Quotes Mind Over Matter Novels & Stories

Illumi went on in a psychic tone as though he was giving me the greatest secret of life and existence. “I told you this would be a waste of time. He is just yammering nonsense,” Verity scoffed. But I waited for Illumi to finish what he was saying, concentrating on his words. “You come and complain that your life’s full of problems. Dear stop at once and realize that you are the problem. Your monkey mind is the problem and the only thing that’s stopping you is your own mind, your own thoughts and your own fears and self-doubt and let me tell you a funny thing about them all... they aren’t even real.”

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“Now, Hadi. You have claimed yourself as a genius, right?” “Not genius, clever.” “Same difference. Anyway, do you know what I will do next?” He mulled over it, purposely delaying his answer. “You can’t lie to me, oh my sweet summer child. I can read your mind.” Fear engulfed him. “You do?” He thought, reading mind ability was a myth. “Nope, not a myth. I’m a living legend if so.” His mind was jammed with inputs. “So, do you know what I will do next?”

A while later, Maurice's eyes sparkled with mischief after confirming something. 'The hypnosis can't be broken, no?' Maurice inquired to her system. A second later, a ding resounded in her brain. Maurice rolled her eyes and cocked her head to the side. That gestures still looked so mysteriously graceful therefore quite a few students inside their room watching through the window repeatedly blinked and tried to burn her beautiful image in their mind. Without caring for the stares though, she shrugged and replied to her system.

“I know Dex and Dali do it. Will we be able to do it?” I nodded. “We should be able to, now. We marked each other. It does take a little practice first time.” You have to learn how to turn it off and on, otherwise I’ll be able to bother you any time I want! I mind linked her. She gasped and then I saw her face focus. Do I just think what I want to say? No, probably not. I feel stupid. Can you even hear me? This is dumb. I‘m just talking to myself.

|Chapter 04| Zaitelle Axis A day before Kester's 20th birthday, his mom, Mrs. Aqua Quiner called me for a talk. I'm quite perplexed and a little bit nervous because of her sudden invitation even though we were doing it since my childhood days. I don't know why there are too many changes in terms of interacting with them when in fact, I shouldn't act like this. "Nana, is this okay?" I ask her while putting a dress in front of my body and watch how it looks in me.

The truly valuable material that mattered was stored in my hard drive, which I kept with me at all times. "Keep my hand-me-downs if you love them so much. I'm not interested in the secondhand items or woman anymore." He turned purple with rage. "What are you getting at?" "Figure it out yourself." With that, I grabbed my laptop and walked out. Hailey had been standing by the window the whole time, so she had heard every word. Her expression was ugly, but she dared not say a word because Julia Morrison from a partner company was standing next to her.

Instead, she turned to look at me. I kept my head down, thinking, "Yvette clearly is just worried about Mom going back to the company and getting in the way of her escapades with Dad. Ugh, they're like two dogs in heat! They couldn't even wait to get a room. Don't they know that the office has a surveillance camera? "And what did she mean by mental illness? It was Dad who drugged Mom and forced her to leave the company. Later, Yvette found her a quack who claimed to be a traditional medicine practitioner. He had no license and prescribed prescriptions that only worsened her condition.

He looked like he wanted to arrest the guy simply for existing. I tried to focus, shutting out the loud pop music blasting through the deck speakers and the constant sound of splashing water so I could catch the thoughts drifting around us. Unfortunately, all I found was noise. [God, look at the guy in the black shirt by the bar.] [Is he a model? Those arms are unreal.] [Please tell me that's his sister and not his girlfriend.] [I still have a chance.] I swallowed. I didn't need to be a professional mind reader to know those thoughts belonged to the group of women sitting at the table to our left.

' He said. Yah! it happened earlier too when I got lost into him due to his voice and his visuals. I mean I can't help myself. It's like every time he calls my name I just can't concentrate whatever he is saying. I think he knows how to hypnotize me or any woman? No, he...he's not a Playboy type person. He is a very sweet and serious one. He doesn't have enough time to go around and play with girls. He is a busy person. But the thing is, this is true that whenever he speaks I just can't hear what he says it's like I get deaf for a while and my eyes get stuck on his face. Why does this happen? I think I know. 'Dr. Lisa, Are you listening?'