Brain Lock Novels & Stories

Brooklyn- “To open a mind link with the entire pack, you will need to say what you want to say in your mind and then projected it by mentally grabbing onto the tether that links us all. It isn’t a simple task since some will have blocks up to keep certain people from contacting them. So you will also need to push through the blocks. As far as individual it is similar, except you have to hone in on specific member you want to communicate with.” Eric started to explain, in between bites of his third helping.

“I don’t think I can,” Thea said. “I can make you unconscious by matching the brainwaves, but the coma part of it—being nonreactive to stimulus—is literal damage to the brain. There’s an area that isn’t sending signals to the rest of the brain.” “Can you block that part of the brain?” Alaric said. “Maybe it would have a similar effect.” “I can try. Who wants to go this time?” “I will, Luna,” Channing said.

Now should be the right time to learn how to block my thoughts . "Now where would the fun be baby girl,"Maddox smirks at me obviously reading my thoughts again. "You just have to put up a mental block like a thought of a brick wall ,"his mother answers from behind. "Wow ! That wasn't fun ,"he huffs angrily glaring at his mom . "Don't worry Bloom everything will be fine ,"she smiles encouragingly at me as I giggle at the big baby infront of me . "What happened to my neck do you have an idea ?"my voice chokes up looking at Maddox's mother. She's a healer ,she has to know.

But later, he got tangled up with Lana and left me with nothing but endless pain. I got stuck in such an abyss and helplessly tried to grab everything I could. I wanted to find support to help me stand up. I gave him my support and tried my best to hold him. But instead, I stepped into the mud and got quite miserable. When I eliminated the lovesick part of my brain, I knew very well that I could never get his love again. At the sight of such data, the operating system in my brain started glitching. My eyelashes fluttered as I subconsciously stopped trying to push him away.

Braxton and Winter might have lost their lives there, and the image kept replaying in my mind—both of them submerged, gasping for air, while I desperately tried to reach them. The icy wind gusted around me, sending a sharp chill through my bones as I remembered the moment I received the mindlink. The water had been a dark, turbulent nightmare as I hurried to the scene, adrenaline rushing through my veins. Doctor Rivers' words echoed in my mind, muffled by the panic still clinging to my thoughts. "Braxton might have a slight brain injury." The words hit me hard, a brutal reality check. I could feel the weight of my choices crushing down on me, as relentless as the snowflakes drifting lazily f

Harry broke the silence with a question that had been on his mind since his sister went to the hospital. “What did the doctor say about mom?” Harry asked. The suspense was killing him. “The diagnosis is locked-in syndrome,” Riele told him. "What is locked-in syndrome?" he asked, a worried look on his face. "Locked-in syndrome is a rare neurological disorder where a person becomes unable to move or communicate due to paralysis but remains conscious," Riele explained, her voice filled with sadness. "The brain stem is damaged, which affects the parts of the brain that control movement." “So, is there a chance that mom will recover from this?" Harry asked, his heart sinking at the thought of los

My body shakes so violently that the tea almost spills from the force of it. Okay, that wasn’t fair of me. That wasn’t fair at all, yet I don’t call him back. My voice seems to be stuck in my throat and my brain feels like it’s on lockdown. There’s a buzzing at the back of my head, a deafening buzz and it jumbles my thoughts so bad, my head is filled and my throat is locked up. Instinct takes me to the floor near Roman and I sit there, unable to do anything or think of anything.

Isabella concussed is apparently even more annoying than Isabella without a pathetic, bruisey brain. “Dara, am I brain damaged? Did I tell you that I think I have a concussion?” “You’ve always been brain damaged.” “We’ve gotta change the locks.” “We will.” “Today?” “Probably not.” “Then we’ve gotta do it tomorrow.” “I swear to god—” “But what if—” “Isabella, honey bear, I’m really going to need you to stop talking about things that upset you. We will change the locks and your brains will feel better and everything is going to be fine.”

Her father lowered his gaze, silently crying. The doctor turned to them. “This is trauma-induced memory loss. From the CCTV footage and her fall, I believe she hit her head hard… but that’s not the only cause. This is also emotional.” He turned the monitor toward them. “When the mind experiences something unbearable… it can block it out. Temporarily. Sometimes permanently.” “So she doesn’t remember anything at all?” her father asked. “She remembers her name. That means her core memory is still alive. But right now, everything connected to the trauma—her past, people, even love—it’s locked away.”

Alexis said pouring me a cup of coffee. "Be careful baby. " Breakfast was very nice, I really ate to my utmost satisfaction. After breakfast, we all went to the movies and watched 'Dora and the lost city of gold', the movie was really nice and funny because animals were talking and that didn't make any sense but it felt like what Rosie would like. Through out the movie I felt like I was forgetting something and it kept bothering me because I hardly forgot things that are important and I felt like what I was forgetting was important. My hangover had already gone so I was really happy all day, after the movie we got ice creams and went to the park. When we got there the kids went to play then