Mind Reading Novels & Stories

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.”

’ Muna thought. Will he agree to it ? “ Is there something you wanna tell me ? ” Jayden suddenly asked and Muna’s eyes widened a little and she pulled back to look at him. “ Huh.. How do you know that I have something on my mind ” She asked and he smiled as he tucked her hair behind her ear and he caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “ You seems to forget that I can detect your mind through your heartbeat even though I haven't mark you yet and your heart has been beating very fast for quite some time now so what is it you can tell me anything you know ”

he urged, giving her no respite. Inwardly frustrated with Derek's incessant prodding, Ashley couldn't help but contemplate her recent discovery. Back at school, she had experienced a peculiar moment where it seemed like she could hear people's thoughts. The notion of being able to read minds had intrigued her greatly, and now, in this bizarre situation, she found herself wondering if it could be possible. As Derek's voice continued to ring in her ears, Ashley thought, "Can I really read people's minds? Oh my goodness, if I can, it would be so cool." She considered giving it a try to see if she could decipher Fenrir's thoughts.

Maybe I will learn to forgive him with time, maybe someday I will forgive everyone who hurt me, but now, I will let my heart burn with hatred for each of them. "Close your eyes, and open your minds." Gamma ordered in a firm voice, and I did. Well I closed my eyes, but had no idea how to open my mind. Will my mind snap open if I hold my breath, or if I inhaled and exhaled really slowly? Will it open if I stopped thinking or will it open if I focus on something more important? I stood there with my eyes closed but my mind running wild. Maybe only those whose mates are present can participate in opening their minds.

I asked. “My energy connects to your mind due to your abilities. But don’t worry. My brain filters your thoughts and only processes the important ones. Your secret remains with you.” “So…” I paused to look at her. “You’re saying there are limits to what you can read from my mind?” “Yes, and I can teach you how to stop people like me from reading even fragments of your mind. But start with telling when you notice it.” “I can’t give you an exact date,” I said. “But I remember the first time I touched someone at a meeting and heard something that almost happened in real life.”

“The mental link is a natural connection that unites all the members of the pack. Through it, we can communicate even at a distance. It's like a conversation by thought.” “So... everyone will know what I think?” she asked, alarmed, her eyes widening. Marcos laughed out loud, but it was Owen who answered more gently: “Not exactly. You won't hear people's thoughts, and they won't hear yours, all the time. It's more like a frequency. When someone wants to communicate, they project it mentally to others. But it's not invasive, you can choose who you want to talk to... and who can listen.”

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.

Unbelievable. Sighing, he turned and looked over at him. He shrugged. “Okay—you know those fantastic tales of me being able to read minds that were going around a few years ago?” Brody nodded. Dom pinched the bridge of his nose with his latex-covered fingers. “They’re not that far off. I can communicate by thought with some—well, I’ve only ever come across five others...”

Danielle pouted. “You always like to keep me in suspense.” Karl poked her head. “I’m trying to get you to think so that your brain won’t turn rusty.” Danielle scoffed. “Please, I’m very smart. My IQ is 130.” “That only proves that you’re a good student. It doesn’t mean that you have a thorough thinking. So take a good guess at who sent the video.” Danielle waved her hand. “Forget it, you win. I’ll think and guess it myself.”

Words fired out at machine-gun speed. "Why is the human looking at me? Does she like me? Does she hate me? Does she like or hate me? Why is she still circling me? "Will she nuzzle me? Can I nuzzle her? Does she like me? Does she hate me? What—" Her thoughts were annoyingly loud and chaotic. I pretended to circle her a few more times, but mentally, I was drowning in her psychic high-speed rambling. Rather than overthinking, I decided to go on the offensive and deploy some cunning tricks.