Mind Control Mom Novels & Stories

Our eyes met. A mischievous glint appeared in her gaze. "Mom is only doing this for your own good," she said sweetly, her voice carrying down the corridor. "You should really listen to your elders more, Caleb. We only want what's best for you." I had to suppress a smile. Little minx. She was deliberately provoking him now that she knew I was watching. Caleb took the bait completely. "I'll make my father dump you sooner or later!" he snarled, stepping toward her aggressively. "You're nothing but a temporary replacement. A placeholder. The moment he tires of you, you'll be thrown out like the trash you are!"

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."

Eve had referred to the power as a subtle art, and for the most part it was true. A Mind Worker did not compel a person to do what their very nature disagreed with. It was a violation of the ability, one any who attempted usually paid for dearly. But my mother did not seem to care. She was possibly the most powerful with the ability to ever exist, and as her words turned breathier, even as blood started to gush out of her nose and the whites of her eyes turned red as the vessels in them burst—even as all of these things happened, she did not stop.

Several even offered me the position of CEO. With the extensive connections and resources I had accumulated over the years, any company hiring me would certainly benefit greatly. I carefully screened through my options before finally deciding on a top company in the industry, and with that, I began my new life. On my very first day at work, Yelena called me. "Carter Chance, why the hell didn't you inform me the moment my mom died? I'm her biological daughter! What gave you the right to handle her funeral affairs without my knowledge or permission?

"You're nothing but a parasite that fed off this family and then turned around and poisoned it!" The guests, who had been simmering with outrage moments earlier, began to waver and murmur among themselves once more. Dad raised a hand and signaled for the guards to let Mom go. "Faked? Then what about this?" The screen lit up again. This time it was Mom, sitting in a home office, patiently coaching a much younger version of me on how to lie over the phone and how to squeeze out tears on command so Dad would send money. In the video, my small hands fumbled with the phone while I looked up at her, confused and scared.

It was as if I’d dug something in his mind, something he had promised himself to forget. “This isn’t about Summer,” I added. “It’s about that look in your eyes that I know too well. It’s about what you did. And to whom.” He scoffed. “Everything’s about Summer.” “Not this,” I said. “It is about control, you idiots,” Mom snarled. “Which neither of you currently have.” I glanced at her. Her hand folded over the edge of her desk. Not a single hair was out of place. It never was. She always appeared perfect.

"I thought Mom handled everything really well." Karl frowned. "Not at first. She was a nervous wreck. But in time, I learned how to manage it, and things got much better." Manage it? A queasy feeling settled in Aya's stomach. "How did you manage it?" "I bolstered her mental strength with my own. She was much more capable after that." The queasy feeling twisted in her gut. "You used mind control on Mom?" The two guys in the front seat exchanged glances. Karl shot her an irritated look. "You don't need to make it sound so bad. I merely helped your mother maintain a healthy mental balance. Otherwise the poor woman would have had a breakdown."

I got the French tips, Anna got the ombre,mom also got the French tip, and Lisa got the chrome. “ Don't you think it's time Lisa got her ears pierced?”. Mom voiced out. “ Yeah, that's a great idea, but it's up to Lisa”. “ I really want to get my ears pierced”. Lisa said excitedly

If Zirocco emerged from the blue ball. “What is that?” Chad asked. “I don’t know, but my head feels strange,” Marcy said. I started hearing their deep thoughts. It appeared the blue ball revived my powers. Did my mom offer me a chance to escape? I used my powers to override Chad and Marcy’s minds. Initially, they struggled to keep me out. But soon I was able to mind control them completely. “Now get me out of this chair,” I commanded. Marcy uncuffed my arms and legs from the chair and I was able to walk around. I opened the door.