Dark Hypno Novels & Stories

Until I let myself drown into the depths of darkness. Hours passed when an ear-shattering silence dominated. Until I heard a beautiful and soft voice, it was like calling me and telling me to open my eyes, “Wake up. It’s time, Hyno Drelan.” I opened my two keen-black eyes. Because of how long it took before I opened my eyes, my vision was still a bit blurry.

With all these distractions it would have been difficult to fall asleep, but Kylie knew that she could turn this off at will. “Deep breaths,” she inhaled slowly and reminded herself. This was what Davies had taught her when they were still at Levity. Due to the fact that she was still new to this world, she wasn’t able to easily switch in and out of this hypersensitive state without using all of her concentration. She exhaled slowly after each inhalation and slowly closed herself off to the world. Soon she couldn’t see the ant nor hear the sound of the crickets anymore.

The chill seeped to her bones. "Truly… there's nothing at all that can be done?" she asked. Uriah shook his head. "I lived with the Ferrero family for six months, observing the onset of their illnesses. From my studies, hypnosis is the most effective way to alleviate it—but only to relieve symptoms. It cannot cure the root cause. If even hypnosis fails, then it is truly beyond medicine." Sharon's hand trembled, spilling a few drops of tea from her cup.

As I closed my eyes he began to speak. “Take a deep breath through your nose, hold it for a moment, and then exhale fully. As you exhale, allow your mind to become blank and serene. Push all your angst and worries away as you take another deep breath. Exhale fully again. As you take your next breath relax into your position, let the world slip away from your body. Keep taking deep, even breaths, relaxing more and more each time you exhale. Allow your breaths to even out to a more normal pace as you slip deeper and deeper into the blackness of your mind. Now, in this moment of blissful relaxation, put a tally in your mind for four hours, see if you can estimate it in your minds eye. After you

That thick meaty king's prick shoves deep inside her. That dominant right hand comes down on the back of Bethah. The elf woman begins to moan from the relentless thrust that surges through her. She can feel that appendage dig down to her deepest caverns and penetrate her womb which forces those moans to become heavy and louder, carrying out within the room that both shared. Malakai's nails dig down into her flesh, so deep that her elven blood begins to drip down upon her sides. Though pleasure is the first thing on her mind, the king had another idea for her though he would deliver on what she craved. With every thrust of his hips that pleasure he gives dives to a whole new level. The hand o

His heavy breathing brushed over my neck, telling me he was enjoying it as much as I was. “I need more,” he said with a raspy, strangled voice. “More?” I questioned, my brain muddled with ecstasy. “More. Deeper. Harder.” He pushed me to my back and came over the top of me. He pushed the blankets out of his way and ran a hand down my chest. His eyes were that beautiful dark blue that always happened when he was turned on. I watched him stare at my body, running his hands over the curves before dropping a kiss to one nipple, then the other.

I turn to see his metallic green eyes staring at me. "Do you want to know my inspiring survival story? My dad, the ultimate superhero, beat, starved, and terrorized me. I was so traumatized that I'd flinch at the mere mention of his name. But then, I had an epiphany – I realized he was just a pathetic excuse for a human being. And voilà! No nightmares, no screaming for Mommy. I'm basically a self-made therapist." He pauses and I don't fail to notice the smile on his face as he says those words.

a groan escape in their lips when the transporting spell was cast and they are successfully got into the tall building “Now, now! I helped you! So, you’ll return the favor! Come! Come!” the crazy demon laugh and didn’t allow them to recover the side effect of the transporting spell. He again, levitate them while dragging them to wherever he wants “Imma tour you in this building. You know, in our short time here… I always find some things that get my curiosity. Do you know this? This? I call it… harpie!” he throws the pencil and drags them again to another room “this room… I call it, guess the name! guess it!” the big man laugh and shake one of them

The whole thing looked very empty, but I was getting a little woozy from lack of blood. I set some beers in the circle then stood at the circle's edge. "I, Kira Hatfield, summon a demon." I paused. It sounded so absurd, but that is exactly what I wanted. "Any demon. I can give you a bit of my energy and free rein on the Earth for..." I paused in thought. "Ten minutes. I offer up alcohol for your delight. Please, I beg you, grant me your presence. I will let you drink beer and wreak havoc on this bar."

Faith's Pov: I woke with a gasp, my chest tight as if I had just run a marathon in my sleep. The nightmares were relentless, plaguing my every dream. I hadn’t had a peaceful night’s sleep since I was a child. Every time I tried to close my eyes, I was pulled into a nightmare that felt too real, too vivid. I blinked rapidly, my gaze falling to the alarm clock next to my bed. Three in the morning. Of course. I groaned in frustration, flopping back down onto my pillow, my body a tangled mess of frustration and exhaustion.