Hypnosis Fanfic Novels & Stories

Within moments, it was over, the whimpering beast sliding off of her, and she off of it, the knife clattering to the floor, a coda. The hole Dianna had managed to inflict upon herself during the struggle was in the abdomen, very near the spot where I had plunged the knife into the man who would become for me, for Felicia, for whoever wanted to play the game, the elephant man. In the end only Kristin had been undeceived, though she’d tried. Tried so very hard. I don’t know whether it was the thought of her or the experience of Dianna’s face as its eyes turned from ice-blue to brown, its agonized expression to an advised one, that caused me to suddenly awaken from my hypnosis, realizing what I

I have to attain the zen calm to bewitch him completely, drawing on the moon’s power to overwhelm him. The few times Blaise has visited me during the day have proven much harder to practice my hypnosis, and I’m grateful he mostly seeks to slake his lust at night. I do it all without saying a word, subliminally pulling his consciousness towards my own and smothering the unpleasant sensation of connecting with such a heartless being.

"So, Aloha, have you made a decision about my proposal? Shall we officially become friends?" Aloha's response was cut short as George drew her closer, his gaze locked onto hers, a glimmer of desire shining through. In that moment, Aloha's whiff wafted toward George, triggering an instinctual reaction. He couldn't resist using his vampire powers to hypnotize her, to bend her will to his. "Follow me to my room," George commanded, his voice laced with a mesmerizing charm. Instantly, Aloha found herself under his spell, her every thought and action dictated by his influence. She obediently followed him, unaware of the darkness that awaited her in his chambers.

The dean also explained to me that she was sending students to see a hypnotherapist, who had succeeded in hypnotizing them into forgetting all about their encounters with shifters. But now, I was realizing that there was one student who couldn’t be hypnotized… Nina. I put my number in her phone and took her home after that. It was hard for me to watch her walk away; she looked so sexy in her blue waitress uniform, and I just wanted to finish what we started in the locker room, but now was not the time. Not only did I promise the dean I would investigate the sudden influx of shifters on campus, but I was curious now about why the hypnotherapy didn’t work on Nina when it worked on everyone els

She asked her with a mocking smile on her face as she locked the door behind her. "This is a joke; he is joking; this is a..." Before she could finish her statement, Ella interrupted her. "Hypnosis? Yes, it is hypnosis. I have had the love of your life undergo certain procedures that’ll make him mine, and now his brain has become so damaged that he thinks that I’m his love." She said that, and the moment she said that, Kathryn raised her hand to slap her, but then Ella caught it. "You’re a monster!" She yelled, and Ella chuckled.

He tilted his head into the movement, showing the curve of his neck, the warmth of his skin so close to mine it was almost too much to bear. A part of me yelled to stop, to keep the distance I had promised myself, but another part—bigger, louder—was captivated. I could feel my own heart beat faster, my body responding to the quiet signals, the silent plea coming from him. This was no longer casual. It wasn't something I could choose. Feeding him had become a constant thing, a living rhythm between us, and I was already hooked.

The sweet scent of her arousal drove him wild. Unexpectedly, he threw her upward, and her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach. ‘STOP!!!’ Thor screamed, pushing past his barrier as the life of his Luna flashed before him. author's note: Chapter 3 will be the last on this story. The next is on a doctor and patient fetish. Imagine your crush being your gynecologist. You've fantasized about stripping before him, spreading those sexy slutty thighs, and showing him how good you are with instructions. Years later, he turns out to be your doctor, and he gives you one simple command: open your legs.

He dropped you to your knees, his dark eyes scanning you with a predatory intensity before he spoke again. “Your little legs can't escape me, Meilin.” Your body thrummed with overwhelming arousal when you realized that Alpha Lythal had mistaken you for the heroine, Meilin. Your breath came out in ragged gasps as you ogled him. You- you couldn't believe you were actually face to face with a character you had fantasized about countless times. Lythal clasped his strong hand around your neck, a dark chuckle escaping his lips as he observed the fear and fervor in your eyes.

he snarled softly, “but I can smell your arousal. I can feel how drenched your pussy is for me, my darling River.” My breath hitched. I hated how weak I was in his arms. Hated how every word from him only made my body thrum with more desire. I was entranced—caught in the dangerous pull of the mate bond, too powerless to resist him. His hand moved up, strong sturdy fingers, and wrapped gently but firmly around my neck, tilting my face up to meet his. My pulse hammered beneath his touch, his gaze. “Kiss me,” I breathed, almost like a plea, though I hated myself for it.