Psychic Warriors Novels & Stories

(Doris' Pov) "Arghhhhhhh! Ughhhh!" The warriors groaned trying to resist the pain. "Just a few more minutes left, you can do this. You are brave and strong warriors. Yes! Take it in." I tried to encourage them. Still at the prison, I decided it was time I carried out my training in preparation for the battle against Andrew and his vampires. I had called and informed my warriors, the Reapers, and those who joined the 100 warriors to come to the prison well-prepared and with a strong mind due to the kind of training they would be receiving. It was not just the normal training but a more special one.

I kicked the SUV door open, stepping into the freezing rain. The Shadow Fang outpost was shrouded in a heavy, psychic cloaking mist. To a normal warrior, the fortress appeared empty. But through the golden, augmented vision Sereia was streaming into my brain, I could see the heat signatures and energy nodes of twenty elite shadow wolves patrolling the battlements. "Intruder!" a telepathic shriek echoed down the mountain, a sharp wave of psychic pressure meant to liquefy a human's brains. But the psychic attack didn't even scratch my surface. The moment the wave hit me, Sereia’s golden firewall in my mind instantly deflected it, converting the enemy's mental energy into raw kinetic output for

Farrell POV It's probably my fault for not anticipating the visuals. When your family is steeped in filthy heritage, there is some work-related risk. The sight usually emerges when you least expect it, such as amid a furious, no-holds-barred quest to defeat the demonic forces that have just wreaked havoc on your neighborhood. I've never been great at timing my psychic abilities. I am the psychic warrior and guardian of Sebastian's pack. I use my special abilities to detect dangers early on and then go into battle with my packmates to defend our area. This is a combat position that combines frontline combat tasks with psychic foresight.

The clearing in the woods went silent. All were looking at the woman. "Who sent you?" asked Mithraos. "Karivayis," said the woman and in that moment two warriors in the Mauraye side cut their own throat. All understood the seriousness of the situation. "What was the plan of Karivayis?" asked Rishi. Karivayis are the darkest of the group in Arthanava. They are believed to be living like animals. They leave only bones and skeletons after a war. They are also said to be the most blood hungry ones.

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

As the rest of the compound was now on high alert. As we patrolled, I realized quickly that I don’t have a mind link with anyone here, so I needed to be mindful of the warrior next to me, if we get separated, I’ll literally be all on my own. As we stayed in the shadows of the dense forest, we both spotted them at the same time, there were several unauthorized intruders coming over the wall. My only hope was that the warrior next to me alerted the others. I pushed myself against the wall as I stalked towards them and lunged for the one closest to me, a blind attack. Scarlett quickly reminded me that this wasn’t training, that I was going for the kill and without hesitation I did. Quickly

But just as his vision blurred, and the screeching sound of the incoming train filled his ears, a presence emerged, an ethereal power awakening within his being. The world around him seemed to shift, the air crackling with otherworldly energy. A voice, deep and resonant, reverberated within his mind. "System booting... A new host identified." "Binding to the host...." "Binding complete!" "Welcome, Keagan, to the Veilwalker system. Choose your path," -Hero -Anti-Hero -Villain Keagan's mind whirled, a cascade of questions flooding his thoughts. What was happening to him? Was this a dream or a nightmare? The voice echoed again, compelling him to make a choice.

Some even turn to flee. “Now!” Mist roars. With cries of war and righteous fury, we charge. Tomas, Zoe, Kaia, and Micah tear through the enemy—claws slashing, bodies flying. Zoe’s warriors fight as one seamless force, cutting through demons like they were made for it. Kaia moves like a dancer—graceful, precise, lethal. It’s hypnotic. No wonder she’s the queen of the warrior circuit. Tomas? He’s feeling that goddess strength. He’s literally punching demons into each other. It’s bloody as hell. Effective... but yeah, not looking over there again.

"They will not be merciful. That I can promise you." Ariana snarled as did Dominic. Both shifted into their wolf forms and they charged at Millicent and her coven. Raina looked up, gazing at the full moon above showing through the dome-skylight and moonlight streamed down into her body. Her eyes glowed white as she gazed over Kian who smiled at how fierce she looked. She was a Moon Warrior and she was breathtaking. She turned her gaze at Mia. "We have our own debt to settle."

The earth beneath her feet seemed to pulse with energy, each footfall aligning with the rhythm of the wild. Through a parting of the foliage, a clearing revealed itself, a sanctuary of chaos and fury. Her breath hitched as her eyes drank in the sight before her—an awe-inspiring clash of warriors, their forms a blur of movement and determination. The warriors of the Dark Moon Pack, renowned for their fierce loyalty and unwavering strength, were locked in an epic confrontation with their formidable adversaries.