them across the room." He can feel the blood boiling beneath his skin. "Telekinesis?" he growls, gripping the phone so tightly that it creaks under the pressure. "You didn’t think to tell me this sooner?!"

“I wouldn’t call it that. I’ve never brought a person back before.” “Show us something else!” Eloise grinned eagerly. I thought for a moment, trying to remember the things I had done over the years. “Telekinesis,” I blurted. “I can move things with my mind.” Nyx gasped. “No way! Prove it!” Grinning, I glanced around the tent for something to demonstrate with. My eyes landed on a small jug lying on the floor. I focused on it, connecting my mind to its shape. Within seconds, the jug lifted off the ground and shot straight into Nyx’s hands.