Psychic Warriors Novels & Stories

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

Although she did not speak loudly, everyone could hear her. Everyone had just witnessed a psychic’s terrifying strength. At that moment, everyone exchanged glances, and no one dared to accept the challenge. “Dad, you should go.” Delainey nudged Jackson and said, “Ice Sword Art is the natural counter to psychics that utilize fire. Even though she was able to defeat an eighth-ranked grandmaster like Donovan, that doesn’t mean that it’s impossible for you to beat her despite only being a seventh-ranked grandmaster.” “Alright. I’ll give it a try. We’re still part of Sol, how can we let these psychics best us?”

With a roar, five of the largest, strongest warriors unsheathed their swords and charged toward me. "Die, witch!" They moved fast, swinging their blades with lethal intent. But to me, they might as well have been moving in slow motion. I didn't even draw a weapon. I didn't even flinch. BOOM!! With a simple wave of my hand, I released a burst of pure spiritual energy. It was like an invisible bomb had detonated right in front of them. The five warriors were instantly thrown backward as if hit by a speeding truck. Their bodies flew through the air, crashing into the stone pillars and the decorated tables, landing in heaps, completely knocked out cold.

This is what I was born to do, and this is what I’ll do ‘til my final breath. “When you start with the philosophy shit, I start with the Zs,” Hendrix mocks. “Shut up and focus on the battle. Focus on being a werewolf. Being an Alpha.” Right now, warriors are going to their positions, strategically placed throughout the borders. With their updates through the mind link, I can almost see them, ears pricked, eyes scanning, and nostrils flaring. Ready. Fierce. In the watchtowers, specialized warriors have their wolfsbane dart guns at hand, hoping to knock our enemies out so we can interrogate them later. I shudder internally at the thought of one of those darts piercing my skin, but they’re a ne

**[Seraphine's POV]** Yet, within the depths of my suffering, a blaze of determination ignited. I clung to the love I held for Cassian, using it as a beacon amidst the darkness. With every ounce of my being, I summoned the power of time, envisioning it as an impenetrable shield against the onslaught. The battle in my mind unfolded like a cataclysmic clash of titans. /Boom!/ The impact of our psychic struggle echoed in the very core of my existence. I fought back fiercely, my mental defenses fortified by the unbreakable bond I shared with Cassian.

asked Jovan. "What? You can't see anything, but feels weird?" "Uhuh. I can't see them clearly, but I can feel the differences between at noon and at night." "Well, I don't see anything. Not yet," Alka turned to his right and Jovan followed him. They went to the stairs to the third floor. "Anyway... Why did you plunged into the psychic world?" "I found out that sometimes there are cases that only can be solved with the help of the victim from the other world. Don't you think so? You've a case like that right? When a spirit got inside you and blurted out about how she died?"

It was right in the middle of the passage and from where he stood, he could see the entire arena at one glance. The Commander's room had the splendid glance of the entire ground and with just one look through the window, anybody could see what was happening outside. Laurier took one glance at the arena before he proceeded to knock at the door. While he waited for his orders to enter, he noticed a group of soldiers running down the steps with enthusiasm. Their faces were filled with emotions he was too familiar with. There was fear, zest and excitement in them and it was all because of one reason. They were thrilled to put their skills into practice in the war that would start any day from no

I groan, irritated. My wolf Colt nods in my mind, confident in his scenting abilities. My team and I pace with frustration, not sure what to do. And that’s very unlike us, we always take control. Chance, my captain, sighs and nods in agreement. We both try to brainstorm a plan. While I’ve been a Shadow Warrior going on five years now, it never gets any easier. Victims are always hard to see and too often we get somewhere too late. At least she’s alive, though I hate what happened so much. I’ve been so blessed to grow up the way I did, especially with a large loving family. Not everyone is so lucky.

Roman POV I got an urgent mind link from my warriors to get to my brother Reign’s home, my pulse hammering in my chest as I raced there. I contacted by mind link my oldest brother, Hamza, and a few trusted warriors to meet me there. Calling on my wolf, I pushed through the terrain as fast as I could, grabbing only a t-shirt and joggers, which I tied around my neck to change into later. Every second mattered. Every second was a chance to prevent more suffering.

what revenge could possibly be worth destroying the lives of innocent people… its savage, ruthless! Everyone started loading their kit into the jeeps, each picking one to ride in. Heath insisted I rode in the first jeep that he would be driving along with Adeena, Mitch and his brother Warren who was also a warrior. Trey, Yen and Danny and another warrior had the jeep behind us and behind them was a long line of black jeeps that held brave and fierce Diamond moon warriors. As the first jeep in front, I couldn’t help but feel we were leading them on some sort of suicide mission... each of them leaving their world behind to fight for the Blue Moon. All I could do was hope the Blue Moon hadn’t d