Mind Control Fiction Novels & Stories

I didn’t know what happened next but very calmly, Nathaniel told Martin to loosen his hold once again and this time, Martin let him go slowly and put him down on the ground as I saw Nathaniel’s feet just a few feet away from the side of the bed. When I looked at Martin from under the bed, his forehead was drawn in harsh lines and perspiration beaded his entire face. With a start, I realized that Nathaniel Eustein had been using his Incubus powers of mind control on Martin and from what he had said earlier, about controlling creatures to take over other dimensions; I understood that mind control was Nathaniel’s power…and it didn’t work on me, just like Martin’s power wasn’t working on me.

"One: don't make eye contact with anyone you don't know. It doesn't take long for the incantation that will open others' minds to settle in, especially if they're familiar with your scent." My eyebrows furrowed. "Open others' minds?" Luca repeated. "It's mind control basically," she admitted. "We don't like to call it that because the whole point isn't to exercise control. It's to aid us in helping others work through various traumas, allowing us to see their thoughts. But there are those that use this incantation to peel back the mind and distort reality. It can be very dangerous." "And all it takes is making eye contact with someone?" I asked.

“My Lord, we have managed to perfect mind control. Our range of control is not too large right now, I can only control two person at a time while he can do ten at a time.” Ignoring the alarm bells going on in my head and the fear reeking from the pores of my men, I stood up and clapped. They had exceeded my expectations. I wasn't aware of what they were up to given that I only gathered them because of the war. I never expected this. “Thank you my Lord” Ganymede said as they all bowed. “How long does the control work?” “Mind control is strength draining my Lord, the stronger you are, the longer the durability. That being said, we have not had a long time to explore how long the control can la

“[Mind Manipulate] is when the victim is completely aware of their actions but they do not know the reason for their actions, in which the caster is the one that’s giving these thoughts. However, the victim can still stop such commands since the spell is not that strong. [Greater Manipulation] is almost the same as [Mind Manipulation], but the effects are stronger. Victims will find it harder to go against the commands of the caster. [Mind Control], the victim has no clue of their actions and is practically unconscious. The caster has almost complete control over the victim and the victim cannot fight back any commands with a few exceptions. [Total Control] is a higher tier version of [Mind

It contained criminals and jackasses. I spotted a target sitting in the corner. His table was full of drugs. He was groping and making out with two very underage girls. I shook my head, gulped my drink, and went to his table. Security stopped me before I could get close, but vampires have what we call mind control, in other words, compulsion. I can make any human do anything I want. I compelled the guard to let me through to his boss, and he obliged. I swayed my hips towards the dangerous-looking man. When he noticed me, he smirked. I made my way to him. He signaled me to sit on his lap. The two young girls were dismissed brutally by him. They left frowning because I took away their business

He narrowed his eyes, thinking deeply. "So what are you trying to say?" I widened my eyes, returning to the seat. "All those scientists at the lab, they are under someone's control." He pointed out, reminiscing his thought factor. "We can obviously see that." I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "It's beyond physical control. It's more like mental control. Someone's really in charge of them." He hurried to his school bag that was lying in a corner of the room. "What makes you say that?" I squinted my eyes.

“Ah, but you see, Jack. The human mind is a marvelous thing. Did you know the brain can be controlled? It has both a conscious and unconscious parts.” I look at him as if he had grown two heads. “I can manipulate the subconscious state of your brain to an automatic pilot. Influencing thoughts, feelings and actions. I have created perfect soldiers. Men with no choices to be made if we input a simple order.” Then it dawns to me, he can morph and have snake-like abilities. I hear a deep voice calling my name, “Jack, relax. Open your mind to me.” “I will pray Hecate to clear the path for us.”

Images filled the screens on the wall, molecular structures, brain scans, and what looked like sound wave patterns. "The Pure Blood Order has been busy," Odette added, passing me a tablet with more files. "They've been developing this mind control project for years, long before Marcus got involved." I browsed through the files, my scientific background making sense of what others might miss. "These are neural response patterns. They're mapping exactly how different frequencies affect werewolf brain chemistry." "Can you explain in non-scientist terms?" Carson asked, his hand at the small of my back providing silent support.

In my previous life, no matter how much I caused trouble or said hurtful things, she always believed that I could change for the better. Even at the very end, when Victoria fell down the stairs and broke several bones, Mom still defended me. However, I knew it was staged and felt so defeated that I said nothing, which only made me look more guilty. That was why those who could hear my thoughts became even more convinced of my guilt and finally lost faith in me. I had also accumulated enough disappointment in them and left the Harrington residence before Victoria was discharged from the hospital. However, this time, I knew the truth. My mother should know that her precious adopted daughter wa

Enjoy reading. My story is one that many people will find hard to believe. I'm living it and I find it hard to believe. You see I was that guy. You know the one, the ninety-pound weakling too smart for his own good, too dumb to excel. Well, that is until the day I WOKE. Let me back up a bit. My name is Greg Masters and I can control people's minds. I know, sounds like bad science fiction or some kind of erotic story fantasy doesn't it? But it's not. See, until that fateful day I was your typical nobody.