Mind Control Books Novels & Stories

, he said standing up as I stood up as well. "Wait, I would like to give you something", I said as he turned to face me. I walked towards my study table bringing out one of the books that have helped me throughout my troubled days. I handed it over to him. " What is that?", he questioned, not making any attempt to collect the book. "It is titled 'QUESTIONS YOUNG PEOPLE ASK VOLUME 2'. This book helped me to discern how to control my feelings for the same sex. I thought it might also help you", I said as he shook his head.

Zadkiel nodded, agreeing to it. He placed his hand in Abel’s head and focused on the backpack he wanted Abel to bring to him. Abel stayed still but Zadkiel didn’t give up. He remembered that every time he mind-controlled someone, it was something he really wanted. So, he focused on the backpack as if he was wounded and the tool to save his life was in the backpack resting few feet away from them. Bring me the backpack. He repeated it in his mind like it was some spell that was needed to do the magic and when Abel stood up without even uttering a word and ran towards the direction of the backpack, he knew the magic worked.

But just as I was about to close the book, a sudden thought crossed my mind, and I opened the book again. In this book, we have numerous spells; therefore, I am quite confident that I will find something related to mind control. Spells related to mind control would give me an opportunity to understand what sort of spells she is using on my father and other men, and perhaps I will find a way to counteract them. I read carefully, searching for anything related to mind control. The way Papa is becoming more influenced by Carmella, our entire pack is in grave danger. If we do not take precautions now, it could be our doom.

Now that I was able to put a name to his face, he felt much more… tangible. “What do you mean?” Beta Trent asked. “What’s happening in Free City?” “It more of what’s not happening than what is…” Eric combed a finger through his hair again. No one had offered him a seat since he came but he took one anyway. “Donn is working with a witch and Mallory and they’re using mind control on everyone in the Packhouse. Dale included.” “Mind control?” Beta Trent growled. “Yes. It’s a kind of power that we have not seen in a thousand years. And the fact that they can even control someone as powerful as Dale is… scary. They’re planning something and it’s big.”

Serena's breathing became heavier, her thoughts were clouded with the unknown; what would this psycho do to her, then Serena mind went back to the book of spells her mother had given her, there was a spell for mind control in it, did he plan to use it on her. "You you plan on controlling me like a puppet, you think my mind would succumb to something so simple as that, Thorne you don't know who you are dealing with" Serena growled at the three men "Don't worry dear, I assure you it will work and you will stay by my side forever, no one will come between us ever" Thorne said with an evil gleam in his eyes.

I caught on fairly quickly and now I intend to constantly block. The night falls, and after dinner I reluctantly head back to my room to study my contraband books from the library. I feel little 'bubbles' as my tummy moves about and I grin. While not strong enough to kick, these little motions make me excited and more determined. The things I need to learn most are mind reading, teleportation, and maybe even how to manipulate minds as Nox can. I sigh as I diligently read these ancient books, soaking in as much as I can retain for fear Nomias might notice then gone and come take them.

BALIA Sometimes, all it takes for you to know your worth are a few embarrassing situations to bring you back to your senses. Senna knew he could manipulate me into wanting him. Hell, he'd stopped forcing himself on me, but that didn't stop him from being the terrible person he was. He'd gone from physically and emotionally abusing me to manipulating me, and it had all clicked at the pool when he said he didn't want to touch me. Then what had driven him to drive me on the edge of intense lust and madness?

Silence presses against me from all sides, heavy, almost tangible. I pull out my phone, using its screen to illuminate the titles. Some books focus on modern criminology, while others delve into antiquated practices—diseases of the mind now considered normal, but once subjected people to unimaginable cruelty. Torture, isolation, lobotomies—just reading the pages makes my stomach twist. I can’t imagine how many people suffered in the name of “study” and “science.” A vibration breaks my focus. My phone lights up with a message from Delilah:

"I was 19 years old when I ran into other rogues, with psychic abilities. They were able to spot Damien's control without me uttering a word, and helped for sheer reason that they wanted me to have my freedom." "That was all? They didn’t ask for anything in exchange?" "It was a guy. We gave each other companionship." I decided to mind my business at that point. That wasn't a tale that was meant for me to deal with. "so, the first thing you will have to learn if you really want to take control of your thoughts is mindfulness. You need to be present in yourself. At this very moment, at this very time." She took my hand, and I jolted, before actually relaxing.

We could all be stronger and after. But deep down, I knew the truth. This wasn’t about safety. It was about control. About never being powerless again. The book promised strength. But it also whispered temptation. And I was listening. Today, I’m on page 387 of 570 The final incantation is written in a cipher I’ve almost cracked. The book says the duplicate will be bound to my will,but also to my truth. “It will know what you hide,” it warns. “It will speak what you silence.”