Novel & Cerita Mind Control Spell

The soundproofing Kyle promised kicked in instantly; the muffled thumping of the club’s bass vanished, replaced by a silence so heavy it made the eardrums ache. Knowing this arrogant ass won't remember a single thing about my powers after tonight. Thanks to the memory-wiping spell I’m weaving, I looked deep into his eyes. The "human" facade peeled away to reveal something ancient and terrifying. My eyes weren't hazelnut anymore. They were burning with a cold, predatory violet light as I was chanting the foreign words in my heart and waving the spell, letting him sense the crushing presence of my mana soul. Seeing his eyes blowing wide with terror boosted my ego.

Well, I couldn't blame her as when I was little I used to count aloud but now the crazy was all done in my mind. No one really knew why I did that, or rather, why I had started doing it. For me, it was both relaxing as well ‘focusing’. It really helped me concentrate, and as a kid that was something I had had serious issues doing. While it was alright for kids to not be able to focus, I wasn't allowed to do so. As a witch, or a sorcerer of any sort, mind control was arguably the most important skill. Before any magician could do anything, the mind had to permit it. The mind, of course, didn't have any ‘energy’ of its own but was there to act as a switch. Now, as the mind was there to permit

"As usual still planning to take Vincent down" Finland was my insider among the magic casters, he was a wizard and the only one on my side, always keeping me informed on what they were planning. "Who is controlling the rogues?" I asked, dropping the vial glass containing the blood on the table. "It's hard to tell who controls the rogues" "What do you mean, how are they controlled, which spell is used" "It's not just a spell, it's wolfsbane mixed with blood by using a memory erasing spell" he replied and I was surprised at how devious they were.

“Chloe cast a spell on literally all the occupants of the werewolf nation. A sort of mind control spell, or body control I don’t know. They are aware of what they do but they cannot stop it. Kind of like..” “It’s an advanced hypnosis spell.” Chloe’s mother says, dread filling her face. “And you cannot break it.” She says with frustration. “What do you mean I cannot break it? I have brought back three people who were originally under this hypnosis spell. I can fix everyone else.” I tell her, “Maybe it was easy because you had an emotional connection to those three people but you won’t be able to do the same for over thousands of people. The only way to break th

Her cowering was sickening. "Spare me the rhetoric. You know what can happen if you don't do the right thing here and you're running out of time. The spell is broken; he's no longer under your control, and I've fixed it so it can never happen again. I don't have to tell you what will happen if I send it back to you. Or how things may turn out the next time you cast since I'm locked onto you now."

“Look. That isn’t how Jamie fights. He’s chaos. He’s fire. This is…” “Controlled,” Mark finished, voice flat. Yes, that was the right word. His eyes were still as if he was hypnotized by something. Lucas slid in beside us, Lucien a half-step behind. Both looked down at the chaos. Their eyes became wide, faces pale. “It’s a spell,” Lucien muttered. “What kind?” I snapped. “Hypnosis," Lucas answered. "Advanced magical control. Someone else is pulling his strings." Everything clicked. I could almost hear the gears grinding in my head. “Alexa.”

She cursed, thinking. She hadn’t spent a lot of time trying to mind control people or planting thoughts in people’s heads. It didn’t sit right with her until this moment when she needed to override whatever spell was influencing them. She sat on the ground to concentrate, reached into their minds, and commanded them to come to her. She felt a tug but no movement. She focused on one. She did everything she could think of, trying to put the thought of coming to her in his mind. Nothing. She sighed and scrubbed her hands over her face.

Mathias listened attentively to the controlling spell being uttered by the witch, Señorita Adrianna Sebastián, and recognized it for what it was—an attempt to manipulate and control someone's actions. It became evident that the person she was attempting to control, however, was a force even more formidable than her. As the spell took its toll, her body began to fail, blood seeping from her eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and even her skin. The spell was killing her, yet she persisted, unwavering in her determination.

"But human magic trumps supernatural strength. You should have known that." He walks closer. Examines us like specimens. "The Hermetic Order will be pleased. Five supernatural subjects. Including Callum Brennan himself. All paralyzed and ready for transport." I can't move. Can't fight. Can barely breathe. The spell is crushing my chest. Fell pulls out a syringe. "This time I'll use the correct formula. Born wolf physiology requires different compounds. I've adjusted the mixture." He's going to inject me again. Mind control formula. This time it'll work.

—Mhm? —When you introduced us Vlad said I'm immune to your powers of compulsion. —Ah, yes. - He strokes my back. -. You are. Compulsion is like a kind of... hypnotism that we use, it is very useful to control some humans' weak minds. —Hmm. Does that mean my mind is strong? —Your mind is ... difficult to penetrate. It has so many they form a kind of spiral labyrinth. Mastering it, for someone like us, is impossible.