Mob Psycho Aura Novels & Stories

Noelle stepped into the mansion slowly, scanning the hall. The house seemed strangely silent and dangerous. She could feel the heaviness of his dark aura. She could sense he was furious. She could feel his gloomy mood even though he was not there. She glanced at the screen of her phone and only found thirty-seven missed calls from her husband. She was unable to receive his call because she forgot her cell phone in the car. Walking into the kitchen she gulped down a glass of water all at once and tried to stop herself from trembling. She didn’t know why she felt scared of her husband. Luther would never hurt her. The only mistake she had made was leaving Xavier with his nanny. Though Xavier h

I should definitely tell me about his mother right? "Muna? Say something please, I'm exhausted and I should sleep " he asked me to say something... I open my mouth to say something, but then again I wonder how his reaction would be, will he believe me if I blame is Mother for uploading such video about him or do I keep quiet and at least have an evidence, something that will compel Corey into believing that his mom is crazy and would want nothing but to Hurt him and explorit his good and kind heart. .. " Muna?" Snapped his hand on my face..

“Let’s have a talk later. Phoebe, I will see you at home as well.” He stepped into the swirling mist and then, he was gone. No matter how many times he did that in front of me, I could not process the how. Not even Uncle Al would explain how he does it and why I was not allowed. “Phoebe, you see that row of roses beside you?” I glanced at the white flower in question and nodded. “Okay?” “Kill it.” “What? No. Why would you ask me to do that?” “Aura is an energy that surrounds all living things. You see them so you should be able to manipulate them.”

“You’ve only just met me. How do you know what I have or haven’t done sexually?” He tapped his temple. “I have psychic abilities. Remember? It is not that I looked into your private life. I do not have those skills, but I can see that your aura is clean. That means that you have not been involved in a sexual act with another person in the last seven months, at least. That is good enough for me.”

"They’re calling you the 'Star-Luna.' They expect miracles every morning." "I’m just a woman who refused to stay in the mud," I whispered, leaning into him. "The miracles come from the pack." A soft chime interrupted us. The doors of the sanctum slid open, and Maya stepped in. She wasn't the terrified girl who had huddled in the Ravine anymore. She was taller, her posture regal, her eyes swirling with the deep blue of the nebula. She carried a small, vibrating crystal. "Mama, the 'Aura Gate' is singing again," she said, her voice resonant. "But it’s not a distress call. It’s a rhythmic pulse. It’s coming from the North Pole."

“Her condition and that reaction — it’s something like an allergy to you. Your scent, your blood… possibly other biological particles as well. You’ll need to monitor your contact until I decipher the formula.” “You’re saying even blood?” Egor muttered thoughtfully as he dialed his phone. “Raisa, what is Maura doing?” “She’s sleeping in the living room in front of the television,” came the woman’s voice. “Check her temperature and call me back.” “As you wish.” Ending the call, Egor fixed his gaze on his friend. “I can’t completely solve the problem yet, but this,” Ruslan said, handing him a small paper bag, “should help for now.”

"She had a bright future, and you tortured her to death. May you never know peace." Without warning, she severed the tendons in Moby's limbs. His screams echoed off the damp walls. He crumpled, paralyzed by pain. Aria leaned over him. "This is just the beginning. You like torturing others? Let's see how long you last." She unlocked the cages. "This is the man who tortured you. I'm giving you ten minutes to make him pay. I'll wait outside to take you away. Remember, I want him alive." Aria strode toward the exit as Moby's screams followed. She left him to taste his own medicine.

"Make it stop, Kaerlia. Make the rain stop hurting." I continued to hold him, rubbing his back soothingly. "I promise you're safe here. The rain can't hurt you anymore." Gradually, his breathing began to slow, and his trembling subsided. Mobali's grip on me loosened, and he pulled away slightly to look at me, his eyes no longer filled with fear but with vulnerability. "Kaerlia," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "It's you." "You have Pluviophobia." I started in realization,

Carter replied, "Speaking of Maya's pack members, besides Alpha Jacob, I think his beta and gamma were all powerful. I can feel it, there's something in them that I can't comprehend." Morph said, "That they have an Alpha aura?" Roxy asked and Nathan and Morph looked at her. "Don't be too shocked, they really have an alpha strength and power as well as their aura." Roxy said.

He whispered huskily. My breath hitched when his pinky finger went on top of mine. He pulled it to him and intertwined them like a pinky promise. I could easily remove my hand from resting on the counter but I remained frozen. “Move away. He will see us.” “Why don’t you move away?” His tone was teasing. “Fuck you, Choi.” His soft chuckle echoed. He finds joy in all of this. He’s a sociopath. The growing tension between us crumbled with the buzz of my phone. A message from Vernon read: