Mind Control Books Novels & Stories

The books my mother wanted me to read were duller than any of my maths textbooks, they were harder to decipher too. If I wasn’t convinced that my mates life might be saved by the information in one of these books then I would have thrown them out of the window by now. The problem was, I still didn’t have a clue how I was supposed to use the information in these books to get my mate back and defeat Arthur. Most of the sections I had read so far talked about how to effectively protect my mind and how to control the minds of others. Maybe once I had finished reading the remaining passages then I would be able to formulate some kind of plan for my attack. But at the moment I was still clueless.

New search: What is brain radiation mind control? And wow. G****e did not disappoint. “Neurological manipulation through radiation frequency can alter human behavior…” “Experiments have shown partial remote control of motor functions in rats…” I stared at my screen in utter disbelief. “Remote control?! Like… like a human TV? You just zap someone and boom, they’re doing jumping jacks or pushing people down stairs?!” I threw my phone onto the couch again and groaned, pressing both palms into my eyes. “What is happening to my life? Why does this sound like a plot twist written by a crazy author who forgot what genre they were in halfway through?”

“The others, six of them, were still in their tank. No results. They could be dead any time soon.” Praxis’s mind calmed down a bit. He didn’t know but even though the drug had slowed down his brain, he was now able to comprehend everything. He saw that as an advantage. The doctor seemed to be magnanimous enough to say a lot, and Praxis saw that as an opportunity to gather helpful information while his body was in its relaxed state. “So, what this all is for? A government order?” Praxis asked, voice was expressionless and hoarse and tired.

But now all because of her I can't focus, I kept turning the pages of the book only checking the headings, I have already checked two books but nothing, there is nothing about how to break a mate bond in them. My vision was already starting to turn black out of anger, I slammed my fist on the table as my hands began to shake, I could feel anger and pressure built up in me, I can't think Straight, it's like something is trying to control me... I placed my hands on my head trying to stop the voice from controlling me, "kill her and everything would be back to Normal" it commanded, my entire body was shaking now as I collapsed on the chair in front of me..

I had made a list of books I'd be reading during the break. Visiting the library was one of the things I enjoyed during the holiday. It not only enlightened me on things I didn't know, it was my refuge. A quiet, neutral space where I could think clearly. I sighed quietly, pushing back my chair with as little noise as possible, and headed toward the towering shelves. My finger glided along the spines of the books, searching for the title. The Dark Triad: Understanding the Mind of the Manipulative and Ruthless. The title had caught my attention during a lecture, and now, with everything happening in my life, it felt oddly relevant.

I coughed softly due to the massive amount of dust that flared out immediately I opened a big old textbook. Just as I was approaching another section, the sect containing books of mind control and being in charge of wealth. I started hearing soft voices and by the tone, I assumed it to be Ashman and Amos. Truly, they were the ones. I leaned on the shelves having a tight view them, I listened to their conversation. "What has she been up to?" his eyes were fixed on the book that he was holding, Amos stood adjacent to him. "Nothing much aside for training." Amos informed him.

Artificial intelligence. Not commercial. Not marketed. Weaponized prediction. Influence over markets. Elections. Public panic. Suddenly Victor’s war felt small. “This is why someone sent me the memo,” Lewis murmured. The man nodded faintly. “You were meant to take control.” “I’m not taking control.” The man stepped slightly closer. “You don’t understand. If you don’t control it someone else will.” Lewis’s mind sharpened. “Who?” For the first time, the man’s composure thinned.

I’m pretty sure if Skynet ever gains self-awareness it’ll be because someone accidentally spilled coffee on it. “Yes,” said 288, suddenly coming back to life. “Yes what?” I asked him. “Yes, I think the war golems would be able to destroy the Masters during the welding. The Book says control is a state of mind. The Book says to separate the link between Master and servant requires all connections to be severed. If the Book says it, they will do it.” He seemed very sure, which was good enough for me. In fact I hadn’t felt so positive in a long time.

She said with an awkward smile. The shop's owner sighed, "Remember that I told you not to tell other people that there are books about mana and magic creations here?" "Uh-huh." "That's because if those people know that you're trying to learn mana control, you will only get yourself in trouble." "Trouble ..." Chiara uttered. "What do you think is the reason why these are the only books about mana left in the whole empire?" "Are you telling me that they are purposefully eliminating knowledge about mana, because they don't want other people aside from them to suddenly gain power?"

They were being manipulated by threats, pressured into situations against their will. They were at his mercy, forced to act like dogs. When he was around, they were basically slaves with no dignity, waiting for his orders. When he whipped them, they had to put on a smiling face and say how amazing it was and that they enjoyed it. Day after day of continuous torture had turned the three of them into brainwashed zombies, completely lost in the fantasy. Listening to this, I was shocked. "Why did you choose me?" I couldn't understand. Was I just a random pick? It didn't seem like something that would happen repeatedly.