Superhero Psychic Novels & Stories

"He's supposed to be dead, Marie. But Harver never told us that he was a psychic " "A psychic. That's how he was able to do a lot of things. Like tracking". "If we want to stand a chance against Harver, we'd have to find a way to sever his connection to the Universal Mind". "That's why we have to find Joe Wolford". "Who's he? " "A psychic. The first psychic Demon in over a century. If Harver absorbs Joe's powers, it's all over". "What do we do? " "There's no way he'd let me get to Joe".

Evie smiled and closed her hand to extinguish the flames. “There are two different types of awakened: the element caster and the psychic ability user. The one I showed you earlier is the power of an element caster.” Dr. Jensen shifted on his seat, his eyes glinting as if there was something that he realized but was not sure of. “Earlier, you sent me to the ceiling,” he reminded her, and she nodded with a smile. “That’s a psychic ability,” she said. “And the answer to your silent question is yes, I have both elemental and psychic abilities, because I am the third type: a transcendent.”

I said gently. He breathed out a massive amount of hair, then faced me, looking tall with his squared shoulders. "So, I was watching random clips on the internet. Then, I encountered a video of a list of incredible superpowers. I thought, why not try to discover what else I could do aside from teleportation? So, I did. There's invincibility, I tried, but I failed. There's mental reading; sadly, I can't read your mind. Then teleportation, and obviously, I could. All superpowers didn't work except two." My eyeballs almost jumped from its socket, "What?"

He didn't have to peruse some person page. Client: Luke (assumed name Luke Coulson) Strength: 12 (actual strength) Adroitness: 11 (readiness, deftness) Mental strength: 12 (mental determination) Level: 0 Experience: 0 Credit: 0 What's more… nothing else. Luke was made distraught with outrage when he understood that there was nothing else. He wanted to seize the framework to beat the hell out of it. Tragically, he didn't have the foggiest idea where the framework was found.

Noah practically shouted on little one, "Are you out of your mind? Sky element never goes with any other one, it can severely damage your tissues and you went there over and over?" Lucious suddenly felt like crawling into a hole and not coming out forever and ever, but he gathered the last ounce of his courage and said, "B-But mother said it will make me powerful!" Noah grabbed him by his forearm and asked, "How many times you went there?" Lucious tried to get out of his grip but it didn't affect Noah. His grip was gentle yet a steel one. When Lucious couldn't get out Noah gave him a death glare and Lucious said, "E-Everyday a-after that incident?"

"You are my fated Luna, Lyra; your saliva is the only antidote I require." "Your broken legs," I gasped, my core tightening into a sudden, throbbing wetness as the massive heat of his muscular thighs pressed against my small bottom. "The pressure will aggravate your old wounds." "Sit still, little wolf," he growled against my ear, his large hand sliding up my thigh to hold me firmly against his cock, his possessive scent entirely paralyzing my psychic defenses. I placed my small hand against his knee, the deadened muscle beneath the heavy fabric sending a pang of grief through my wolf. "Do you truly feel nothing here? Does the loss of your commander status make you hate the dawn?"

The ability had transferred successfully, which meant Perry was truly dead. Ray examined the newly acquired power for a moment. Perry's ability level actually wasn't that high—only around five hundred units. Even accounting for loss during absorption, it probably hadn't exceeded six or seven hundred at most. Yet such a minor figure, someone with fewer than seven hundred units, had nearly caused trouble for a monster like Ray, who possessed close to sixty thousand units. That was the terrifying part about psychic-type ability users. Their attacks were silent and subtle, like rain soaking into the earth without a sound. They didn't even trigger danger warnings. Truly frightening.

One strong pull from him, and my heart would be in his hand. I would be lifeless. I would be gone from Myra. He will have want he wants. “Does it feel good?” He taunted. He knows he’s won. Even after I’ve taken away all his powers, I still didn’t stood a chance against him. He was still able to overwhelm me. Holy Moon! Why haven’t I thought about this since?! He’s now vulnerable to my psychic attacks! He has no special powers to reflect my attack as well as redirect it.

I have no doubt that she would try, despite being so pregnant. “No. I just… panicked.” My gaze drops to the floor. I can’t look at them when I lie. My family all thinks I don’t like being touched. My shrink even gave it a name—hapheophobia. They think that when I touch somebody I have a panic attack. I wonder what they would think if they knew the truth—that I’m some kind of weird psychic that can read people’s minds when I touch them. Not just read their minds, but I can see into their past and feel their emotions. When I touch somebody for the first time, it’s like a rush of emotions because I’m feeling everything they’ve ever felt in their life all at once. Even though it’s only for a sec

He was confident he could negotiate a deal related to this aquarium for maximum benefit. Fah, a psychologist with a gentle face, was meditating in a quiet room. Since childhood, Fah had a special ability to sense and perceive things others couldn't. She felt the supernatural around her and sometimes sensed the feelings and thoughts of others. When she heard the news about the aquarium and what had happened there, Fah began to feel a strange, abnormal mystical power—a heavy, chaotic energy, as if something was being held captive and waiting to be released. Receiving this invitation only reinforced her feelings. Fah believed this aquarium was connected to psychic powers she couldn't explain, a