Fanfiction Hypnosis Novels & Stories

“Xiana, what on earth is going on? Why do you always end up in these kinds of messes?” I let out a deep sigh, already knowing there was no avoiding this conversation. Margaret wasn’t the type to let things slide, and even though I wished I could be honest with her, I knew I couldn’t. So when lunchtime came, I gave her an explanation—one that was carefully worded, partially true, but mostly a lie. There was no way I could tell her the real reason. No way I could make her understand that I am a Oneiromancer, that I have the ability to slip between realms and witness things that normal humans would never be able to see.

"What do you think you can hold him with? That failing heart of yours, or those pathetic savings?" "He's got a chance to live the good life with me now. You really think he'd choose you, a dead weight?" Vivian's lips trembled for a long moment, until finally she shrieked, breaking down. "You're lying! He could never abandon me!" "He's the one who wants to find a hypnotist to kill you, to cut out your heart and use it to keep me alive. He couldn't possibly love you!" "You're nothing but a walking organ bank. Your whole life, you'll never measure up to me!"

His wolf ears twitched, trying to pick up any clues in Ezekiel’s words. Ezekiel replied, “Do you believe in reincarnation?” Nathan narrowed his hawk - like eyes. “Past lives?” Ezekiel continued, “If you’re willing to undergo hypnosis, I believe you’ll understand why your wife has changed so drastically. But I must warn you—hypnosis can lead to life - altering revelations. You’ll need to be mentally prepared.” Nathan scoffed at the absurdity. “Nonsense.” His wolf instincts told him this was something strange, but his rational mind refused to accept it.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

Like the woman I imagined he wanted. Back in my room, I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled up p**n on my phone, headphones in. The video showed a dominant older man devouring a younger woman. I spread my legs, fingers sliding under the lace to plunge inside myself. Two fingers, then three, thrusting in time with the moans in my ears. I imagined Mason’s voice in my head — *Good girl. Take it for Daddy.* My hips rocked, breasts heaving, the fantasy consuming me. The door clicked shut.

Love that didn’t come with a contract, care that didn’t have conditions and a place where she didn’t have to perform to deserve belonging. She smiled. “Thank you.” The stranger nodded and walked away. Kisha watched him disappear into the crowd. Minutes later, headlights approached. Corey’s car pulled over, he practically jumped out. The moment he saw her, his expression changed.nHe crossed the distance between them. Are you hurt? “No.” Did something happen? “I almost…" She stopped.nCorey immediately noticed the fear in her eyes. What happened? “I almost got hit by a bus.” His face went pale. “What?” He pulled her into his arms. Kisha didn’t resist, instead she buried her face against his che

Her pussy clenched at the thought of what doctor Fernandez had in store for her. Fernandez wasn't a real doctor and neither was the lady that brought her in, a nurse. She met him two days ago in the park when he approached her and told her she looked like someone who needed treatment. She thought he was a creep at first—a lunatic, till he pulled out a small tablet from his laptop bag and showed Christine doctor fetish videos he carried out on ‘fake patients’. Celine could've raised an alarm or embarrassed him publicly, but she was intrigued. She wanted to try it out, as he ensured it had a pleasurable and calming effect on the body.

My pussy clamped down hard on the dildo. No. Stop. That's wrong. But my body didn't listen. The fantasy twisted; Sebastian’s hands instead of Marcus’s, his younger, harder thrusts, his voice younger and rougher while calling me something dirty while mom slept in the next room. Forbidden. Slick and hot. I fucked myself faster. Harder. The vibrator mashed against my clit until stars burst behind my eyelids. “I'm gonna come…fuck daddy… I’m gonna squirt thinking about you…” I didn't say whose name. Didn't want to know.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

It felt like something had torn open within me, like an invisible wound had split open, and something—something vile and cold—was pushing its way to the surface. The air thickened. The light from the candles flickered violently, casting twisted, writhing shadows on the walls. Delphine’s chant grew more frantic, but the power of it was diminishing. I could feel Cassian laughing. It was like a physical force, pressing against my mind, clawing at my thoughts. Lena… you know you want to give in. You can feel it, can’t you? Let go. Let me take over. Let me fill you.