Mind Control Poen Novels & Stories

If look more closely, the object does not show mystical things, but shows that it is an electronic object. The phone decoration then emits a slight reddish light from the miniature bear's eye bead. It looks like it's been turned on or activated remotely, possibly transmitting information about what's around it. This possibility is very dangerous because any activity of the person around the object can be recorded or captured by the object and used by someone for certain purposes. Until now, the thing still continues to be active without being known or realized by Rasha, do not have goods still fast asleep without knowing that the object next to the thing was active and began to carry out mis

He could feel his bones breaking, cracking loudly and his beast growl gradually turning to a Human groan. He looked around, everyone was stiff. No one was moving. Were they dead? Simon? Adira? Luke? Abigail? He tried to call but it seemed as though they weren't present. Maybe their bodies were, but their minds were lost completely, and calling them would be futile. "Why have you done to them?", He asked her while he groaned. He was bleeding around his leg and his back, and the pain was excruciating.. "It's called mind control. This..!", She said as she showed off the medallion around her neck, "This gives me all the power I ever needed, and right now I will eliminate a powerful white wolf.!"

Okay, it looked like this was going to be a very serious mission. Holland glanced at his adopted son, who had arrived in a disheveled state. He could even see Ivo's bulge. Tsk, was there nothing else he could do besides masturbating to gay videos? "Huff... That's a mind-control chipset created by a mad scientist named Robert. His plan was to sell this dangerous device to the Blood mafia in Russia.“ Holland turned to Ivo behind him. ”So, you know what you have to do, right?" Ivo nodded lazily. “Yes, I have to destroy that dangerous chipset so it doesn't fall into the wrong hands.”

Their voices were too quiet for those around them to hear. 'Huh?' Prince Auten frowned and felt weird when he saw two puppets remained on the spot. 'What's going on? Do those two have such strong mental strength that they can disobey my instructions?' When he learned the Mind Control Spell, he was told that humans were slightly weaker than gods. However, some possessed strong minds. Those people could only be controlled for a short period. With time, they could break free from their strong mind's control. Prince Auten thought those two puppets had escaped his control with their strong minds. He had no idea those two were not his Sword Soul Puppets.

"What did you just give me?" "Don't worry. It's not poison. It's just a control drug that I've developed during my spare time in the past. If you behave yourself, then nothing's going to happen and I will give you a cure every month. If you don't behave yourself, then you can only get a taste of some real pain." Eaton washed his hands indifferently with disinfectant. His voice was so calm that he sounded like he was talking about how great the weather was. Kara couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You... you actually dare to use an illegal drug on me for Molly? Are you out of your mind? Why do you have to be so cruel to me?"

“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

"Did you like the taste of my vines? Because I could call on them again, pretty boy," "Are you threatening me?" John asks in a taunting tone. "Because I wouldn't do that, considering you're already the first name on my list of people to mind-control once I'm out of here. You hurt Amy, I will never forget that," Adam laughs; it's a scary sound. "You can't control my mind, Adam. I got vervain in my pocket," John gasps. "Doesn't it burn you?" Adam shrugs. "Nature is on my side; vervain never bothered me,"

They walked only 3 minutes from there before a small cave made of big rocks that looked like some animal’s home came into sight. Once in the cave, Zadkiel removed his backpack and took out a bottle of water. Abel did the same because it was one hell of a walk to here. They both took time to catch their breath before setting their backpacks aside. “Now what?” Zadkiel glanced at Abel. “I think the most important power is mind control. You need to know when and how to do it so that the other person doesn’t suspect you. People don’t like when someone plays with their mind so, be careful.” Abel warned.

Razz whispered to the girls who looked at him in shock. “What is he doing to them?” Sasha asked. “I don’t know, looks like he got them under some sort of mind control.” Razz said, as he watch the doc turn one of the men’s head and place some kind of scanner or reader at the back of their heads. “Looks like he implanted some kind of micro chip in the back of their head that's controlling them. From the looks of the reader, he is using a micro brain neurological neutralizer inhibiter chip. It looks like he boosted the chip somehow, because that chip isn’t supposed to control the subject it’s only supposed to neutralize them. The government was looking into putting them into people in order to

I clenched my fists tightly, trying to escape the control of this magic. "You won't be able to fight, Gin!" said De Comte while licking the skin of Casey's neck with a pair of disgusting-looking wolf fangs. I'm losing control more and more. My anger is really overflowing right now. I mustered all my strength and thoughts to be able to escape from De Comte's mind control trap. Slowly but surely, I could feel my hands moving. I struggled to reach the trigger of the gun I was still holding. Bang! I shot myself in the foot.