Emma Watson Hypnosis Novels & Stories

It would only be more complicated like it was, now. But then, thinking deeper, it seemed like the only solution; to get myself out of this. It was beyond me already, and it seemed this evil wolf spirit was really powerful enough to have manipulated what I should have seen, during the hypnotism session.“Is it going to hurt?” I asked, anxious about what to expect. “I don’t really know, Serena. But I believe you’ll be fine. And I’ll be here, all through, to ensure you’re free from the evil wolf spirit.”

If Gwynne and I were still living together, we would no doubt have continued to have sex every chance we got. When we finally recalled every word from those sessions with the hypnotist, we were just numb. We weren't outraged, as our parents and the doctor were. When the police were called in, we dutifully filled out our statements and signed them. The guy was arrested, and then the full extent of his activities started to come to light. He'd been hypnotizing dozens of female patients over the years. Most of them were like my sister; attractive women who were trying to give up smoking.

Suddenly, he paused and asked Lucas, “You love Serenity a lot, don't you?” Lucas’s expression changed. “When did you start being so nosy?” Wilson continued to ask, “If it's possible to hypnotize you into forgetting your feelings for her, would you be willing to do so?” “What are you trying to say?” “There’s a kind of hypnosis that can make your feelings fade away without losing your memories. Everything will look like a movie to you. You will no longer feel any joys or sorrows toward the memories. Would you go through such a hypnosis?” Wilson asked.

What had they done to my human? Regina appeared calm, in control, and that eased my anxiety a bit. She held Connor’s hand, her expression serious. “He just needs a push, Miles,” she said. “Try taking control while he is under my hypnosis.” Hypnosis? I supposed that explained the vacancy “I-I’m afraid I’m not strong enough.” But what if he didn’t want me anymore? He put up such strong barriers. “You are strong enough. Aren’t you an alpha wolf?” she coaxed. “Cassie needs you. Your pup needs you.”

he reassured her. "Okay." Cynthia still tightly held onto his hand. Mason hesitated for a moment but didn't pull away. Hypnosis required her to relax, and if holding his hand made it easier for her to do so, then he would let her. After all, the explosion from all those years ago had to reach a conclusion as soon as possible. Very quickly, Wilson began the hypnosis. Cynthia gradually relaxed, and her grip on Mason's hand began to slowly loosen as well.

Vivian brought Mia in. "Thank you for coming, Professor Watson.” Having already received Mia's medical records, Professor Watson gestured for her to sit. Mia nervously clasped her hands, face pale, staring at her feet. "Relax," Wang said gently. Mia sat and closed her eyes, still gripping her clothes anxiously. Wang tried hypnosis, which Mia was familiar with from Sarah's sessions. She fell asleep quickly but wouldn't answer any questions. He checked her records in disbelief. "This has never happened before."

After collecting his emotions, he came back and met the doctor, "tell me, doctor, what has happened to my wife and why is she violent only to me?" After going through her test results, the doctor said, "I'm sorry Mr. Flores but your wife seems to be suffering from a rare type of hypnosis. It is a horrible practice that is banned in medicine but someone seems to have hypnotized her. This person is now the one who controls her mind. Since she is acting violently each time she sees you, it means that this person has asked her to treat you so. She is fully under his or her control and will do whatever this person wants.

There was a powerful aura surrounding him, an aura that was both familiar and foreign to Nathan. Ezekiel tossed a contract toward Nathan. “Your wife contacted me two months ago, insisting I perform hypnosis on her.” Seeing Ezekiel’s professional badge, Nathan finally realized this was the globally renowned hypnotist people praised as nearly godlike. But he couldn’t understand—why would Isabella seek hypnosis? As he flipped through the contract Isabella had signed, his werewolf senses picked up a strange energy emanating from the paper. The listed services sent shockwaves through his mind:

Isabella didn’t recognize him. His hawk-like gaze sharpened as it landed on Ezekiel, cutting through the air like a blade. “What did you do to my wife?” he demanded coldly, his tone dark and foreboding. At that moment, his only thought was that Ezekiel had drugged Isabella with hallucinogens or hurt her, causing her mental breakdown. Ezekiel tossed a contract toward Nathan. “Your wife contacted me two months ago, insisting I perform hypnosis on her.” Seeing Ezekiel’s professional badge, Nathan finally realized this was the globally renowned hypnotist people praised as nearly godlike. But he couldn’t understand—why would Isabella seek hypnosis?

Gerald hinted at it two days ago before reluctantly agreeing to discharge me. “If you don't want to do that, we can do something else.” She left her yoga and joined me to gaze at nothing in particular. “What is that? Why did you ask me to bring Katalina’s stuff?” “Have you ever tried hypnosis?” “No.” “Well, I believe you can use hypnosis to rewire your mind.” “Are you a hypnotist?” “No. I had some training. But I am good at self hypnosis. I will teach you. As long as you can use it, you will be able to make it rise again.” She gave my crotch a pointed look.