Hypno Magician Novels & Stories

NOELLE’S POV, The next day I find myself back in the stone circle once again. Wondering what difficulties and challenges I will face today. Donna sits down facing me as usual and I look at her pa-tiently waiting for some instructions. She hesitates for a moment, “I know I said that I could teach you mind magic. And I do know how to open up the mind connection but I am not gift-ed with mind magic myself. Actually, there are only a few who are. King Hades is the most powerful one with being able to teleport visions, make hallucinations, etc. Others who have the gift can do small mind tricks or mind torture but the gift is different for every individu-al.”

Or big problem, I mentally correct myself as I catch a glance at his extra large cock. "Really?" he turns to me excitedly. "You won't tell anyone I'm gay will you?" he pleads. "Never crossed my mind. Your secret is safe as long as you don't tell anyone about the hypnosis. Do you want to try it?" "Sure, yeah... anything," he sighs. "Okay. Sit down and close your eyes. I'm going to hypnotize you and make it so you can get hard anytime you'd like." Dean does as he's told and I take out the transmitter as soon as his eyes are closed.

Zane smiled with good humor and stood on the right of the magician, with me on his left. “This next trick is one I learned straight from the lips of Harry Blackstone himself,” the magician said, and though I could clearly see the werewolf wasn’t old enough, I smiled and nodded. “Many years I studied under him, and this he told me: practice until it becomes boring, then practice until it becomes beautiful! With that, he conjured a little box from seemingly thin air and then, with a little bow, invited me to open it. I did so, then gasped.

Isabella sat in front of Ezekiel, the world’s most renowned hypnotist. But what most people didn't know was that Ezekiel was also a powerful werewolf, a secret he kept hidden behind his calm and professional demeanor. His abilities as a hypnotist were enhanced by his supernatural nature, allowing him to delve deeper into the minds of those he helped. Isabella, unaware of his true identity, presented herself before him, her thin face and sunken eyes, combined with her reverent demeanor, making her look like a devout believer.

Fuschia drummed the table, “Hypnosis is a kind of magic to manipulate human brain. So the victim always obeys when they asked to do something. Like being controlled. Like being a puppet. That's why the wife feels that she slept with her husband even when she isn't.” “Where do you read about hypnosis, Your Highness? I’d like to read it too. If that hypnosis things is so powerful, I think we have to take an extra measure to protect our minds.” “Sorry, I just read it somewhere in the novel book I read.” “Ah, is that so? I see.” There is a glint of disappointment on Elysian face. “Are you sure that there is no magic involve? Maybe magic has evolved all this while human think there are no magic l

I turned my focus inward toward my Source and realized that a wisp of energy had begun filling the emptiness inside me before forming a weak barrier around my organs. Hot damn. So this was the only way for me to recover my lost magic: intimacy with him. I caught the fear and shock in Matteo's eyes and decided to press my advantage. I pounced like a homing missile and grabbed his thighs. He reeled backward, dumbfounded, then stared down at me with a mixture of bewilderment, humiliation, and disgust. "This… This is how low you'd go for money?" I looked up at him, love practically bubbling in my eyes. "Excuse me? Forget money! Letting a manifestation of masculine hotness like you walk free is t

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”

He muttered as he lost the remaining light in his eyes. Dr. David Cameron is a Full-time psychiatrist while a part-time hypnotist. He had the power to hypnotize any human into submission of their memories or secrets for that matter. He does this by having people watch his device that he invented himself called the Hypnotic watch. It doesn't hurt that he was an excellent Nobel prize winner for being the only Doctor to treat more than 900 cases of Depressed patients with mere counseling.

“You know dear, there are still times when Nick regains his sanity. He even cries because he’s suffering. But he also believes that there’s no way to remove whatever’s in him because he was the one who invited it in.” *Enter flashback scene, complete with music* “He told me that since he was so tired from studying, he accepted the offer of one of his classmates who was practicing dark magick. This person had a book that they used for some sort of witchcraft and it’s said to provide anyone with extra energy without having to eat or sleep.” She pauses to add some more biscuits to my plate. I was a hungry girl. I guess, I still am…

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.