Brain Lock Novels & Stories

But he still couldn't remember any thing. It is as if there was a demarcation in his brain that blocked off all the memories from today. Maybe it was the alcohol? His mind quickly worked as fast as it could. Shit! What do I do? What do I do? He wondered in panic, his heartbeat quickening. If she even gets naked right now, I'm hundred percent sure my dick wouldn't even get erect! And when that happens… when that happens… she'll begin to suspect! Oh God!

My jaw was clenched so hard my teeth hurt. The memory didn't have a face. That was the strange thing about it, about all of them. Sometimes I could see the room, feel the air, hear the sounds—the creak of the floor, the particular way breathing sounded in an enclosed space when there were two people and one of them was trying very hard to be quiet—but the face was always blurred, like someone had taken a finger and smudged it out. My brain did that on its own. A protection mechanism, maybe. Or maybe just a way of making something unbearable slightly less so.

I always got the impression that she didn't like me all that much. "Alina, Max seemed to think it's his fault because he is blocking certain things out. His brain isn't allowing him to remember some of the traumatic events that happened and that's completely normal. The brain uses that as a way for the body and mind to cope. It's like the what you can't see can't hurt you kind of rule," Ciana's voice resonated in my mind and I nearly fell off the chair with the amount of shock I felt. She sounded so clearly, almost like she was shouting at me with a microphone held up to her lips. "What's he blocking out?" I thought, letting out a sniffle so people around us wouldn't get suspicious of how qu

" Are you saying that Rissa's memories are not fully back?" Rivero asked , half-staring at the papers in his hands. " Yes, the scan results show that she still has some blood clots in her brain which may affect part of her memories. The last session I had with her before she traveled she confirmed that she kept having these vague memories which I believe that her brain blocked on purpose as a result of brain trauma. " the doctor carefully explained, " Vague memories?" " Yes , which I believe is a severe and lasting emotional shock and pain caused by an extremely upsetting experience or a case of shock , but I believe visiting the places she's been before and the scene of the accident may hel

She felt her breathe stuck, somewhere down her throat that could not escape, just like the air that was forced to stay outside her system. Her hands scraped his wrists, trying their utmost to pull his hand away, but to no avail his hold only became stronger, his wrath only stormier. She saw the black spots before she felt the unconsciousness engulfing her senses.

But my mind was far far from here. "Drive," I said to the driver. "To where ma'am," he asked innocently. "I said drive... just drive!" I yelled at him and immediately he started the car engine and drove. ********after some minutes of driving. "Why did you stop? Do you not understand what I meant when I said JUST DRIVE?" I yelled out of control at the driver and I could see the fear in his face. "Ma'am, I can't move forward any longer. The traffic is really bad." he grumbled.

“We can’t, there are blockers.” “What do you mean blockers?” Kennedy looks at me, but I don’t know what was used either. I know I can force a suppression on a mindlink, but it takes concentration and a lot of energy to make that command because it isn’t natural for us.

"Yes. Lionel hypnotized her to remember that day and she did." "But she says she still does not remember anything now." "That's because hypnosis works on the subconscious state of mind. When she wants to, she will. She is still afraid of that, a little." He told them. "And she saw James?" Someone asked. "No.She heard his voice telling them not to release her yet. And he had someone hypnotize her into forgetting it." "So all that was so he could hurt Beau? Make us be indebted to him for ever?" "Yes and no. He needed the money and that plan to hurt Beau using Robyn was just a plus. He had failed to completely ruin Brian Marks' firm." Colin added.

One moment, it was just a slightly uncomfortable feeling while she sorted out my memories and the next; it felt like my skull was being crushed. "Your memories are blocked," Mnemosyne heaved out. Well, I already knew it. My memories were blocked and I couldn't remember anything from my past. That was what this was all about, right? Seeing my dubious expression, Mnemosyne gave out a sigh. "My powers only work if the memory block is natural. Like caused from an accident or trauma. Yours is not a natural memory block," she said. "What do you mean?" I asked her with confusion. "There is some force blocking your memory. Something magical. You didn't lose your memory by natural means. So, the barr

Briar asked, truly shocked. “You don’t know about your twin’s dark family secret, do you? Or what your parents have kept from you since birth?” Misha asked innocently. “What are you talking about? What family secret?” she asked, the hair on the back of her neck stand on edge. “Have you been remembering things from your past that don’t fit in with the regular memories of your life?” Misha asked. “Yeah. I get migraines and panic attacks often, to the point where I lose time and black out. It’s just stress, or so I thought.” Briar babbled.