Telekinetic Novels & Stories

Zander yelled in my mind. My head jerked to my right and then my left before I saw him. He hung suspended in the air near some oak trees, and he grunted as he struggled against invisible bonds. A young, dark-haired man with a merciless smile stood below him. He wore a suit, which told me he'd been one of Maverick's attackers at the dance. His hand was raised as if he were controlling Zander like a puppeteer. He must be a telekinetic, like Luke. Once he had him in the air, Zander's strength and speed didn't do squat against this guy's powers. Something about him looked familiar.

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.

"You're weak from the feeding. You need to rest and I need to feed you." "How did you open the car door with just a wave of your hand?" I asked as my head lulled back against the seat. "Telekinesis," he whispered. "I can move objects with my mind." He thought for a moment then added, "There's one more thing that you need to know." "Hmm what's that?" I asked, trying to focus. "I can't come in your house," he said, then added, "unless I'm invited." I nodded, understanding. A moment later, we pulled into the driveway of my house. A part of me had wondered if he really knew where I lived, but now that mystery was solved.

“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?” -

Instead, it just watched us, its presence oppressive, filling the air with an unbearable heaviness. I felt my heartbeat quicken. This one wasn’t like the previous creature. This one was stronger, older—more dangerous. Without warning, the creature lunged at us, the ground trembling beneath its feet. I didn’t hesitate. My mind instantly expanded, pulling the telekinetic energy around me like a shield. The air crackled as the force surged toward the incoming attack. The creature’s strike was powerful, but I was faster, redirecting its force with a flick of my wrist.

A small enraged form sprinted straight at the uninformed backside of Skarrgar. Using a pretext to practice some semblance of restraint, I flicked two fingers out and unleashed a continuous stream of eldritch power. It lanced across the chamber in a brilliant azure stripe to cross the onrushing gnat the whelp Jeremy and bodily check his suicide charge. "Ah ah, little one," I said as the telekinetic blast pinned in down, making him as still as a candle flame in the mouth of a roaring furnace. "Did you think to condemn my progeny and walk away unscathed?"

That wasn’t a good sign, “He has to learn how to shut it off before he loses his mind—permanently.” “What?” “People who possess telekinetic powers are still very much people and there’s a limit to what they can tolerate. Bach, however, seems to be overstepping those boundaries further and further because he cannot control himself. I have no idea if his inability to control his powers is a problem caused by inexperience or greed. Either of the options, he doesn’t have time.” “Is there a way to stop it from happening?” “He has to willingly not want to hear them. Telekinesis is sort of a like an addictive drug. You keep pushing the boundaries of your brain to ben

She explained. “Okay.” I said simply, looking at her like ‘What’s next?’ “Let's start with telekinesis.” She started, “Our main focus will be strangulation and object control which refers to the ability to move objects and people using mental force.” She explained, and I listened attentively. “You have heard about that, haven't you?” She asked. “I have,” I replied truthfully. “We'll start with something light,” She said, using her index finger like a wand, and slowly a feather floated in the air until it stopped in front of her.

ask Alex. "This is not an iPod, stupid. This tool is called Electronic Voice Phenomena. Usually used by ghost hunters. This tool is also capable of capturing high frequency waves that cannot be heard by the human ear." Kevin stared in surprise at Alex. "I use it to detect the recording of paranormal events." "Wow! So you truly become a ghost hunter?" "What? No! I just use this tool for just having fun and I don't know if this will be useful for us." Kevin connects the USB cable on the computer, "Actually this tool is not designed to connect directly to the computer, but I design it by self."

Suddenly deafening thunder and dazzling lightning drew in the sky, accompanied by torrential rain and wind that seemed to blow away anyone's home. Everyone was shouting, so I used TeleCom to let everyone know what was happening and calm them down with mental communication. [TeleCome – short for Telepathy Communication; this is one of a kind mogic that the Fantasian use to communicate.] [Fantasian – People live in Mundo da Fantasia.]