Novel & Cerita Telekinesis Quirk

Noreen said with a frown. "But he couldn't do it with the coin I deliberately threw to the other side of the field," Thiery said. Thiery handed the iPad to Noreen. "I did some research, and they call it telekinesis. That means our son might have such powerful mind powers that he can control things without even touching them." Noreen felt goosebumps rise on the back of her neck. "How is that possible? I've never even noticed him doing anything like that."

She handed the book to Kai and he opened to the first page. Telekinesis: The ability to move objects with only your mind. This is a semi-rare ability amongst wolves. We have encountered a few in our time as well as heard of maybe twenty to thirty from our ancestors. It has been observed that the subject takes a lot of time and patience to learn how to successfully move objects. The downside to this ability: While learning, sometimes the subject moves items without intention. This can cause bodily harm to themselves or other wolves close to them. “That’s kind of amazing,” Maleigha whispered. The awe in her voice was unmistakeable.

CLAIRE's POV I sat cross-legged on my bed, surrounded by stacks of books and parchment scrolls, which I had fished from the library. The room was silent except for the occasional rustle of pages as I delved deeper into my father's clan history. The more I read, the more fascinated I became with their powers. My father's clan had the ability to move objects with their minds. It was called telekinesis, and it allowed them to manipulate the world around them in ways that were almost unimaginable. They could lift heavy objects, move things without touching them, and even fly through the air with ease.

I asked, a bit hesitant. But Silver's gaze turned almost sad as she shook her head, leaving me with a sense of disappointment. "According to what I just read in the earlier chapter…Silver Breeders can be differentiated into two kinds: telekinetic and telepathic." Silver explained the complex labyrinths of my existence. "A telekinetic is someone who can harness the power of the moon to do certain things like produce blue flames and move things with their mind, or certain spells that require a physical manifestation of their powers."

They must’ve been the brave few who dared disobey the notice I put out. Releasing my hold on my magic, I let it sweep across the floor. Since my affinity was telekinesis I could move most things with my mind. I felt them around me, like a sixth sense. They still had to be within my line of sight though. I had tried moving things I couldn’t see, and it just wasn’t possible without a spell. My magic clipped the first woman on the shoulder and sent her tumbling into her friend. They both went sprawling into a group of males and were lost within the chaos.

Maybe because they had never met before. "He was the one who blew up the car, making it lose control which then got it crashed into the rail," Dom explained. "What is he?" The word 'who' did not seem to be appropriate, to be used in this sentence. “His ability is telekinesis, where he can move objects without touching them.” Dom held out his hand, making a waving motion so Mila could walk first. They could discuss this as they walked because time was essential now. “Wow,” Mila mumbled quietly, again amazed at the abilities of these creatures. “Awesome.”

It was still standing, still resisting, its power fighting back like a roaring storm. But I had a plan. I couldn’t hold back anymore. --- With every ounce of my energy, I focused on the creature’s weakness. I pulled, twisted, and pushed with everything I had, my telekinesis flaring with raw force. I could feel the energy in my chest tightening as I drew on every reserve I had. “Minseok,” I gasped, “now! Do it now!”

Every inch of me is burning. “Her ability is fascinating,” he continues with cold amusement. “The power to manipulate the minds and bodies of others through telekinesis. A rare gift, don’t you think? It only took a small amount of her blood to unlock it. You should be proud.” He raises his hand, and my body lifts off the ground without him touching me. His fingers close into a fist, and I feel my ribs crack inside me. The agony spreads through my chest like fire. I can taste blood in my mouth, but I refuse to scream.

“They? I heard you use that term before when we talked about this poltergeist thing. What do you mean?” “Yes, they. They are almost like a beehive, but in this case, they are cognitive energy that has telekinetic abilities.” “Do they increase electromagnetic fields?” “They do. Why do you ask?” -

I explain about how it appeared that the rogues were under a spell that only made them attack Ward and how the pulse that I emitted from my body seemed to be the only thing that stopped the majority of the fighting. The doctor quietly writes down his notes as he listens to my story. There is no judgment on his face when I talk about all of the lives that I took before and after I entered the battle. The doctor taps his pen against his chin when I finish my story and I can tell that he is deep in thought. "Have you ever heard of electrokinesis?" The doctor finally asks me. I shake my head no, and the doctor leans back in his seat. "It is the ability to send out an electric pulse that inter