Superhero Psychic Novels & Stories

She was tired and needed to rest by the time the call was coming to an end. “Is there anything else you need to report?” Chairwoman Kathrine Jones asked. “Yes ma’am. There is one more thing. All of the special ops personnel take a drug called K-101.” Hope ran a trembling hand over her face. “It allows whoever uses it to tap into super abilities, as in strength and speed. A normal human can become as fast and strong as us.” Hope was referring to the supernatural and not just the Weres or vampires.

You see the mascot are a sort of hybrids and they are unlike any other. “They can read minds.” They can teleport. They have the hybrid powers and something else. You cannot sense it. You cannot sense their wolves and you cannot perceive it out of them. They have an unusual amount of strength. You cannot tell what they are. But they can tell who you are. They know everything about us they know where we are. “I'm just afraid that they're looking for a moment to strike because of these deal descent brothers have made with them.” Now, why would they just blindly agree to the saint brothers?

He is both good at sensing danger and Teleporting. I try understanding the whole thing that Alicia described in the letter about the nightmares. But it makes no sense of why she saw the same nightmare in Catty’s head! Was she mistaken? I don’t think she can be, Alicia is the sharpest and the best with her psychic abilities. I feel really scared right now. ‘’Hector! What are we going to do? ‘’ I sigh with worry. ‘’We should tell them about me and Krulisa.’’ ‘’Will they be okay if they know?’’

“I know you missed me, they all do once I suck their dick. It'll expire.” He reaches a hand out to touch mine but I pull mine away before he gets to graze it. “Hmm, how do you know that?” “Because I'm psychic.” I whisper. His eyebrows pull together as he stares at me intensely, “If you were psychic, you'd have seen me cheating.”

He seemed excited about something so I just knew there was some amazing thing he was dying to tell me. "Junior, you remember the other day at the field when you left for home," I nodded. " So I went home to ask Kevin to give me some coins for sweets and the strangest thing happened. It was like I could hear his thoughts, I know it sounds rather crazy but I did. Like before he handed me the coins, he was like, ' I should go to the disco tonight,' I thought he was talking to me so I told him that dad would never like that idea. He asked what I was talking about and I thought he was trying to confuse me. I could hear him say, 'this boy, so you were eavesdropping.' Still thinking that he was add

The coldness of the water seeped into my bones. Was he trying to get me sick ? I pounded against his wet shoulders as I fought against him now, I didn't care if I was screaming aloud, hell I wanted someone to hear me and rescue me from this psychopath. I thought Grey had come along with him, why wasn't he helping? Ace might be committing a murder and he just wouldn't care? Such sick loyalty. "Ace l..let go please!!" I sputtered out. He suddenly backed me against the shower wall, now I was completely drenched and visibly shivering while he completely appeared to be unaffected.

"My hatred level is skyrocketed now." "What happened?" Octavia asked. Then I told her what happened in the Lunch Hall. When I finished the whole story, we all fell into silence again. Octavia looked like she had heard all these weird stuff before. She just nodded patiently without much of a surprised face. "So what do you think of that?" I asked her. "That's not new in the human history," she said with a slight shrug, "Psychic phenomena are something science is not capable of interpreting yet. But some people actually discover this power within themselves. They can use their mental ability to manipulate everything around them, just like that."

"Hey Len, do you think you could help me? I have no idea what my powers are aside from empathy." Len shrugged. "Why not? I'm in a lull." He turned to her. "Give me your hand, we'll see what you can do." Ally gave him her hand. "Hm, let's see. It seems your powers were locked when you were an infant, perhaps by the trauma of being orphaned. It can happen. Easy enough to undo." He rubbed his index and middle finger on her palm. "Ah, there we go. Let's see, telekinesis and empathy. Nice." "How do I use the psychic powers?"

"That sounds nice." "Yea.. I could feel his heartbeat so closely. It was fast. But it calmed me down. I think...that's when I found out I too, had feelings for him." "Oh. You like him?" I chuckled. "Right? I like my own target. I like a psycho. I..like a killer." "I don't think there's anything wrong with that." "What do you mean?" "A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?"

I think of the surge that nearly tore me apart. “Purifying,” I whisper. Ronnie nods. “Exactly. You don’t kill. You transform.” My hand instinctively presses against my heart, the place that still feels warm, almost glowing. Jaxon looks up at me again, curious. “So you’re like… a superhero?” God. “I don’t know,” I whisper. “I don’t feel like one.” Callen crouches in front of me, so close our knees touch. “Paige, you brought nine souls back from the edge. You made them whole again. You did something none of us could even dream of.”