Weird Talents Novels & Stories

I was running late so I had picked out whatever gear and clothes that I found and ended up looking very unprofessional for the task. Katy explained that this was an institute for those with the special ability to use the power of the soul, a rare talent. Such people are characterized by, not fitting among society, outcasted everywhere for their strange character or approach to things, unique traits, or way of thinking. They looked like every other ordinary person, but it was their beautiful way of thinking that set them apart from others. This place was a haven for all those people who had no place to call their home, it was a place for them to relax and be themselves while fostering their l

I asked, my curiosity piqued. Zaylen leaned back in his chair, considering my question. "Well, besides enhanced physical attributes in our wolf forms, some of us possess unique talents. For example, some werewolves have heightened senses of smell or an innate ability to track prey. Others may have talents related to elemental control or even telepathy." My eyes widened with fascination. "Telepathy? That's incredible. Have you ever met a werewolf with that ability?" Zaylen nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, although it's quite rare. Telepathic werewolves often play important roles within our packs, serving as communicators or even mediators during conflicts."

Virzash walked with quick steps, accompanied by the eyes of the krona who almost all looked worried. His face turned red. What is this? “Is that weird? A Double Talent?” Venus immediately asked as soon as Virzash arrived in his chair. Virzash scratched his ears while leaning on the table. His face looked down, avoiding the eyes of other children; junior or senior. “This is a rare Talent,” he said quietly. “I think I got this talent from my third grandmother's inheritance.”

And he has been crushing on me for almost a decade… Super fan-freaking-tastic! It’s not weird at all! This is completely and utterly normal. After all, normal is relative, right? Gah! Who the hell am I even trying to fool?! This is super, to the power of a million, weird! It’s like broccoli in jelly bean flavour… That’s… I really am weird… “This is… awkward.” I thought out loud. Damn! I really am an awkwardness magnet! Out of all the talents that I could have had, why do I have that particular one?!

Luna explained the best way she could. Van was dumbfounded, he was yet to understand all the information he just heard. He just sat there, looking at Luna. "I understand your bewilderment. This information is too much to handle at first." "So you mean, I'm not the only one with a special talent?" Van asked. "Yes. There are people who can cure the sick with a touch of their hand, who can make real sorcery, and maybe many others out there remaining undiscovered. I have a special book for your perusal so you could understand it more thoroughly."

Rahman announces, moving from the window to come across the room and help himself to my iced tea. I scowl at him and poke him in the ribs. " He may be closer to the thruth than he realizes." I tell sanjil with a smile. " All artists seem to be crazy to some extent, it shows in different ways. Some cut off their ears, some turn into hermits. And some, like yours truly." I motion at myself. " Choose to show case their art through irregular and unconventional mediums." Rahman snorts. " Codswallop." He announces.

There is only one reason why the Talent Appraiser Stone could be destroyed, because the person has a talent that cannot be appraise by the Talent Apprasier Stone or in other words, his talent is above violet's! It is possible that a person with Half-Divine Body has a talent beyond violet's, and Xiao Long is also not surprised by this. What surprised him was the happy face of Xue Ruo that when she saw him with a talent that was beyond violet's, it was a bit suspicious. "Hahahah! Heaven bless my sect! Gods does not close his eyes!" The thunder of laughter was heard in the sect's sky. This left the disciples of the sect in commotion and wondering who was laughing to be heard throughout this vas

I hate bats. They fly around me, their wings flapping up a storm that whips at my hair and shirt. The cauldron comes back together and a blink later, the vampire is standing in front of me and there's no sign of the bats. “How do I find out what my talent is?” “You’ll find out by accident like the rest of us.” “I wonder how Aldric found out he could ease others’ pain.” “That’s not his only talent.” “What else can he do?” Lazarus shrugs. “He won’t tell any of us.”

Humans stayed away from us, as we were different, and we stayed away from the humans for they were inferior. Travelling far, we set up our own sanctuaries, areas where we could focus, explore and harness our abilities. This is where the first of the mind talents were identified, telepathy, followed by "dream walking" and "future sight", and a myriad of other talents developed. The first body talents, healing, and shape shifting also sprung into existence. And so thrived the Immortals and our emerging society.

--- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open. Strange. She always kept it shut. And on her bed—folded neatly—was her college ID. She had lost it last week. And somehow... it was back. Her hands trembled as she picked it up. Something was deeply, deeply wrong. Aariz Sheikh Pataudi wasn’t just a guest professor. He wasn’t even just a tenant. He was something else entirely. And she had just invited the devil to walk the halls of her college.