Mind Reading Novels & Stories

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.

"Are you seriously reading my mind again?" “I’m not doing anything,” I said evenly. “You’re the one thinking too loud.” His jaw tightened. "I hate having a mind reader around." “Yeah,” I said softly, turning away. “You’ve been pretty consistent about that.”

“Now, Hadi. You have claimed yourself as a genius, right?” “Not genius, clever.” “Same difference. Anyway, do you know what I will do next?” He mulled over it, purposely delaying his answer. “You can’t lie to me, oh my sweet summer child. I can read your mind.” Fear engulfed him. “You do?” He thought, reading mind ability was a myth. “Nope, not a myth. I’m a living legend if so.” His mind was jammed with inputs. “So, do you know what I will do next?”

He was gorgeous when he smiled. “Tell me how you would do that.” She grinned and turned to face him again. He cursed himself for not remembering he could not read human minds, only the minds of his fellow wolves, and then an idea popped into his head. Something he had noted mentally when he asked Maria about Alisa the day she fell in the pool at his house. “Think about your favourite place in the world. The place you always want to be in. I’ll tell to you once I’ve read your mind. Now close your eyes.”

With a delicate touch of her mind, she could peer into the innermost musings and secrets of others, unraveling the mysteries that lay hidden within their thoughts. One day, as Isabella and Alexander found themselves in a tranquil garden, a playful curiosity twinkled in their eyes. Alexander, intrigued by Isabella's newfound ability, posed a challenge to her. "Isabella," he said, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips, "I have a thought in my mind. Can you tell me what it is?" Isabella's eyes gleamed with anticipation as she focused her mind, reaching out to sense the subtle waves of thoughts emanating from Alexander. In a matter of moments, she became attuned to the currents of his consciou

Jericho gasped and ripped his hand from mine. “No fucking way… Nooooo fuckinnnggg wayyyy.” He cried. “Do it again!” He said, holding his hand back out. I touched the back of his hand and started laughing out loud as his thoughts infiltrated my mind. “No, I will not marry you. No I can’t read minds unless I'm touching you skin to skin. No, I can't read minds when I'm sleeping… Where are you getting these questions?” I asked him. He just started laughing. “I don’t know. I'm just thinking literally anything that pops into my mind. So you really can hear them all? Everything?” He asked. I nodded. “As long as we have skin to skin contact. Yes.” I said.

, I urge them. “Well, one of my gifts is rare, and I’m not meant to use it willy nilly,” Tanya tells me, shifting from foot to foot. She was itching to say but was scared at the same time. “I can read people’s minds, well not read them as in reading them, but I can replay the last few things they saw, said and did. As if I’m watching a movie,” she said in one long breath. “Well, I wasn’t expecting that”, I admit. I was starting to panic. Worried she would tell what was going on.

Suddenly a devious look came over her face and I had a feeling that whatever she was going to say next was not going to be helpful. "Oh Aria," she starts, her eyes twinkling. "There's something even cooler than just speaking through the mind-link," she says. Uh oh. "I bet you didn't know you could send mental images to other people." Straight away I could almost imagine where this conversation was heading. For example you could send a little image of yourself dressed in a very special outfit to a very special someone, if you catch my drift." She winks at me, making the tips of my ears burn red