Bullied Revenge Hypnosis Novels & Stories

Renee. I took off my seatbelt and grabbed the wheel, trying to slow her down so the cops could catch up to us. God! She was strong. She hit me multiple times across my face but I still held on to the wheel, turning it in a different direction. When I knew I couldn't overpower her by strength, I had to use the one thing unique to me. My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it.

In an instant, a murderous glint flickered in my eyes. Noticing the violence in my stare, Jared rubbed the back of his head and lifted both palms in surrender. "Look," he paused, letting out a sigh. "I can't do another session. Hypnosis isn't some fucking therapy session. We're even lucky it was sucessful. If I proceed with another session Her body won't withstand it. Another session could kill her." "What do you mean kill her?" I frowned. "She was resisting initially. Her brain could resist further, tampering and causing memories to return in violent, chaotic flashes, triggering seizures or even worse—psychosis." The old man informed me as I stepped forward furious.

revenge. Six months after he was fired, the drug was ready. The drug had been modified to change the moral fibre of a person...in reality, it shifted the decision making of the individual to the low standards they had while drunk...but with even more psychological manipulation: -the person couldn't lie (like in that Jim Carrey movie 'Liar Liar') -the person's body would feel the need to obey even though their conscious mind would argue against such obedience -the person's sexual libido would increase substantially, the part he had really formulated, as part of his master plan to get revenge on not only that bitch Sarah, but others who have treated him poorly over the years.

I don’t really remember her going to school, or maybe I was too little when she did. "I know you hate me because you think I have done everything wrong to you, but trust me, I didn’t," I said that, but my voice cracked at the end because technically my wolf did do it. The confusing part was that Mr. Holt has used hypnosis very cleverly. He used it to make me look like I was controlling him. He made me do things, which in turn made me look like a controller.

“Briella! Even if I die, I won’t forgive you! You think you’re so great?! Stand at the top all you want—what’s the point?! What you’ve lost… you’ll never get it back! If you’re so powerful, become a god! Bring Kai back to life! Uncover all the secrets! Can you do that?! Hahahahaha…” Briella didn’t even pause. She turned on her heel and walked away. She parked in the underground garage, leaning against the steering wheel, breathing heavily—the side effects of the hypnosis had finally hit her. Clutching her chest, she staggered into her room. Fingerprint unlocked, she opened a drawer and rummaged through until she found a small medicine bottle. She downed one pill. Relief came quickly. Her bre

She had always wanted to find out and that desire didn’t change a bit. A few weeks when she began to train, she would cry while using a punching bag. Then at some point she wouldn’t be able to control the urge to kill. She would let the will to revenge take control of her. Until her instructor, Scot finally noticed. He would beat her up making sure she would never be able to stand. He would say in her ears to never let revenge take control of her. She would get hit but still get up again. It was a sort of psychological punishment but she knew it worked well. One would think it was cruel but she knew well enough, that he was able to pull her back from her killing spree whenever it happened.

the night before. Yet Aurora did not fire her. Did not reprimand her. Did not punish her in any way. Because to Aurora… Mistakes were not meant to be punished. They were meant to be used. “Bring them,” Aurora said softly. One of the nannies nodded, carefully carrying Aurora’s baby. The other… carried Lily’s baby. Aurora glanced briefly at the infant. Her expression remained cold. But her eyes… shifted slightly. There was no hatred there. Because Aurora would never use a baby as a tool for revenge.

The same love I kept on denying and calling it friendship and pushed him away? Theo looked at him with patient eyes, waiting for me to speak up.. When I didn't, he just held me tighter.. I sighed feeling his warmth.. We'll see what happens next.. But I can't lie to him and hurt him anymore.. "I am reborned.. I know it sounds crazy but it's true.. " I felt him stop breathing for a moment before kissed the back of my head for me to continue.. "I already lived my life and saw my tragic end.. And also saw the people who caused it.. I was too naive to not see through their intentions.. But this time, I won't be this naive.. I'll take revenge from them.. I'll make them pay heavily.. "

Suffer just like they had made his daughter suffer. Lúis couldn't believe it when the doctor told him what they had done to his daughter. Inverse hypnotherapy! They had fvcking wiped all memories of him away from her head. They had wiped away the happy memories all three of 'em had shared. And like Larry's son had said.. They had sold her off to prostitution, his daughter had fvcked men since she was thirteen, both young and old because of them.

How is he any different from a thug? [That's right. No wonder Ange was bullied so badly.] [Someone call the police! Arrest this vicious man!] After reading the comments, I smiled and turned to Angelo. "I bullied you?" Angelo, emboldened by his account's following, retorted self-righteously, "You purposely made me lose the competition, threw your weight around, and even stole my meals!" I waved at my men, and the videos I had prepared were released. There were clips of me buying a piano in the shop and footage of classmates filming Angelo and me fighting over lunch. The stark contrast between my bland, boiled broccoli and his fancy pork ribs was undeniable.