Dark Hypno Novels & Stories

Laynie You know when your asleep but not really? I once took a psychology class in college. I learned a couple of important facts in that class. One, I am not meant to be a psychologist, at all. Second, slow wave sleep is stage three and four of the five stages of sleep. It is in this stage that you find yourself asleep, but when and if your jolted awake by something, you are unsure of your surroundings. You are not sure where you are for a moment, you have no idea how long you were out, and it takes you a second to remember what woke you up. I was definitely in the slow wave stage.

Abuse and depression reached staggering heights when the virus evolved to reach the human species. Ife felt something stirring in her spirit and whatever it was it was extremely dark. She had never felt this type of darkness before. No one felt the pull of it like she did, it was as though she was imagining the whole thing. But she knew that it was real and it was behind the darkness of this virus. It was like it fed on despair and desperation. That had to be it! Something was feeding on the negative intentions and energy released into the realms, something they didn’t know about.

alexander took a sip and smiled at Brenda. "Well, I prefer to be direct and to the point Mr. VonStrudell, I am an anthropologist, and for years I have been dabbling in the world of the paranormal, for me it was very difficult to get here, DarkVille, is a city that is too hidden in the globe, and it requires too much research to get to a place like this." "And what makes you think it's a paranormal city, the fact that it's so dark and cold? In Antarctica there are places like this, or even darker."

Lying flat on the bed, limbs stretched out, he closed his eyes. Rose slipped into her professional tone, her voice gentle and rhythmic as she began the hypnosis guidance. Calvin’s breathing gradually slowed and deepened. The tension in his body began to ease as he drifted closer to sleep. Rose continued her soft, steady narration, the hypnotic words falling from her lips like a lullaby. Under the soft glow of a reading lamp, her handwritten notebook lay open beside her. She hesitated for a long moment, then finally flipped open the title page.

The rain felt like knives lashing across my skin. The wind had been fierce. By then, the drugs had taken effect. The pain was excruciating. It gnawed deep down into my bones. I lay in complete darkness. I was helpless and terrified as heat escaped from my body. It turned out that the myth was true—one relived their whole life at death's door. The past began flashing past in my mind's eye. Just before I lost consciousness, I saw a faint light approaching me.

Arc 28: Deep End The pool is private. Heated. Lit from below, that specific blue-green glow that turns everything underwater into something else entirely. It's midnight and the resort is quiet and I've been in this water for twenty minutes doing things that have nothing to do with swimming. My bikini bottom is pushed to the side. My fingers are working slow circles on my clit and my head is tipped back against the pool edge and my lips are parted and I am completely, selfishly absorbed in my own pleasure in a pool I thought was empty.

Emma was curled up on the living room couch in a loose white tank top and tiny pink cotton shorts that barely covered the curve of her ass, scrolling through her phone while a rom-com played softly in the background. Ryan lounged in the armchair across from her, pretending to play on his own phone. In reality, he had spent the last three weeks perfecting **“HypnoControl”** — a secret app he’d coded in his computer science classes. It used subliminal audio triggers, visual pulsing patterns, and deep-embedded suggestions that could be delivered through any screen or speaker. Once installed and activated, it could rewrite obedience, arousal, and memory in the target’s mind with terrifying preci

“This is what you needed, isn’t it? My cock inside you while you’re still soaked from class.” “Yes… fuck me harder,” she moaned. Her breasts pressed against the desk through her shirt. Her nipples were rock hard and sensitive. Professor Kane reached around and rubbed her clit in fast circles while he pounded into her. The dual stimulation pushed her toward another orgasm quickly. Her legs shook harder. She pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy filled the room.

“Boss promised to release us soon. But your brother might not agree to let us marry.” Celine instantly frowned and started twitching. I placed my hand on her head and started reinforcing her slumber. “Relax deeper, twenty times deeper. You are deeply hypnotized. You can't wake up. Relax. You are in your safehouse. Lucio is with you. Everything is fine. Relax. Be deeply hypnotized. Ten times deeper. Twenty times deeper….” I continued until she was completely relaxed. “Celine, can you hear me.?” “Yes.” “Where are you now?”

Chad nodded and led Suri to the backyard, entering the prepared treatment room. Suri was excited yet nervous. Chad smiled at her and said, "Relax and watch my hand." Despite Chad's reassurance, Suri remained tense. However, as soon as she looked at Chad's hand, she felt a sense of calm wash over her, and her mind went blank. Chad snapped his fingers next to Suri's ear, causing her to lose self-awareness completely. This was the oldest form of hypnosis, also known as psychotherapy. Chad then commanded Suri, "Follow my instructions, undress!"