Mind Reading Novels & Stories

“Just breathe. Focus on what you need to do.” I nodded, focusing on his words, using them to push back the rising tide of panic. My mind-reading abilities were both a gift and a burden here. The sheer volume of thoughts was almost overwhelming, a jumbled mess of strange details, technical jargon, and occasional flashes of resentment or boredom. I had to consciously filter, to seek out specific threads, like a fisherman casting a net for a particular type of fish. I scanned for alarm, for suspicion, for anything that indicated our presence had been detected. So far, nothing. Just the ordinary thoughts of busy wolves.

Telepath, surfaced in his mind like a bubble rising, picturing a popular movie about one. “Not really,” she said. “It’s… not like that. It’s more like… Those wise women who can read your fortune from your tea leaves, or palms… It’s not like… It’s not like I can just decide that I am going to dig through your thoughts and find out everything that you know. A mind isn’t like an index card. Things don’t flow logically. People think things that have no context – you get a moment, a flash, a word or two…

“Done looking huh?’. She rolled her eyes feeling annoyed “ you must think Highly of yourself to think I was looking” The whole hall gasped, Mira nudged her again”what is it?” She snapped at Mira. The guys smirk got wider, then she heard it. “You're a mind reader right?” She turned she didn't hear anyone speak “you dummy I'm speaking through my mind listen”. Wait what? Someone was speaking to her through his mind so people actually did that. “I..I..” she stammered.

Melinda, wearing an expression like she had just struck gold, glanced at me with unrestrained excitement. "Are you two going on the show together this time?" she asked. I explained helplessly, "My dad wants us to spend more time together and build some rapport." While she erupted into a chorus of excitement, my thoughts wandered, drawn to a tall figure standing not far away. 'What a stunner! An absolutely gorgeous man!' I thought. The three people followed my thoughts with their gaze, turning in the same direction. The handsome man across from us also looked over, revealing a face that was both breathtakingly stunning and coldly indifferent.

Ruby turned her head and shot me a provocative look, her eyes brimming with smug satisfaction. I stood at the edge of the crowd, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips. Just as I thought. A moment ago, I had cursed her in my mind, calling her an idiot, and she hadn’t reacted at all. However, the second I started thinking through specific skill data, she responded immediately. So her mind-reading skill wasn’t all-knowing. It seemed she could only pick up on the most focused, technical thoughts in my mind.

“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

he chuckled. I wasn't sure how to feel about the thoughts I just had so I grabbed my stuff and practically ran past him to get out of the classroom. On the way out I caught myself reading his mind and had to force myself to move quicker and check the time so I didn't hear anything he said. I haven't fully grasped the mind reading and most times it just happens when it wants to. It gives me the worse headaches and make me feel sick in the stomach.

But that was for another time. “How did you know about Bach’s ability?” “I’ve encountered mind readers before and I detest them.” I halted in my tracks, “Wait, they’re real?” “Yes, they all got their powers from dark sources but his is on another level. I don’t even think he fully realizes it yet. Mind readers cannot physically handle using their powers for such a long amount of time and in such a crowded place. Most of the time they turn it off and use it when needed. They could die from doing something as stupid as that. The kid’s on a different level. I may be wrong but he should try telekinesis or at least the variants of it and see if he could acquire such powers.”

I didn’t know what the protocol was for this sort of thing. “Only if you want to. Your mind will go to it on its own.” He lay back and cuddled me in his arms. His head was on the pillow, and he closed his eyes. He was quiet and I decided to test him. What number am I thinking? One thousand eight hundred and four. He opened one eye and looked down at me. “You’re mind linking. One thousand eight hundred and four.” “Am not!” I laughed. Was I really?

It just couldn't be. As wolves could only share mind links with people they were close to. And I hadn't known this man till this moment. I didn't even know his name yet? And I was confused? Because how could he read my mind? Mind links only worked for communication, they didn't suddenly give you the power to mind read? Unless...? Oh no! I froze as a single thought in the form of an answer floated across my consciousness, and immediately I knew why. The thought kicked away at my sanity, and I almost went crazy in realization.