Mind Control Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I peered out around Christian, I wasn’t afraid of this vampire and the dark haired man smiles at me, showing off his large fangs “You really have no idea do you Royal one?” I shake my head and Matthew tells me that they are able to shift thoughts in the brain to anything they wanted, some called it glamouring whilst others called it mind control. "But it isn't us thats doing it to them, it is you" "What do you mean it is me?" "You are the one controlling them, I knew the Royal one was in here when my men walked among them, not showing an interest in us" "I am not doing it!"

“I can see in your soul. A girl who was never loved by friends. A mate who has constantly given her reasons to leave. A mother who outshines her in every way. What do you really have to offer anyone?” A pain shot through my heart as she truly captured my inner demons. “I guess we aren’t that much different. They pushed aside you for a sister. You are mateless and have no friends.” “True, but I have a power that outranks you.” Her eyes squinted. “What power would that be?” “Did you know with possession comes a certain ability for mind-control?” I did not like where this was going. “That is literally the definition.” “Not wrong, but with weak-minded people, it is easy to bounce between them. M

“I heard you talking. I know I’m not part of everything, not really. But I know her. I know what she does. I know what she takes. And I know what she's willing to take, how she's willing to take it, the control that she's willing to have.” I looked at her, really looked. She wasn’t broken anymore. She was scarred, but standing. “She tried to take me,” Lysandra continued. “But Delilah stopped her. She gave me back my mind. We can do that to Carter.” Her eyes flicked to Sienna. “It's going to hurt, but we can do it to him. He's going to need to recover. There is what is called a mind control bond. If that breaks then she's never going to be able to get into his mind again.” She said, and I fro

I complained like a kid. He moved closer to me and whispered huskily after clasping my face. "If I don't punish you, how will you learn to follow every rule? I told you that I have my ways to control you, Butterfly." As his breath caressed my lips, electricity coursed down my spine, our proximity is making my breath heavy and accelerating my heartbeat. "You're controlling me because I'm letting you control me." I said sassily and got an unexpected reply from him. "I second you, as it only became possible because of you. Thank you for fulfilling my intense desire of controlling you, Butterfly." He thanked me from the core of his heart, softly caressing my cheeks with his thumbs and gazing at

Maybe…maybe…I slam my mental talons into Roman’s mind, but he only whimpers and starts to thrash again. “Aht, at. You may be powerful, but I have over seven hundred years of mastering mind control, girl. So now, you can come with me, and I’ll let him live. Or.” he pauses and starts to twist Roman’s head. “Stop! Stop! I’ll come, I’ll come,” I scream “Very good,” he says as he lets go of Roman, who merely sits on the ground “Get your claws out of his mind,” I snap as I walk to him

The fangs in his mouth seemed to be sticking out, making me realize that he might be under his wolf's control. My freed hand came up, touching Easton's jaw gently. We stared at each other. Even though my breath felt so choked, and it was hard to control myself, I had something to tell him. "Easton, I don't want to rush to get a sign from you." There was still something I had to do. Some things still felt off. I saw how Easton's eyes widened. His hand on my shoulder felt stiff. I could even feel all his movements halting. The pair of reddish-looking eyes slowly faded away.

Karl said seriously, “If you dare drink in front of another man, I will break your legs. Got it?” When he heard Karl’s tone, Dave, who was standing on the side, was anxious for Danielle. Danielle looked at Karl. “You’re so controlling!” “You were the one who took the initiative last night. With your looks, I can’t push you away, and neither can other men. If you get drunk, it means that you’ll be taken advantage of. So, don’t you think I should control you?” Karl raised his eyebrows. “I won’t allow other men to touch the women I have been with. I would rather break your legs and feed you for the rest of your life. Got it?”

My shoulders sagged in defeat. Marcus looked satisfied with my submission, patting my head like he was rewarding a well-behaved pup—just as he had during our tender moments before this nightmare began. "I've already contacted the healers at the mental hospital. In three years, I'll personally come get you. Then you'll still be my intended mate." Marcus signaled for the doctors to take me away. The mental hospital doors separated two different worlds. In the final second before those doors slammed shut, I caught sight of Victoria linking arms with Marcus, resting her head against his shoulder with possessive satisfaction, and smugly winking at me through the glass.

Words fired out at machine-gun speed. "Why is the human looking at me? Does she like me? Does she hate me? Does she like or hate me? Why is she still circling me? "Will she nuzzle me? Can I nuzzle her? Does she like me? Does she hate me? What—" Her thoughts were annoyingly loud and chaotic. I pretended to circle her a few more times, but mentally, I was drowning in her psychic high-speed rambling. Rather than overthinking, I decided to go on the offensive and deploy some cunning tricks.