Psychic Powers In Science Fiction

When I defeated Natalie for the tenth time and claimed the Supermodel Champion title, her childhood sweetheart, Jared Johnson, proposed to me. With his devastatingly handsome face, he walked on stage and kneeled on one knee with a ring in hand. “Will you marry me?” I smiled and said yes. That very night, he became mine. Throughout seven years of marriage, I stepped away from the runway. Instead, I gained three beautiful children. They inherited my supermodel figure and their father’s stunning looks. Together, the four of us turned heads wherever we went. On my birthday, Jared handed me the registration form for the “Supermodel Showdown”. I knew he wanted me to live in Natalie’s shadow and be nothing more than her backdrop. However, I signed my name without hesitation. I already had the best of his genes, after all. Now, it was time to take back the crown that belonged to me.

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.

My Alpha's ex-girlfriend finds an excuse to move in with us. Whenever she sees me and my pup, she clutches her chest and acts like she's devastated. My Alpha is sure that I'm deliberately showing off our pup to upset her. "I can't believe you keep flaunting our pup to get on Cissy's nerves! I have to teach you a lesson!" He orders his men to have our pup and me thrown into the basement. No one is allowed to bring me food. I try to escape, and I beg for mercy. I tell him our pup is weak because I wasn't in the best of health when carrying it. I also tell him a healer has advised me to be hospitalized for further treatment. He sounds like he's heard the world's biggest joke, and his tone is cold as he says, "How can you be weak when you made it out of being ambushed in the forest? Stop trying to make yourself seem pitiful! Stay in the basement and repent! This is what you get for making things hard for Cissy!" What he doesn't know is that, when I save him from the attack, I lose my wolf because I am injected with wolfsbane. During my pregnancy, I am also hospitalized many times in order to prevent miscarriage due to the fact that my body is too weak. The pup is in poor health and has been receiving treatment since birth. In the basement, I slash my wrists to feed my pup with my blood, but he still dies in my arms. My devastated howls reverberate in the space. Losing my wolf means I no longer have the ability to heal myself. I lie in a puddle of my blood as I hold my pup's cold body close. Three days later, my Alpha decides he wants me back when he drinks a cup of coffee that isn't to his liking. He says, "Let my Luna out so she can make me coffee and apologize to Cissy. She and the pup can be taken to the hospital if she's sincere enough." No one dares obey his orders—my blood is already flowing out of the basement.

As soon as I kissed him, he pushed me aside, got up from the bed and walked over to the other end of the room. He suddenly seemed angry but I didn't understand why. Was it the kiss? Was it me? "You know what? Maybe we should do it some other time instead." He suggested. He began to sweat and was acting strange; like someone who was afraid of something but what he was afraid of, I couldn't tell. "Some other time?" I asked frustratedly because it wasn't the first time he was rejecting me. "I'm tired of hearing this bulshit over and over again." I wasn't going to take a no for an answer again, not this time. So, I walked over to him and claimed his lips for the second time. "Stop! He yelled at me in anger as he fell to the ground. He started groaning, rolling around in the floor like someone in pain. I was terrified by the scene and didn't know what to do. Next thing I knew, i heard the snapping of his bone and right before my eyes, he transformed into a creature; a creature I had seen before. The same type of creature that saved me on that fateful night. He stood before me with a raging red eyes and seven-inch long teeth. My mind was in distress and my knees gave way as I fainted from the shock.

Her sister, Rebecca, was killed in a car accident. Blakely then took on the responsibility of being a surrogate mother for her nephew. But Blakely's brother-in-law, Nickson Darragh, doesn't like her because his wife died because of her carelessness. Nickson's parents asked Nickson to marry Blakely for the good of his son's future. Nickson couldn't refuse and was forced to marry Blakely just for status. Nickson signed a one-year marriage contract with Blakely and plans to divorce Blakely when the time comes. But unexpected things happened during that marriage. Nickson's secrets from the past are revealed. Nickson had not loved Rebecca all this time. Their marriage is fake. And it turns out that Arthur is not Nickson's biological child with his late wife. Blakely, who knows all of Nickson's lies, becomes disappointed. She plans to sue Nickson for a divorce before their marriage contract expires. Unfortunately, it was not easy when they both began to feel the turmoil of love in their hearts.

Quinn is a baker and she bakes in her little bakery, she has been owing rent and almost got chased out of her bakery but Dave helped her but with a twist. Dave Wilson not your regular billionaire, after the betrayal of his ex wife all he wants is to focus on his son and work. That is until Quinn stumbles into their lives adding colours and rainbows into their lives. The both of them couldn't deny the attraction they had for each other. Will Dave be able to love Quinn freely or will he be stuck on the betrayal of his ex wife?

My daughter and my husband didn't look alike at all. My father-in-law always complained about it, accusing me of cheating. In the end, he even took my daughter to get a paternity test done. As expected, they were not blood related. My father-in-law told his son to divorce me and not to give me anything. My husband even wanted to kill my daughter by choking her. "I've been raising another man's daughter all this while! I'll be humiliated as long as she's alive!" I immediately threw the paternity test report involving my husband and my father-in-law at them. This time, it's my mother-in-law that was nervous as I looked them in the eyes and said, "Why don't you take a good look and see who is the one who is not blood related!"

My family has always considered me a harbinger of misfortune. It's all because I can see a countdown to my relatives' deaths. I tell them when my grandfather, father, and mother will die. It all comes true due to various accidents. My three brothers hate me to the core because they think I cursed my parents and grandfather. My mother actually dies after giving birth to my younger sister, but my brothers dote on her to no end. They say she's their lucky star because everything goes well for the family after she's born. But didn't Mom die while giving birth to her? On my 18th birthday, I see my death countdown when I look at myself in the mirror. I buy an urn I like and prepare a meal. I want to have one last meal with my brothers, but none of them show up even when the timer hits zero…

Isolde Wrenleigh once had a promising future until an injury destroyed her ballet career and her half-sister, Vivienne, vanished under mysterious circumstances. Now, disguised under a false identity, Isolde infiltrates Velvet, a hidden elite club in Manhattan known for secrecy, seduction, and unspoken power. What she doesn’t expect is Dorian Blackthorn. A tech billionaire with a haunted past, Dorian secretly owns Velvet and controls everything within its walls. He lives by one rule: never get emotionally involved. But Isolde challenges that rule from the moment she enters curious, defiant, and hiding something even he can’t decode. Drawn to each other in spite of the lies, their connection ignites into a dangerous, all-consuming romance. Dorian offers her pleasure, protection, and dominance but Isolde has come for answers, not affection. And the deeper she digs, the more Velvet’s polished façade begins to crack. Behind the scenes, a darker operation is in motion missing women, encrypted files, and a conspiracy that reaches from club patrons to global power players. As enemies close in and betrayals shatter what little trust they’ve built, Isolde and Dorian must decide who to protect, what to sacrifice, and whether love is worth risking everything. Tangled in Velvet is a high-octane, emotionally raw romance filled with explosive passion, unexpected twists, and secrets that could destroy them both. In a world where control is currency and trust is a weapon, love is the most dangerous gamble of all.

I caught Vincenzo staring at me during his father's funeral. But is it wrong if he is my Fiancè's brother? Everyone is devasted after Mr Di Costa died of heart attack. After all, everyone loved him, he was caring, kind and loving. But during the funeral things went crazy, I caught my brother-in-law