Psychic Warriors Novels & Stories

“This is its strategy. It is forcing collapse through acceptance fatigue.” Serah snapped. “Translate that into normal language!” Rowan answered quietly. “It is trying to make us give up by showing too many bad endings.” Silence followed. Elara whispered. “That is psychological warfare at the level of existence.” The Blood God nodded. “And it is efficient.” The child suddenly raised his head. “I can disrupt it.” Evelyn turned immediately. “How?” “I will create contradictions inside the projections.” Lucien’s expression tightened. “That is dangerous.” “I already exist in contradiction,” the boy replied.

Psyche said teasingly moving her hands to his hard chest making circular shapes as she just smirked her way in front of him "But first things first, care to explain your plans before I leave, Aiden?" Psyche said stopping what she's been doing earlier to move aside and break Aiden's hug "With pleasure, Psyche," Aiden said smirking gladly who was now walking to the large table with books behind it drafting his plans on the paper as Psyche followed behind seeing what he'd been planning for years already as she did the same smirked as Aiden's The start of revenge will soon be tasted by those disgusting greedy nobles

Battle gear (armors, bulletproof vests, helmets, shields) – Verid and Rocky Artillery (assault and sniper rifles, handguns, Tasers) – Zhackary and Jeffery Bioweapon (corrosive liquid, tranquilizer darts, poison arrows) – Rhianna and Jaden Explosives (land mines, bombs, nukes, improvised explosives) – Gina and Czar Food Production (animal hunting, food crop plantation, harvesting, food trading) – Goyo and Mono Improvised weaponry (spears, bows and arrows, daggers, halberd) – Keisha Medic Team (antidotes, first aiding team, medical tools and equipment) – Shino and Renz Battle Trainers (archery, military, bio, explosives, Med) – Archery: Rhianna; Military: Zhackary; Bio: Jaden; Explosives: Gina

“I was not always the warrior I am today. Once, I was just a young lad, fighting for Scotia. Our army came from four different clans, banned together to oppose British taxation. Not long after we started for the borders we began to fall ill, one after the other, so we camped out in the bush trying to recover, but with no healer and an abundance of cold rains, it didn’t go well. Some left to attempt to find help or return home. Many of those remaining died. When the British army found us there were only twelve of us remaining alive, mostly younger lads. We were preparing to make the trek home as soon as all were well enough. Normally the king’s army takes no captives, but they did that day. W

“Nightmares: a level of power long forgotten because of the rarity of people with this level of power. But that was what the Black Dragon was. And like other Mystic Path Users at the Nightmare level, he had his own title: the Black Warrior. Because Mystic Path Users were fundamentally different from New Types, they didn’t earn titles based on ordinary animal forms because their power was beyond that. They could summon flames and ice and could manipulate the elements based on their affinities. And the Black Warrior was no different. Legend says that he had the ability to manipulate darkness, and his power was called the Darkness Set. The Darkness Set was a set of armor that Black Warrior coul

Kaia POV I fight that call to give in, to rest…I can’t. Fear of not waking up is what is keeping my eyes open. I watch as Marc starts to crawl back towards the White Moon alpha, the coward who doesn’t join his fighters, only commands them to their deaths. I have no respect for such a leader. A few of my warriors move to Marc but I want him alive, he will provide valuable information and I will extract it from him. “I want him alive.” I order out from the mind-link as my warriors box him in. Hector’s wolf preventing Marc from gertting any further as he bites down on his foot and drags him towards my warriors.

The internet instantly erupted in an uproar as soon as that statement was made. How many people could even manifest extraordinary abilities during the first wave of spiritual energy? Presently, nosy parkers had selected four great psychic kings among the psychic tier list. They were the strongest four among the psychics—the Nightmare King, the Thunderstorm King, the Flame King, and White Bear King. Rumors were that with their strength, those four kings could challenge Immortals. And, how long had it been since the spiritual energy tide? As a result, many looked forward to the second wave of spiritual energy tide.

He prepared to shift into wolf form but stopped when Diana spoke. “The waitress will be the one that starts it all.” Diana's eyes glowed brighter. “She will be the first mother of fighters—supernatural warriors that will have more power than the world has ever known. Kings. Men that are immune to silver, spells, and even decapitation. Almost immortal. Very terrifying.” He stepped closer. “The first mother of fighters?” “Yes.” Her eyes dimmed. The temperature in the room warmed to normal. “The prophecy was seen over twenty years ago. During the War, we witches tried to find the pack that would be the fathers of these fighters. But many covens died trying.”

Perfect coordination through nothing but thoughts. Finally we stop. Both panting. Covered in sweat despite the cold morning air. Sage approaches. "Impressive. But you're only scratching the surface." "What do you mean?" "Test it against multiple opponents. See if you can maintain focus when things get chaotic." The next day, ten warriors volunteer. They know about our telepathy now. Try to counter it by attacking unpredictably. Doesn't help them. *Three coming from the right.* *I see them. You take left.*

my warriors inside were already behind them in their wolf forms tearing them apart. I watched pacing and looking for any others to kill. But soon all of them were dead on the ground. “Check the parimeter to see if there is no more.” I ordered and my warriors scattered. I shifted and checked them. they had no special powers, or at least none that I could see. But they did have something in common, a tattoo of two exes crossing. I got pissed just thinking about it, these humans are so fragile and yet they took us on like they could complete. How ridiculous.