Mind Control Mom Novels & Stories

Mom wrapped an arm around me, pulling me back. Dad still screamed into the phone. “If ANYTHING else drops online, I swear—if my name appears in ONE MORE POST—I WILL DEAL WITH YOU MYSELF.” Mom snapped. She stepped forward and ripped the phone out of his hand. “ENOUGH.” She hung up. Dad stared at her, stunned. Lena stared too, trembling. Mom shoved the phone back into his chest. “This is not discipline. This is not concern. This is you losing control because the internet embarrassed you.”

Three years after my husband, Lucien Vance, put me on a household spending card linked to his account, he hired Camilla Bennett to manage his money. From then on, every dollar I spent needed her approval. "Nine dollars for a cab? The bus costs one dollar." Denied. "An air conditioner for your mom? She's gone without one for decades. What's changed?" Denied. Lucien watched me fume and said, "Camilla knows what she's doing. She's helping us save money. You know I can't stand gold diggers." Then Lucien's mother, Nora Vance, landed in the ICU with severe pneumonia. She needed a ventilator, antibiotics, and continuous hemofiltration. The bill came to $30,000. Camilla denied it again. My hands s

Aware of who the only other hostile host was, she irritatedly asked back, 'Did you slack off again? How did she know this location? She's not supposed to be able to inquire anything about me, right?' Maurice sneered and activated her Mind-Control. The reason she still hasn't pressed the button yet was her belief that no matter how high Agatha Moore' Hypnosis skill was, there was no way that woman could absolutely control those implanted with a 'seed' long ago! Even the teleporter kid could at most make his hypnosis last for a minute! If ever Agatha could, it would surely last for tens of seconds only!

He was being mind-controlled by the sound of her voice and wasn’t acting on his own consciousness anymore. My gaze stretched as I realized who she had called out. It was the same Praised Brother Cayden had flung away, the same one who had a little daughter. My heart rate shot up above average. “Natgy. Please don’t do this. Let’s figure something out. There’s absolutely no need for this!” I pleaded, my volume revealing my fear. “Stop this madness, Natgy!” My mother voiced, taking the more aggressive approach but Natgy wasn’t really paying attention to either of us.

The officer's words landed like blows, striking not only Mom's ears but sending shockwaves through my dazed mind. Wasn't Mom supposed to protect me? How could she possibly hurt me like this? Mom shook her head frantically. "No, I didn't! I would never! I'm practicing scientific parenting. My research doesn't lie. I'm trying to teach her. Officer, you can check for yourself. "I, Claudia Evermore, a renowned scientist, have won countless awards with this advanced chip, helped so many children correct bad habits, and improved so many families' lives.

That evening, Susan sat alone in her room, her phone pressed to her ear as she spoke with her mother. “He confronted me,” Susan said, a little calm. “And?” her mother asked, her tone expectant. Susan smirked. “I turned it around on him, of course. He thinks he has the upper hand, but he doesn’t know what I have on him.” Her mother chuckled. “Good. Keep him on edge. The more desperate he gets, the easier it’ll be to control him.” Susan nodded, her confidence unwavering. “Don’t worry, Mom. I’ve got everything under control. Or should I quit?” Susan teased.

I shouted, hoping dad would listen. And his steps faltered. Mom rushed forward and placed both her hands on dad’s chest. Only she could control him, only she could bring him back if ever Adler took control! “Breathe…” mom started chanting. She cupped dad’s face and made him look at her. “If she says that boy did not hurt her then I believe my daughter. And she is right, Jayden invited Nash in her room, in no way she is gullible enough to bring a predator in her room. She is smarter than that…” mom continued.

Mom advised. "Alan makes me so angry, Mom. Why didn't he listen to me and get here on time? I can't wait to get him out of my life." Mom lightly tapped my cheek. "Men are easy to manipulate. You just need to find their weaknesses and act submissive while using their weaknesses against them. How do you think I ended up with your father?" she said, winking at me. I grinned and faked a smile. If only she knew that Alan was the one who had leverage over me with those nude pictures of mine he still had.

My heart squeezed. “We were never going to hurt them, but I have to figure out what to do with them. We don’t have enough cells to detain them.” Mom stood in front of the monitor, watching the screen for a moment. “I can’t have them wandering around the pack. Good heavens if their sanity switch flipped, and they attack us again.” “They won’t. Raina’s powers are one hundred percent effective.” I vouched while Keisha handed Mom the clipboard from the foot of the bed.

' I felt a relief unlike any other. Damon won't be able to control Umbra. I can fight. Now I just need to find a way to get that video, any and all copies. Then I can beat the living shi.t out of him. I'll make sure to leave a physical scar the way he left one on my heart. Time seemed to catch up, as mom and Auggie began to move again. "Did you get to talk?" Mom asked, already knowing how it works. I nodded my head. "Good. Now go face your problems, and let me know when you've kicked his ass." She winked at me.