Hypno Magician Novels & Stories

After the doctor injected the tranquilizer, Serena slipped back into unconsciousness. Nathan looked over at Blair, full of confusion, "What happened to Madam?" Blair relights a cigarette with an anxious frown, "Do you know about hypnosis?" Nathan doesn't say anything, of course he knows about this one, the top international hypnotist, it is said that he can directly hypnotize a person's memory.

She then agreed that if that was the case, Lady Elizabeth must had lied to him for his own sake. Starvos who stood near them smiled seeing how the young couple had supported and understood each other by communication, something that he thought he lacked with Elizabeth before she left. Mona watched his expression from afar before looking back at Rose. “Although it’s dangerous, we could try looking into your past. It’s a form of magic called hypnotizing.” “Hypnosis?” Rose tilted her head, feeling as though she had heard the term before but couldn’t remember when and what it was. Dominic stared at the woman carefully, his eyes borderline threatening as he needed to make sure whatever hypnosis t

9th master, can we start now? Robin seemed to be preoccupied with thoughts and appeared to not hear what the hypnotist said. He just casually raised his arm. So, the hypnotist played music, lighted special incense and started the psychological session… Half an hour later… An hour later… Two hours later… Hypnosis failed. He, David Swift, had cured numerous complicated cases and was also hired by the world's No. 1 mercenary group "Gods of Dusk" as a top counsellor and psychologist. But now, he began to question his abilities for the millionth time.

Amidst the confusion of both the commentator and the audience, Taleo took the initiative to explain. "When the conditions of sight and hearing are triggered.." *bang!* "..The subconscious mind of the target I set becomes immobilized.." *bang!* "..through two contradictory pre-programmed commands..." *Bang!* "..No matter how strong one's mind is in resisting my visual hypnosis..." *Bang!* "..No one can escape the grasp of my hypnotic resonance. The more you fight it, the deeper it burrows into your mind.." *Bang!* "..until you succumb, becoming a slave under my mental dominion... I call it the Perfect Mesmera."

“A man could well lose his part to her gentle touch!” “Then what have you planned?” Jaecar’s black brows lifted in interest. “I intend to play as unfairly as she.” “How’s that?” “A spell an old friend gave me.” “The mage Commander when he trained you.” “Nay.” Magus shook his head. “We rarely saw him. The one that truly trains is his Second in Command, Hawk. He was my mentor.” “And what spell did he give you?” Magus beamed. “One to melt a woman who’s toyed with you too long. One he wrote for a particular little mage that had been teasing him below the breeches.”

Charlie nodded slightly before he said in a supremely majestic tone, “Luna, can you make sure that you remember and keep whatever I am going to say next in your mind for a lifetime until you die? You can never forget what I am going to say, okay?” Luna had already been completely hypnotized by Charlie, and Charlie’s hypnotism was assisted by spiritual energy. Hence, the intensity of his hypnosis far exceeded the psychological hint that the scumbag had been manipulating her with all this while. Luna hurriedly replied, “Yes, you can give me your orders. I will make sure that I go all out to fulfill it.”

That wasn’t how it worked. Number 3’s situation was another good point to look at. When she resolved herself to never give up any information, Mane used Words of Power to get the words out of her mouth. How was that possible? After all, Words of Power could physically force her to open her mouth, but it couldn’t bring the words out of it. What Mane did was simple really. He used Words of Power to bring up mists and illusions that clouded Number 3’s judgement, and then he was able to successfully hypnotize her. He studied Hypnosis from his 3rd Master – the Spiritualist. And he was pretty good at it. It was just that Number 3’s mind was firm so Mane had to use mists and illusions to disorient

"Okay, I agree. but I will continue to be beside my wife later, “Jacob said with a serious expression. “Of course, I know that. Precisely it would be good if you stay beside your own wife.” ... As promised that night Stanley Rudoff came to Jacob's castle with a tall, middle-aged man. The man named Kenny Helmet is a hypnotherapist who will handle Lucy's problem. Lucy, who has now been laid down on a small bed that looks comfortable, begins her first hypnotherapy session. Not far beside him stood Jacob who actually looked nervous. After making Lucy sleep, now the hypnotherapist begins to enter Lucy's subconscious. trying to make Lucy remember the dark times before she had to end up in her own

He fits them onto his head and the lenses glow with swirling purple light. “That’s not an arcane GoPro, right?” I ask. I’m already uncomfortable with the situation. I don’t need to be recorded and I certainly don’t need the words “royal sex tape” linked to me. Jonah adjusts the dials around the lenses. “They’re going to help me detect the signature of the magician or magicians who cast this.” Nathan carefully doses both the energy drinks, two drops per can, and swirls them around. “Don’t drink that yet,” Jonah warns. “It works fast, and I still need to get a few things set up.”

My brows furrow, “Affinity in what?” “Trans-dimensional magic,” he kicks his feet up onto the cherry-wood coffee table, “It’s a rare gift. Manipulation also seems to be your forte, considering you shed my clothes without a conscious attempt.” “I only opened your shirt!” I’m sure a tomato would envy the redness of my face right about now. He smirks, “I should be careful, next time you might strip me down to my boxers.” “I hate you,” I tell him, lowering my head.