Superhero Psychic Novels & Stories

Name: Marcus Nelle Age: 30 years old Identity: Hero HA2 Ability: Psychokinetic Additional Identity: Father of 3 little naughty children Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Almighty Heroes’ [His bulky figure and scar face scare most children that admire him but his bulky figure was also the one that can make his enemy lower on his level intimidated. He was a tough guy outside but a soft guy at children inside especially for his naughty children.] The scarred guy bio instantly pop up beside his figure with bold characters and coloured blue, no Heroes could see it, even if a Sotiras will be here, they can’t also see it as the privacy is strictly encrypted.

Miaka smiled as the three boys decided her fate. "I almost wish Eigen were here." "Who is Eigen?" Vrethie asked. She shook her head, not aware she had spoken the words out loud. "yOU Didn't" he replied. "I am the worlds most powerful psychic. A boast - but not one that wasn't completely true. This guy had real power. "It's his eyes," she thought. "All psychics have those same ice blue orbs."

I motion to the couple. Sy steps forward and clears her throat. “One of my abilities is being able to untether a person’s consciousness and send it to the Beyond. I only use it in extreme cases. I did it to Bronx when it was time to unblock Saint. It was the only way to get Saint alone so I could work with him. The Beyond is nothing to trifle with. As soon as Saint was under control, I brought Bronx back and worked with both of them.” “So you have command over it?” I raise my eyebrows. Psyche is more powerful than I originally thought.

On the day of her journey, as she approached the border between Galinia and Santan states, she felt a powerful and familiar psychic force that made her stop in her tracks. During her witchcraft studies, she discovered an unexpected superpower – psychic control. She could sense the psychic fluctuations of every person, and some powerful individuals even had tangible forms of psychic energy. For example, her teacher's psychic energy appeared as a giant oak tree. The psychic force that caught her attention this time was special. It was potent but seemed divided. The girl could sense that this psychic energy had two distinct components, mutually exclusive yet coexisting within the same person. T

” As you can see, he’s a hybrid with super strength and invulnerability. " As for the girl, She calls herself Indigo,” I said. ” She’s a telepath like me! Who apparently can shoot green lightning from her arms! ” " For the record, we didn’t know She could do that last part until now !” Ying yang said. " Wait! Another psychic ?!” Energygrid said. ” No offense Medulla but you guys really need a ” 1-800" number !” ” " Somewhat offended! ” I said to her and lowered my eyebrow. ” But now that we all know what we’re up against, let’s give Rick a hand !”

“I imagine you’d like to know about what happened today…at the city line.” “You bloody well know where our concerns lie!” Aziz growled in the back of my mind as Ares Barbosa was arguably the world's most powerful and dangerous psychokinetic. His abilities ranged from telepathy to extensive telekinetic power. So I would not be surprised if he knew exactly where both my and my counterpart’s root concerns lie.

"Special wolves, as I said, possess many abilities. Some have the ability to control elements, read people's thoughts, have telepathy, or mind link with more than two persons…” Chloe turned to Penelope, placing Penelope's hands in hers and squeezing. "Perhaps you don't even know how powerful you are but one day you'd realize it soon." She sent a wink before releasing her palms. "Wow, Penelope would be our superhero? Luna superhero? That's so cool." Nate said, flashing a smile my way but my expression tightened. I didn't like the sound of that. There was no way I was going to ever let Penelope be a superhero. Her life comes first.

What if we're all monsters? Mom: I love Chris, but not the way I loved David. How can I live with that lie? "Stop thinking so loud!" I clutched my head, feeling like my skull was going to split open. The blue light from my eyes was getting brighter, casting strange shadows on the warehouse walls. Something was building inside me, like pressure in a bottle that was about to explode. *LDavid: Finn, you need to listen to me. The psychic energy you're generating, it's like a beacon. Anyone with enhanced abilities can sense it.

Maybe dying while looking at this beautiful view is not that bad. Warm tears fall like waterfalls from my eyes. This is bad. They make my vision blurry, and I can no longer clearly see the sky. "I just want to die in peace," I mumble. "Who says you can die?" A strong hand grabs mine. "You’re not allowed to die yet." Huh? I shake my head to rid myself of the tears and look up to see who came to ruin my plan. A pair of shining gray orbs meet my brown ones. "Who are you?"

What happened to me being a crazy psycho that he wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole? Shivers wrack through me as I whimper. I drag myself to the bathroom and turn on the hot water. I can feel his phantom touches still on me. Can feel his creepy eyes on me. I step under the water and look down at my figure. Bruises line my hips and the top of my chest. Scratches cover my thighs and calves. But most of all, my insides ache.