John Milton Hipnosis / Audio 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.

“Close your eyes and focus on my voice. You are about to be hypnotized. Relax and focus on my voice. Empty your mind of all distracting thoughts. Good girls. Imagine yourself in a safehouse. Here, you are safe with me. Your secrets are safe with me. Anything you do here stays here forever… I will count from one to five. On the count of five, I will snap my fingers, and you will fall asleep. Do you understand?” “Yes.” They nodded. I watch Huracio count and snap his fingers. To my shock, their necks went limp and their heads dropped as if they suddenly dozed off. It was very strange and chilling. That level of control is uncanny. “Five times deeper. Ten times deeper. Sleep…” he continued to so

“When you wake up, you won’t remember meeting me. You’ll become the boss from hell. You’ll push Akaisha to the point of wanting to quit.” Mahima barely spoke with her eyelids lowered. Hypnosis shouldn’t have worked on an elf, but it did. Professor Mozart stealthily left her room. The nurses and doctors around him ignored his presence, which allowed him to leave the hospital in peace with a grin on his face.

“Did he really think that would work?” “That was hypnosis and something that won’t hold up in court. I don’t know what he or his patients are thinking but let’s move on to the next one.” Although Pullman wasn’t sure he wanted to hear any more of these tapes. Addy’s ordeal was enough to make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Ryan removed Addy’s tape swiftly and shoved in the next tape. His finger slammed on the play button without his infamous countdown. Pullman couldn’t blame him. He was ready to get this over with just as much as he was. At first, they heard nothing, then Dr. Freyman’s voice emerged through.

she says, distracting me from her ample cleavage and getting me to look at her eyes. “The person under hypnosis doesn’t always remember once they wake, that’s why Ben’s ability to tap into your mind in this way is so helpful too,” Diana furthers. “Control your breathing, nice slow in and out. The magic word is going to be skunk, when I say that, you’ll wake. It’s a word that gets everyone’s attention,” she whispers, as I settle into a rhythm and relax, still breathing in the aromas around me. Ben begins speaking in what I guess is Italian or something? I barely know French, I don’t know any other languages but I definitely like it.

The truly advanced hypnotists could even drive a person to insanity using hypnosis. It was terrifying! Jeremiah should be one such rare class of master hypnotists. She felt a chill run down her back as she recalled the dialogue she heard on the bug yesterday. Jeremiah mentioned that unless he nullified the mental barrier himself, the only way for her to snap out of it was if Blair died… After reading countless information about hypnosis, she came to understand that there was usually a “key” to nullifying its effects. The “key” could be a particular phrase, a person, a name, or an item…

Doctor Mu spoke everything in a very light tone but Jiang Ning knew that he was being serious but " Doctor why did my husband fell unconsious like that ? Shouldn't he be fine , what's the reason for his trigger ?" " Hypnotism is not a permanent art , Mrs Si . The more complex it is , the more the person needs to be in contact with the person whom he is hypnotizing " said Doctor Mu " A difficult hypnotism like this needs a constant redo in a month or six depending on how long the person has been in contact with his hypnotist. I believe the hypnotism is weakening yet its still there in Mr .Si 's mind , if he does anything against what his hypnotist beliefs that she planted in his mind, Mr . Si

The place where Mila’s name had surfaced once before. He pulled the records: Mila Everhart, Cassia Everhart, and... his breath caught... Jonas Hale. He scanned them quickly. Cassia: Age five. Mila’s younger sister. Diagnosed with auditory hypersensitivity. Patient notes described her as gentle, musical, often found humming lullabies to herself. Jonas: Age seventeen. A ward of the state. Exhibited aggression when exposed to melodic triggers. Experimental subject in a controversial study using sound stimuli to manipulate behavior.

“Jack. Jack Mueller. You need to wake up.” The intonations of my voice I keep within the same frequency as the radio static’s hissing ‘hhhhhuuusssss’ sound of a sustained expiration and use words carefully chosen and repeated in a rhythm that mimics the beat of a human heart. Coming round from unconsciousness and in precise combination with the radio static and the deliberate rhythm and frequency of my voice induces in him an extremely hypnotic state, allowing me to alter Junior’s consciousness, inserting my helpful advice and friendly direction at a mental point where he’s more suggestible than he would be in a full waking state.

My brows creasing, “Listen to what?” “Just hear this out. It will be quick and it’s like VIP. Sort of.” Milo chuckles. “Ready lads?" "What's going on Mill?" I ask frantically. “One two three four..” Milo counts. "Hypnotizing, it's like I'm out of body tonight." His voice was deep and soothing and I cannot believe he is actually singing right now. "I'm flying, you got me on a high. So take, take me to a place I know, I know"