Mind Control Daughter Novels & Stories

Unfortunately , nothing came out of this treatment as his daughter slowly hastened into menopause . The other daughter had been consecrated into the drug business . Initially , she had been in charge of handling the cash in the southern part of the country . He could not put a finger on what exactly had transpired that forced her into partaking in the addictive drugs . She had been in and out of many rehabilitation centers to no respite . She relapsed as soon as she got out . He therefore considered her a written-off case .

"She put a hit on that Agatha Silver's head. Since she forgot to say how much she will be willing to pay, I punished her for twelve-hour straight. So, am I hearing correctly that this target's a b*tchy host?" "Yeah. And be careful. She has allies. It's your job to know who they are and what they all can do. Deadline's a week." When the other ended the conversation, the man lay on the soft bed and slept after ordering his AI to make sure no regular person would disturb his rest. On the other hand, the problem with Mind Control was that once they get released from its effects, the victim would still be able to remember perfectly what happened to them and so when Brienne Middleton woke up, she

I knew that my only resort was to threaten him with his daughter. I knew that I wouldn't kill his daughter if he didn't want to listen to me. I knew that if I killed his daughter directly, he might spill it out to everyone. I knew that using his daughter to send messages to him would be the right thing to do. I would need to threaten him with his daughter's life and make sure that his daughter was left to live. I need to make sure that his daughter lives for me to be in control of him. I know that all I need to do to be in control of him is to threaten him, and that's what I'm about to do.

she added gently. “I was afraid,” I said. She nodded, like she had expected that. “Did you ever provoke him?” The word hit like a slap. “Provoke?” “Arguments. Threats. Ultimatums. Anything that could be perceived as manipulation.” I shook my head, my chest tightening. “He tried to harm my daughter.” She leaned back slightly. “Some people call that control.” Silence swallowed the room. My throat burned. I stopped answering. She waited. Let the quiet stretch. Let it dig.

I nodded but then thought for a second, “How do I know this is real?” I asked, “Am I truly here?” She giggled and got down to my level, “Look to your daughter for reassurance. Then you will know.” It didn’t make any sense, but I knew better than to argue with the Moon Goddess, real or not. I nodded then turned back to my family, “I’m ready.” Before I knew it, I was screaming as I felt my daughter leave my body. “It’s a girl.” The doctor announced; Andrew kissed my lips and made sure I was okay before meeting her. “Let me just make sure you’re okay, Mrs. Levette.”

I shivered, because even though I wasn’t the focus of her power, I could feel the powerful tendrils of her thoughts brush against mine as they shot straight for Reno and sank into her mind. “This is my daughter. You may despise her as you take her off to safety—to live under your care and protection—but care is exactly what you WILL do. Raising her is exactly what you WILL do, and even as your rage consumes you, even as you fantasise of harming her, under no circumstances would it be that you or your actions, direct and indirect, ever caused her grievous harm…” This was not Mind Working, I found myself thinking as I listened to my mother speak. Eve had referred to the power as a subtle art,

Then he turned to Alpha Damian and continued, "you can see how strong-headed she is, meaning that she won't help us willingly" Alpha Damian nodded in response, urging father to go on, "and that is why I have restrained her so I can toy with her mind." "You'll do no such thing!" I yelled, even as I secretly prayed that he'd have a change of heart and let me go. I had never heard of mind control but I didn't doubt my father's capabilities. He'd go to any length to get what he wanted. "Relax, Temmy. It'll be over before you know it" He smiled, "and besides, haven't you always wanted to impress me? Now's the perfect opportunity."

What are you doing with my daughter right now? “I’m with my wife right now Duncan! It’s your—“ I cut Callan off by taking his phone and shouted at the one facing me on the screen. ”Listen to me you pathetic excuse for a father whose daughter is a fucking whore! We have no idea how he got one of Jericho’s prototype Callan robots but you better control her and if you can’t do that, you better make sure she doesn’t do anything else to cause harm to my family or else she’s going to regret the day she came out of her mother’s fucking vagina! You hear me? Now, you better be rich enough to own the internet or know someone who can erase that fucking video! RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!!!!”

His wounds were healed, red scars left behind. "That's a deal only a fool would make," Griffin chuckled devilishly. "It's the only deal on the table, the only one that lets you leave alive," my voice almost held pity in it. I pitied the monster this man had become. "Fine," Griffin relented, "Where should I begin. My daughter was a freak. As my son would have disclosed, she had the uncanny ability to control minds. When she was younger, it wasn't relatively established. She would give you more of a choice but make one more appealing than the other. It was something we barely picked up on because of how subtle it was. When she turned sixteen and shifted for the first time, that was when she co

“Did you know your father murdered-“ I paused at the evident fear in her eyes, and instead turned to look at Logan and established a mind-link between us. ‘I don’t have time for this, do your psychic tricks and get her on our side. This is for her own good, I know she’ll be grateful one day,’ I suggested. There is now way I’d be able to convince her that her father is the bad guy, she’s a little girl who grew up on her father’s belief. And who am I? A stranger who kidnapped her from her safe place and hurt someone she likes. I can play the bad guy for sometime, so long as it honored the promise I made to Linda. ‘She’s an omega like you, probably immune to my telepathic control but not attack