Mind Reader Manhwa Novels & Stories

“The memories have already happened, but your body, heart, and soul stores the emotional information. The spell makes the wearer be able to put both thoughts and memories into the victim’s mind and thoughts.” Shock morphed into sickness at the reality of the situation. Raina was being fed memories to cause doubts, but since these memories involved Kian, it weakened her in mind, body, and soul. There were only two people in that memory and Raina doubted it was Kian judging by how he reacted. There was only one person left. Mia.

So...There has been an issue with the formating that I use to differentiate between the chatracters talking out loud and when they are mindlinking. The mindlink should be bold and in italics, and while it looks like that in the author center and all of my views, it does not seem to be that way for your view as the readers. It is something that is being worked on. In the mean time I will place ' *** ' at the beginning and end of the mindlinked dialogue just so it makes sense for context.

She was questioning my sanity now. The Park Jimin, the heartthrob of girls all over the world, is my soulmate? Cringeworthy information! "How are you so sure?" I asked frowning a little. "I am. I can feel the aura around you. And by reading your minds I can say that you guys can feel it too" She leaned forward looking between us. I turned my head to look at Jimin who was nibbling on his bottom lips nervously. He hadn't said anything all this while. Even after hearing the laughing stock info. Is he alright? Why isn't he reacting? Anything?

“I too can surpress memories, and make them come to the surface if I choose.” Elaina felt her blood turn to ice at his words. “How is it done?” “It is called a fusione mentale, a mind meld if you will.” Brother Lionel explained coming ever closer. “If the person I am trying to do it with does not cooperate fully it could drive them to insanity.” “How so?” Elaina asked though she feared the answer. “It will tear your mind apart.” Elder Lionel said. He was standing an inch away from Elaina, the dark holes where his eyes should be appearing to be dark holes now. “Do you wish to allow me to access your mind?”

Determined to reach out to my mother before the next round of medication, I focus my mind on the connection we share. Once again, the golden thread materializes, shimmering in the recesses of my mind. This time, without hesitation, I reach out and grasp it, a lifeline to the world beyond this dreary confinement. “Mom,” I call out, the connection pulsating with energy. “It's me, Ryan. I've learned how to mind-link with you.”

Then she said after a few seconds, “How odd… Isn’t it supposed to come naturally to us, though?” “Maliya, my witch friend who has taken a special interest in theoretically studying mind magic… She believes it’s because I have all these mind barriers.” An adorable thoughtful look settled on her face, and her eyes shone beautifully with wonder. “I’m not familiar with mind magic, Han. Please expound on that.”

“Being an elementalist isn’t something of your own will; the world either loves you or it doesn’t.” “The mind mage,” Tillaman continued and Kilvic ignored his companions, “is a different kind of mage. They require the strongest will amongst their peers. Rumor has it amongst those without reia that a mind mage, or a mentalist, as they are often called, has the ability to control minds. This is false. A mind mage simply has the ability to l**k with the minds of others. They input ideas, and yes, in greater prowess, retrieve information. However, the risk involved in both is so grand it can easily cost them their consciousness, leaving them as mindless husks of themselves. That is why mentalist

"What's the meaning of this? Were you playing us the whole time? Did you make all of that up?" I leaned against the doorframe and blinked innocently. "What are you talking about, Zach? We have not met for a year. Did you have any dreams this past year?" Zach fell silent. He did have dreams. Not just him, but everyone had dreams that were similar. They had dreamt about the things they heard in my thoughts. Winter set the kettle on the stove and poured some cups of coffee. I spoke again, "Mom, there's still a story I haven't finished. Do you want to hear it?"

freedom coursed through me, and I turned to Calen, my heart pounding. A smirk tugged at the corner of Calen's lips, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Was that your mate in your mind link?" he inquired, a knowing glint in his gaze. I gasped, surprise rippling through me. How had he known? My eyes met his, seeking answers in the depths of those mysterious orbs. He chuckled softly, a sound that danced like firelight in the shadows."How do you? How do you know that?" I asked, my voice tinged with wonder. I couldn't help but marvel at the depths of his perception. Calen's fingers gently traced the contours of our interconnected hands, a touch that sent a tremor of electricity through my veins.

His eyes darkened when I met his gaze, and I knew he knew what was in my mind. "So how can I close and open the Mindlinking?" I asked him. He hummed as if contemplating his answer. "As much as I enjoy listening to your voice in our open link, I can't make you feel bad about being read all the time. It's pretty simple, baby, just simply focus on closing the connection in your mind. It's like closing a door or turning off a switch. Imagine the connection between you and me slowly fading away until it's completely gone. And to open Mindlinking, you can focus on reaching my mind. Focus on opening the connection in your mind to my mind. It's like opening a door or turning on a switch. Imagine the