Hypnosis Fanfiction Novels & Stories

" Turning back to human is not an option for you, Hazel, you are mine now, you can't be the old boring version of yourself again. " Alex hissed in my face as I stare at Wilson who fainted from the pain. Alex wiped the blood with a handkerchief, turning my body towards him. I looked away from his eyes, I feel like he is going to hypnotize me. " I don't need to hypnotize you, you will do as I told you anyway. " " Stop reading my mind, and if you hate my boring version this much why bother making me your bride in the past, or one of your puppets now? "

It made me sick to my stomach to say it, but I said, “I love the way you are with the Omegas. You really make sure they know their place.” “You can’t ever let an Omega get grand ideas,” she said, wiggling an acrylic-nail-tipped finger at me. “There was one once – Jane.” She said my name with disgust. “She got ideas about Hunter. I don’t want him, but I don’t want anyone else to have him, either. He’s mine,” she growled. She snapped her fingers, and two more cocktails were brought over. She took a long sip before continuing. “She thought they were mates. Mates!” She laughed. “I couldn’t have that.” She leant in close and whispered loudly, drunkenly, over the background din of the bar, “So I h

Suddenly, he paused and asked Lucas, “You love Serenity a lot, don't you?” Lucas’s expression changed. “When did you start being so nosy?” Wilson continued to ask, “If it's possible to hypnotize you into forgetting your feelings for her, would you be willing to do so?” “What are you trying to say?” “There’s a kind of hypnosis that can make your feelings fade away without losing your memories. Everything will look like a movie to you. You will no longer feel any joys or sorrows toward the memories. Would you go through such a hypnosis?” Wilson asked.

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

Naturally, he had attempted to get it cured, to the point where he had recently contacted an anonymous hypnotist online to help with his condition. To his surprise, however, the hypnotist didn’t seem interested in his money at all. It almost seemed like she genuinely just wanted to help… But why? As the thoughts plagued him, Frank failed to notice the faint scent of burning sandalwood seeping into his room… and in no time at all, he was fast asleep.

He just kept going, moving up my neck to my jaw, until he finally reached my mouth. My heart was thumping wildly, and I didn't understand why my body was racing so intensely to this man that I thought I hated. Immediately, I felt his breath on my lips. I pushed him away. “What are you doing?”? I asked in a strange voice that didn't seem like mine. He raised his eyebrows in amusement. “Oh, so, because you feel better now, you decided to dump me’? He asked with raised eyebrows. I gulped, blushing furiously. “You hypnotized me,” I replied.

His hands gripped my calf, pulling my foot closer, and I could see the bulge growing in his pants, straining against the zipper. God, he was getting into it, the hypnosis weaving its magic, turning him into my eager slave. My mind swirled with filthy urges, wanting to grind against his face already, but I held back, savoring the slow burn. "That's perfect, David. You love this, don't you? Tasting your therapist's feet, making me feel good. Now, the other one. Suck harder. Make me wet with your mouth."

“If you are unable to express the conflicts in your heart, I can just use hypnosis.” A hint of repulsion flashed in the bottom of Fia’s eyes. “I will speak on my own.” Hypnosis would make things entirely out of her control. She did not like this kind of feeling.

His tone was firm. His presence choked me with desires. I looked away, but he gently raised my chin, causing me to stare back at me. My heart raced—maybe from him, maybe to him; I just knew it raced. I wanted to step back, but I moved forward too, our bodies mere inches apart. "Sophie, our cab is waiting.” Romi’s voice, like a savior, snapped me out of his hypnosis. I quickly stepped back. “None. My cab is already waiting for me.”

His dark eyes were half-lidded, a deep, flickering fire rising within them—forceful, like a predator claiming its prey. Yet, he hardly seemed like a man who had once had a wife. His kiss was clumsy and inexperienced, even biting her a few times by accident. A sudden thought flashed through Sharon's mind. Could hypnosis have erased even his ability to kiss? But she soon had no time left to think about that at all.