The Darkest Minds Power Novels & Stories

She had received Darkous’ ability to reach into others minds, she had become telekinetic. Elika gasped suddenly, letting go of her father. The shock hitting her system like a knife to the gut, no, the thoughts weren’t her own at all. They were his, the one her people called the dark lord behind closed doors. She was in his mind, the mind of the immortal so feared that his name was only spoken in whispers. Darkous ... She was reading the mind of her uncle. Elika gasped again as her brothers rushed to her side, he was there. She could feel and now sense him, his blackened soul taunting at her mind. Daring her to scream.

The weight of the Heart’s power still lingered inside her, a constant reminder of the darkness that was just a step away from consuming her. Her dreams had become more vivid and unsettling. In one particularly intense vision, she saw herself standing at the center of a vast, shadowy landscape. The Heart was pulsing with dark energy, its magic more intoxicating than ever. It whispered to her, promising power, control, and the ability to end the war. But as the vision grew clearer, Elena saw something she hadn’t expected: herself, standing on the edge of the darkness, her eyes blackened, her soul consumed by the very force she had fought against.

But but I didn't see any of that I mean well everyone knows I can read anyone's mind from their eyes but I didn't find any of what you're saying about all I saw was what happened in front of me rhodri surprised; Wow, you read minds, that's really cool, so this is how I knew my identity and being the daughter of the High Priest of Light, well, Shivi definitely knew about your ability, otherwise I would have been able to stop him. Maxmus quietly; This is a power among the powers of the damned. They can know who has the advantage of reading thoughts, and he certainly knew that since he saw you. They can also hide from you what they want of thoughts and make you see only what they want you to se

I asked, and Ryssa nodded. "At first, I thought they were a result of the trauma she went through. But, while I investigated the children of darkness, I learned that they have the ability to control minds and weave dark thoughts. They are masterminds when it comes to driving their enemies crazy by infesting their sleep with nightmares," she explained, and I sighed, rubbing my forehead. It appeared that the barrier I'd placed in Kiara's mind didn't stand a chance against Alarok. If he was that powerful, he needed to be stopped.

Darkness was a huge part of that. If Damonq could discredit him and cause doubt among his followers, it would be all to the good. Amelia’s body convulsed again, this time a long, violent seizure. The bursts of electricity aided Damonq in finding Darkness’s sliver as it skittered up the brain, looking to slither into the bloodstream. He pinned it down with a concentrated flow of white-hot light, refusing to allow it to get away. Another section incinerated and dropped off, turning to ash. Darkness howled with pain and rage.

Zae tried to get Alester to reveal himself. The witch of the group was casting a boosting spell on her group. It'll make their healing faster and their muscles stronger. The dark elf began to cast her own magic, trying to dig her way into my mind. I guess Alester told her to focus on me during this fight. "Ember, you're the strongest at entering minds. You'll have to have a mental battle with the dark elf." I told her.

If it did, I shook my head, I’d have a whole different problem. Instead of answering, Clara smiled and the windows went dark. Everyone but the witches jumped. The room was covered in darkness. “Yes,” Clara said, her eyes twinkling as she held Jake’s attention. “The darkness chose me. It’s a reactive type of power, meaning it reacts to what I wish. The darkness doesn’t have to obey me but it chooses to listen to me. If I don’t want something, it won’t react. If I want something, it does it, it won’t do anything I don’t want. For example, when I’m sleeping, it won’t do anything. There have been times when I’ll have a nightmare and it’ll do what I want. It’s attached to my mind.”

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 59 ***** Sanctify saw herself in a dark forest with loud chippings and horrifying sounds which became louder at every step she took. Surprisingly she wasn't fazed or scared about anything as she boldly walked with a particular sense of direction and blood lust taking over her. What's working with her? She couldn't tell, it was as if she was being hypnotized with a force that can't be denied as she went nearer to her prey, a sharp dagger in her left hand as her long dark clothes danced freely from the impact of the air.

I could feel Xander's hand on my knee, giving a light squeeze. I nodded quietly at the elderly man waiting for my approval. Without a second wasted, I felt a sharp nail at the back of my neck and winced slightly in pain just as Vetino’s words flooded back inside my mind like a repeated memory. I was already informed of the gift one of the lawkers is blessed with. The power to relive someone else’s memory. Even though it felt like minutes, it was hardly a few seconds when he took his hand off and shared a mere glance toward the Alpha.

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"