Hypno Novels & Stories

One problem, nothing happened. “Crap,” He whispered For a second, he thought the only way he could do any magic was to have Megan with him, anchoring him down but he had to make the spell work on his own. His ego swelled as he redid the spell knowing that was either going to make him or break him. He knew that he needed the practice so, with his right hand, he pointed at each candle watching as the smoke wafted around each candle drifting toward the ceiling.

“But your work—” “My work is dedicated to helping people who want to remember. Who are ready to face it and work through it,” she said. “Not forcing trauma to the forefront before they are ready.” She looked at me. “You endangered your life with this. You understand that. I’m not going to lecture you, but I’m going to tell you that hypnosis, especially self-hypnosis, is a mixed bag of tricks. Like dream analysis.” I drew back, a bit crestfallen. “Really?”

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

Jacob answered. “However, what I want to ask here, did you erase some memories from my wife so that she forgot about them?” Jacob asked curiously. “Not erasing, but rather helping your wife to forget memories that are painful to remember. Hypnotherapy is a healing system for patients who have depression and also bad memories that they want to forget because they may be too painful to remember, causing lasting trauma and I do the same for your wife, Mr. Hayden,” Kenny explained. “Then will it have any impact on her in the future?”

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.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓝𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻: 𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘’𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰… Then it shows typing and another line of message appears.

"You will have the world if you are mine, Sarah." * The following day, Sarah found herself in a serene room, soft music playing in the background. A certified hypnotherapist, introduced by Xander, sat across from her. "Are you comfortable?" the therapist asked in a soothing voice that sounded like a melody. "Yes," Sarah replied, though her hands fidgeted in her lap. "We'll start with some relaxation techniques. Remember, you're in control at all times." Sarah nodded, closing her eyes as instructed. The therapist's voice guided her through deep breathing exercises, gradually leading her into a state of deep relaxation.

It adapted to her heat, throbbing deeper with every moment she refused climax. “Touch yourself,” Heyworth commanded. She whimpered. “I can’t. I’m bound—” His voice was molten sin. “Use your mind. Think about me. Think about my tongue dragging over every inch of your trembling skin. Imagine these claws around your throat as you beg to come.” Silvia cried out, back arching, pleasure hot and unbearable. The device pulsed harder, now drawing small gasps from her lips. Heyworth was still watching, unmoved. Or so she thought until she saw the thick bulge pressing hard beneath his leather.

His breathing was uneven, and his eyes were fixed on a single point beyond the ceiling, purposely avoiding Aria's gaze. Across from him were Dr. Jason, Aria, and Dr. Anthony, a renowned psychiatrist who is a master of hypnosis. After his talk with Aria, Kayden called his friend, Dr. Jason, and told him he wanted someone to conduct hypnosis on him. Dr. Jason recommended Dr. Anthony; he had responded immediately. Despite his busy schedule, knowing the person involved, Dr. Anthony had arrived promptly and had gotten to work. “Promise me that no matter what happens, you won’t stop the process until the very end,” Kayden told Dr. Ant