Mind Control Freeuse Novels & Stories

"Welcome back, Michael. Ruth. I see you're both awake." I struggled against my bonds, but they were too tight. "What did you do to us?" I snarled. Cynthia's father chuckled. "Oh, I just gave you a little something to help you...comply. You see, I've been experimenting with mind control. And I think I've finally perfected it." Ruth's eyes widened in horror. "No," she whispered. "We'll never do what you want." Cynthia's father shrugged. "Oh, I think you will. You see, I've programmed you both to obey me. And soon, you'll do my bidding without even thinking about it."

he replied, his voice filled with sincerity. “Thank you. I did some mind control stuff earlier… oh God, I am going crazy!” she laughed, grabbing her head with both hands. Marcus's eyes widened. “Mind control?” “Yeah, like….” She sighed, fixing her gaze on the flower pot. With a deep breath, Zyra focused on the flower pot, willing it to rise. To Marcus's astonishment, the pot began to lift slowly into the air, hovering steadily. Her eyes glinted with concentration and a hint of amazement as she controlled its movements.

said the colored-eyed one, reading the file on the computer. "I beg your pardon? Where did you get that?" asked Maddox in confusion, not knowing what he was referring to. "The hacker had this information about the hearts sign. Apparently it's a new technology that is able to control people's minds, like a robot; it's still a prototype, but apparently they've had good results on animals," commented Dax, after reading a part of the file, "A dangerous cartel with the power to control people, great. We're dead." "Manipulating the human mind is very difficult, if not impossible. We don't have an off button or self-destruct."

“Since you have now decided on the one you think is likely to be what you are looking for, I need you to bring forward the whole scene. From the moment it started to its end. After doing that, try taking the scene by force but make sure not to alarm the person. One shouldn’t know when you are in his mind. Just like when controlling but I won’t be the one teaching you that. By taking it, you can squeeze the memory till it is in bits but in a small ball. When you succeed in doing that, transfer it to your mind if that is what you want.” “When finding something useful to you and you think the owners might use it to harm you, it is never necessary for you to just d******d and leave it there, you

pointed out Maurice. “And we’ve yet to encounter magic that fooled us for very long,” said Dudley. “But we’ve had mind control used on us quite effectively,” I said. “They might turn on us as soon as we let our guards down.” “We’re standing right here, you know?” said Claire. “And we wouldn’t need to wait for you to let your guards down to take down you three dorks.” I have to admit, it was unlikely anyone could make Claire any more antagonistic towards me than she already was. A bit of mind control might actually be an improvement.

Emma was curled up on the living room couch in a loose white tank top and tiny pink cotton shorts that barely covered the curve of her ass, scrolling through her phone while a rom-com played softly in the background. Ryan lounged in the armchair across from her, pretending to play on his own phone. In reality, he had spent the last three weeks perfecting **“HypnoControl”** — a secret app he’d coded in his computer science classes. It used subliminal audio triggers, visual pulsing patterns, and deep-embedded suggestions that could be delivered through any screen or speaker. Once installed and activated, it could rewrite obedience, arousal, and memory in the target’s mind with terrifying preci

Unlike Mistaken Fox currently looking at the downed jellyfish king in surprise, Kirou ordered Tank to start attacking the tentacles closest to it while he himself took out a few knives and started stabbing nearby tentacles as well. The reason for this reaction from the jellyfish king stems from its skill . That skill allows the user to form a connection with the mind of a weaker creature while simultaneously taking over said creature's thoughts and actions. With this link, if the user dies, the weaker creature would die as well after being hit with the backlash. As for the other way around, the user would also suffer from a backlash as well, but it won't be as severe since the

Alden had returned to their side as had Aren, “This one is not one I would recommend, he isn't even in his right mind, no surname, we aren't even sure of what house this bloodline belongs to, he just goes by prisoner Zee,” Alden said quietly as he unlocked the door, “He has the power of mind control, he has caused havoc and has been here for the last 50 years,” Alden said frowning deeply, although many died from being suppressed for so long or from taking their own lives. This was the older of the bloodline users.

I walk past the Living Room, removing Zoe's cupcakes from the oven, grab two pieces, and a slice of cake, with that, I walk out. _____ I walk inside, closing the door firmly behind me. I place the rabbit cage on the table, with the rabbit in it. I place the bird cage on the other side. I will master dark Mind Control and Manipulation. I sit on the floor, and quiet my mind. Mind Control and Manipulation require immense mental strenght and discipline, so I engage in different mental excercises and meditation to strenghten my focus and concentration, and naturally, this should take weeks,based on he books I have read, it should take weeks to master mental discipline, but I do not have weeks.

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.