Mind-bending Novels & Stories

The perfectly sorted memories spilled out of their lanes. A birthday party crashed into a fear of the dark. The taste of bread mixed with the sound of rain. It was chaos. It was beautiful. I felt the Architect panic. He tried to build firewalls massive barriers of black logic to stop the spill. I burned through them. Not with heat, but with paradox. Can you make a stone so heavy you can't lift it? I shouted into the code. The logic walls crumbled, unable to process the loop.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t run all the way back to my car. *** The mind is a strange, sometimes wonderful (and horrible) thing. Given the right circumstances, it can become extremely flexible and absorb a lot more weirdness than we give it credit for. All it takes is the right combination of desperation and the dogged determination of someone frightened to death (in a suppressed sort of way) of losing his grip on a rigidly constructed, routine-oriented world.

Manor POV " Wait so ... In summary, breaking your train of thought doesn't actually cause you to blow up, but breaking your focus during an experiment might have a high chance of blowing up, but that's mainly because it's tedious work that must be done in a proper way or else it blows up. But even though the situation is like this, you'd rather not have anyone break your train of thought since it might cause you to forget an important point or question that might lead to a solution. Is that right?"

*Bang* Mane felt his head spinning as a loud ringing sound overwhelmed his senses. His eyes stared straight ahead, right in the direction of Zica; however, his mind was not in the present, nor was it trapped in the past. His thoughts swirled around his murky brain aimlessly, as the young Supreme of the True Universe tried to comprehend the words he had just heard.

“Then we move before it reanchors on us.” Another shockwave rolled through the hallway. Stone rippled like water. For a second the world dipped sideways, and Alessia’s vision blurred—walls stretching, floor tilting. Kael slammed his shoulder into the wall to keep them upright. “It’s bending the space.” “Memory structures,” Selene said, annoyingly steady. “It’s trying to fold itself closed. Get out now, or you’ll be trapped in a loop.” “Helpful,” Kael muttered. A section of the floor ahead fractured completely, dropping into a churning void of light. Alessia skidded to a halt, nearly stumbling over the edge. The memory core almost slipped from her hands; Kael’s arm shot across her, pinning it

“Want to try something?” “That sounds ominous.” “Close your eyes.” I did, feeling a little ridiculous. Then something pressed against my consciousness through the bond. Not quite a thought, but… An image formed in my mind. Last night. Me above him. The sounds I'd made. The way I'd— My eyes snapped open. “I can see what you're thinking!” Christian's grin was absolutely wicked. “Interesting, right?” “That's not fair. You can't just—” I stopped. “Wait. Can I do it back?”

You know I'm tryna spend some time, yeah I'm tryna do a little mind fuckin' You gon' love it, baby, tell me do you mind Me fuckin' with your mind? One more time, one more time So do you mind, baby If we could do a little mind fuckin'? Let's discuss it, let me touch it, get inside Do you mind if I fuck your pretty little mind? Mind fuckin' Oh, we mind fuckin', yeah

Lilly Pov Ugh, focus, why dost thou elude me?! I have a goal in mind, but my brain is a jumbled mess of ideas, like a P*******t board on steroids. I want to achieve this goal, but my mind keeps wandering off on tangents, like a dog chasing squirrels. What's in a kiss, anyway?

When I open them, Luke is still watching me, waiting. "I need to get my bags," I whisper into the phone. "Luke will take care of everything. Just come to me." This man has always been able to turn my rational mind into chaos. He makes me forget who I am, forget what I want, forget every promise I've made to myself. I hand the phone back to Luke without another word and follow him toward the Range Rover. My legs feel like they're made of water, but I keep walking. I'm such an idiot.

A moment before Einar pushes forward I look at Xander. “What is it?” Einar pushes the shift but Xander answers me in the mind link. ‘Vampires!’