100 Novel(s) Related To Mind Control Stories

“I can see in your soul. A girl who was never loved by friends. A mate who has constantly given her reasons to leave. A mother who outshines her in every way. What do you really have to offer anyone?” A pain shot through my heart as she truly captured my inner demons. “I guess we aren’t that much different. They pushed aside you for a sister. You are mateless and have no friends.” “True, but I have a power that outranks you.” Her eyes squinted. “What power would that be?” “Did you know with possession comes a certain ability for mind-control?” I did not like where this was going. “That is literally the definition.” “Not wrong, but with weak-minded people, it is easy to bounce between them. Make them do things that they might not…. want to do otherwise.”

I ask. “No, but look at this,” he says and begins to play a video. It’s one of those conspiracy theory content creators and I almost tell Frank I‘m not interested right now when something the creator says catches my attention “Our government must have been brainwashed or are under mind control…” they say. “So the rouge Greys are taking control of the country, this is not good. What do you think their end goal is though? It seems like such a big effort just to take control of a country of humans,”

The guard pointed the stun gun at me. Anger filled my veins. I felt the same type of energy I had felt when the people I loved held me down a few minutes before. I felt my mind overpowering theirs, like a computer hacking into another computer. “This is an underground bunker used to isolate and study hybrids,” the guard said in a blank trance. They released me. They seemed to be in a hypnotized state. I put two and two together and tested out this new “mind control” thing. “Now tell me where the hell I am,” I told the third guard.

“When Oakley and I returned to Halian, we met with Sylvia. We wanted to understand how Jack had controlled us—whether it would continue to affect us. She told us that all mind-control stems from obsession. Even the strongest wizards can’t control someone without exploiting their deepest, most suppressed desires.” Jack had said something similar in the garden at House Fox—that he hadn’t controlled them, only given them what they truly wanted. Aiden’s voice grew taut. “When Jack forced me to take the King from you, my mind wasn’t blank. It was filled with one thought: if I succeeded, if the King was gone... maybe you would be mine.” His breath hitched. “I imagined what it would be like to have you.” Shock slammed into me. I stared at him, speechless.

Today was the day I would push my abilities to the limit. Focusing my mind, I delved deep into my mental exercises for mind control. I closed my eyes and let the world around me fall away as I visualized the intricate web of thoughts and emotions that connected all living beings. I envisioned my connection to the bear in front of me and focused on establishing my dominance over its will. With a surge of mental energy, I reached out and ensnared the bear's mind, applying gentle yet firm pressure to bend its will to my own. I could feel the resistance, the raw power of the bear's mind pushing back against mine, but I held on, steadily gaining control.

"She put a hit on that Agatha Silver's head. Since she forgot to say how much she will be willing to pay, I punished her for twelve-hour straight. So, am I hearing correctly that this target's a b*tchy host?" "Yeah. And be careful. She has allies. It's your job to know who they are and what they all can do. Deadline's a week." When the other ended the conversation, the man lay on the soft bed and slept after ordering his AI to make sure no regular person would disturb his rest. On the other hand, the problem with Mind Control was that once they get released from its effects, the victim would still be able to remember perfectly what happened to them and so when Brienne Middleton woke up, she remembered every single detail of the atrocities she did with Mr. Gomez.

Vincent asked calmly. "Fortunately, they are not. Four Alphas from Creek Town and three alphas from Silvergate town" "This is not a coincidence. It can't be," I muttered. "It's mind control," Vincent deadpanned "Mind control. Does that sound familiar to you?" Jared asked, his eyes falling on me. I turned to look at Vincent who was running his fingers through his hair. He appeared tensed and full of thoughts. "Is it popular? I mean, are there other people who have this peculiar ability?" I asked.

he roared once more after the unseen force doubled in might. The sickly man found himself kissing the rubbles below as he was totally incapacitated in a faced down spread-eagled position. His shouts were now finally muffled by the debris that was presented at his gaping mouth. “Is there a way to silence him, Madame Ais? But I don’t want him to die. I just want for him to allow us to enter the sect and perhaps let us become Prime disciples he said earlier.” Maru asked the system. “Affirmative, Maru. The system has a mind control drug that could subdue any being below a level 10 cultivator.” Madame Ais answered.

“What was that?” “Ah, just a little trick that I can do,” Aislen winced, flushing. “It’s nothing really.” “Mind control,” Aaron murmured. “Fascinating and explains… so much about former emissaries.” “M, there’s a whole shit-tonne of problems with doing that,” Bianca ignored Aaron. “Like, just look at this girl,” she gestured to June. “She’s gone all blank faced. And those guys - where are they going? What’s going to happen when they get there? Does this wear off and will they go back to normal? What if it doesn’t wear off?”

I felt exposed, vulnerable, and completely under his control in the middle of the room where millions of dollars were negotiated every day. "Open for me," he commanded. I didn't hesitate. I pulled my legs back, hooking my heels over the edge of the table, exposing myself to the harsh fluorescent lights above. Vincent stepped into the space I’d created, his body a wall of heat. He didn't use finesse. He didn't use a condom. He guided himself to the entrance of my heat and pushed in with a slow, agonizing force that made me cry out, the sound bouncing off the glass walls.

"Clara was very cooperative. She's agreed to play her part." Lucius let out a sigh of relief, a smug light in his eyes. He thought he had everything under control. "Good," he said with a fake smile. "Clara, as long as you're honest, I won't make things difficult for you." Clara nodded frantically, her acting perfect. After they left, I sat alone in my office. The captain of my Shadow Guard reported through our mind link. "My Lady, the target has made contact with the warlock. The exchange will happen tomorrow night."

“By starting small. By figuring out how to feel safe in your body again. One breath at a time. One moment at a time. We’ll use grounding techniques, body scans, and help you notice when you start to drift—and gently bring you back.” I met his gaze. “Will it make the flashbacks stop?” “They might not go away completely,” he said honestly. “But they’ll lose their power. You’ll learn to stay rooted. You’ll find that you’re not back there you’re here, now. You’re safe. And more importantly, you’re in control.” Control. That word used to terrify me because someone else always had it. But when Lane said it, it felt different. Like maybe I could take it back.

With a wave of his hand, he had security drag her out. Hayden's and Selena's bodies were trembling. It was as though they were the ones being hauled away instead. After all, Rebecca's boldness came entirely from the way they treated me. As the farce finally came to an end, the crowd instinctively distanced themselves from Hayden and Selena. At that moment, the private doctor William had called over was already examining the injury on the back of my hand. William crouched down, his eyes fixed on my hand, fists clenching instinctively.

“It’s not a continuation. It’s an escalation.” Damien frowned. “What kind of escalation?” “They’re skipping trials. Going straight to deployment. The model has shifted from individual control to mass influence—behavioral manipulation through neurochemical agents.” “Mind control,” Serena said quietly. “Not the science fiction kind,” Ava corrected. “Subtle. Ads. Messaging. Reinforced compliance. Shaped thoughts, guided instincts. And thanks to what they learned from you... it’s dangerously effective.” She hit a key. A distorted audio file played:

"Gosh, that's amazing!" Renee exclaimed in feigned surprise. "Doesn't that mean it could control humans like puppets?" Beside her, Andre grinned proudly. "You can say that." "That's just stupendous…" Renee nodded, fighting back her emotions as she asked, "How does the mind control work? And can you regain lost memories?" Andre thought about it, but he shook his head. "Erasing memories is like formatting a hard drive. You can't get it back."

“Has he been studying all these books?” I looked at the desk. One book was lying open on his desk. The page it was turned to had a drawing of a person who looked like they were screaming. I continued staring at the opened page. The title at the top of the page said "Vampire Possession and Mind Control." I looked away from the book for a moment, My blood went cold. Had Noah known this might happen? Had he been preparing for it? I tried to look into the book one more time but

I try to blink away the excruciating pain and pause when I feel Victor’s sweaty hands touch each side of my head. He presses into my ears with his palms, staring into my eyes with his hypnotic gaze. Those lips of his move, and then I’m lost, seized by an invisible force. I can’t turn away now. The world is spinning, disappearing before my eyes. My knees weaken, and I wobble forward, suddenly no longer in control of my body. What the hell is his ability? Mindcontrol? God, he is just a more robust version of his father then.

I clenched my fists tightly, trying to escape the control of this magic. "You won't be able to fight, Gin!" said De Comte while licking the skin of Casey's neck with a pair of disgusting-looking wolf fangs. I'm losing control more and more. My anger is really overflowing right now. I mustered all my strength and thoughts to be able to escape from De Comte's mind control trap. Slowly but surely, I could feel my hands moving. I struggled to reach the trigger of the gun I was still holding. Bang! I shot myself in the foot.

"Despite all they did, you still loved them... That is the reason your powers could not possess them." "What?" "During mind-control and possession, a lot of things happen. You get access to the person's mind and thoughts, take control of their body, and possess their will. They become like a doll. At that point, there is this feeling of dominance that always creeps into you. The feeling that you can do just what you want, that crazy bubble of pride and mockery of the person. At that point, you could even ask the person to jump into the sea before realizing it. Your powers know the harm you could cause, so it doesn't go close to the ones you love. It is unable to possess the souls your heart reaches out to."

"Welcome back, Michael. Ruth. I see you're both awake." I struggled against my bonds, but they were too tight. "What did you do to us?" I snarled. Cynthia's father chuckled. "Oh, I just gave you a little something to help you...comply. You see, I've been experimenting with mind control. And I think I've finally perfected it." Ruth's eyes widened in horror. "No," she whispered. "We'll never do what you want." Cynthia's father shrugged. "Oh, I think you will. You see, I've programmed you both to obey me. And soon, you'll do my bidding without even thinking about it."