The Power Of Unwavering Focus Novels & Stories

She queried. Had she forgotten that she told me once about the power of vision? Could those abilities help me fight my enemies? Or she was only pretending not to know? I wasn't sure she knew about this thing, and she might just be testing me to see if I would tell her the truth or not. "Nothing, let's just forget about it. I'm only concerned with doing what you told me to do. My focus helped me to make impossible things become possible. That's my secret."

His words are a boon to my memory. ‘I’m not powerless anymore.’ I had told him that. Now it was time to prove it. I reach out for our bond. Desperate. Hoping. His relief and love are like winter rain. Cool against the fire eating at me. It clears my head some. Mr. Holder’s own advice comes back to me. ‘Turn your attention to your bond. Any connection you feel. Focus on the love…it will be the thing that activates your powers.’

Still the person I loved more than political inheritance or strategic advantage. "Focus on me," I said. "Not the magic, not the threat, not anything except my voice. We're going to release this power slowly. Safely. Without anyone dying." "I don't know how." "Yes, you do. Your father taught you control. I'm just reminding you that control exists even when power feels overwhelming." Miranda's hands found mine through the magic storm. The contact anchored her, gave her something solid to focus on while reality screamed around us. "Together," I said. "On three. One... two... three."

Well, I could focus on my senses when I was with Califf, even when I hadn’t met him. “That’s your problem to solve. Emotions can be a triggering factor, but I want you to focus on your own self and the center of your energy. Meditate well, Shadow. That’s how you can dominate your gift. Everything around us can be the source of our power. When your mind is focused, that’s when you can visualize you’re the power in you.” “It’s just—” “A lot is going on. I get it. When you come to learn something, I want you to leave your baggage behind. I don’t have time for bullshit. I want your 100% focus because I also have life. I teach Aira, and I have a coven job.”

‘’Niru, I already placed them inside’’ ‘’The power in me can wreck this whole place into nothingness… I have to learn that power… for me to reach that, I have to… maintain a focused mind. For the people… for the days that are coming ahead… I have to…’’ SHHHHKKKK- An arrow pierced Niru while he was about to pull out an attack to instantly drove the attacking soldiers. His focus was broken into a feeling of agony, disrupting the distortion into taking effect; and bringing forth normality unto the unearthly scenery that the distortion has made.

“Focus. You’re letting your mind wander.” I grind my teeth, forcing myself to concentrate. I focus on the feel of the wind, the warmth of the sun, and the pulse of power that I know is there, waiting to be summoned. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and try to do as she says. I first remember how the scepter looked before imagining it in my hand. Its weight in my hand, the feel of it and the power I could feel in it that first time I held it. I can almost feel it—the power, the strength—like it’s just within reach. But every time I get close, the image of Alec’s face bursts through my concentration, shattering my focus.

Something like approval flashed past his eyes and then he moved aside. The gun was sitting atop a tree stump. “Do you remember what I told you yesterday? Pick it up and fire a shot.” This time, he wasn't breathing down my neck or clouding my senses with his scent and that allowed me to concentrate. Clearing my mind of everything, I focused on the target, balancing the weight of the gone throughout my body. I had once read somewhere that focusing on someone or something helps give you tunnel so instead of looking at the target, I envisioned someone in its stead.

I could not let Sebastian, or any memory of him, distract me from this mission. The room was silent, each Alpha hanging on my every word. I spoke of unity, of strength, and of the plan to protect our people from the dangers that threatened us. With each sentence, I felt my determination growing. I reminded myself that my purpose was clear and that I owed it to those who looked to me for leadership to stay focused.

Ethan asked "We continue the training, I try to focus my mind on the need to protect the ones I love and the need to save the world." I stood up, stretched my hands, sighted my fingers, took in a deep breath and closed my eyes; I focused everything inside of me on the need for protection. I stretched my hands towards the chair I tried to lift before, I tried once nothing happened, I tried a second time nothing happened "Come on come on" I muttered

But powerful. He raises his hand, and energy flows from his mark into his palm. Controlled. Precise. Beautiful. "This is what mastery looks like," he says. "Not raw power. Refined power." "How do I learn that?" "Practice. Meditation. And accepting that you can't do it alone." He disperses the energy. "You need to stop trying to be invulnerable. Stop trying to carry everything yourself. That's what's making you unstable." His words hit harder than they should.