Novel & Cerita Mind Control Stories

I try to blink away the excruciating pain and pause when I feel Victor’s sweaty hands touch each side of my head. He presses into my ears with his palms, staring into my eyes with his hypnotic gaze. Those lips of his move, and then I’m lost, seized by an invisible force. I can’t turn away now. The world is spinning, disappearing before my eyes. My knees weaken, and I wobble forward, suddenly no longer in control of my body. What the hell is his ability? Mindcontrol? God, he is just a more robust version of his father then.

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.

"Despite all they did, you still loved them... That is the reason your powers could not possess them." "What?" "During mind-control and possession, a lot of things happen. You get access to the person's mind and thoughts, take control of their body, and possess their will. They become like a doll. At that point, there is this feeling of dominance that always creeps into you. The feeling that you can do just what you want, that crazy bubble of pride and mockery of the person. At that point, you could even ask the person to jump into the sea before realizing it. Your powers know the harm you could cause, so it doesn't go close to the ones you love. It is unable to possess the souls your heart

"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."

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.

Leon stuttered, still shaken from my provoked outburst. "I questioned her, but she didn't budge. She's sticking to her story about not working for Amon and his gang." "Do you think Amon has put her under mind control?" Vladimir asked. Amon, leader of the Blood Kings and my arch nemesis had supernatural mind control abilities. He has tried to find out about our plans on numerous occasions, and he often used his mind control abilities to influence humans to do his dirty work. "I don't know, it's possible,” I began. “But she didn't seem to be under any trance."

A walking dream, a touch and go of deja vu followed by blast of stolen memories to prove the dream right. He could as easily draw them in his web, make them believe they were doing things of their own free will. It worked for a short while. Another reason why he needed the brimstones. They empowered Telesthesia. Any foolish attempts at caling it mind-control were at best gullible, at worst a false negative. He can't control minds, he could simply plant suggestions in them. And that was enough, for now.

“I believe you have a Vodu Worm that is used for manipulation, right? It’s the type that prevents someone from betraying another person, you know?” Nancy said, “Yes, I have a Mind Control Vodu that can be used to manipulate a person. If the cursed person wants to betray the other person, the worm will eat them up. The pain will be worse than being munched by millions of ants.” Penta-sun Doyen’s face was ghastly pale, and he looked toward Kayson pleadingly. He said shakily, “I won’t betray you, Mr. Yarde. Please don’t curse me with the worm!”

A story that benefits someone. --- Recognition I don’t need proof. I don’t need confirmation. I already know. Madison. --- Reaction I don’t cry. I don’t panic. I don’t even move. I just stand there. Reading it once. Then again. Because now I understand— This isn’t exposure. This is control. Control of perception. Control of narrative. Control of how people see me— Before I get the chance to define it myself. --- Around Me The office continues. Or at least—

"Funny, your friend here once said that. Shall I show you how I taught him to serve his master?" Bracing himself, Jaxon waited for the tenebrous touch of evil to invade his mind. The pervasive and unbreakable mind control that fucked him over so royally and made him dance like a marionette. Except . . . The crushing pain never arrived. As a matter of fact, the pressure in his head eased, and his wolf growled. Now? His brothers must have fought a mental invasion and won because the unnatural one screamed, "Kill them. Kill them all!"