Mind Control Story Novels & Stories

What if I would have ended up bu=lurting something that I should have? 'At first, stop worrying about that part and quickly run somewhere away from there into the sunlight and close your eyes.', I directed, and he quickly did that. I knew he was way smarter than me, but it was just no one had dealt with such a powerful psycho before who had the power to control minds. "Now tell me, where are you?" 'In the human world as of now. And you won't believe me when I will tell you something.' 'And what is it?'

His mind-control powers were taking hold, and I could feel my thoughts and emotions being manipulated by his will. I tried to resist, but it was too late. Theo's powers had already taken hold, and I was under his control. The others watched in stunned silence as I stood there, my mind and body under Theo's command. Master Colt's eyes narrowed, his expression intense with interest. "Theo, release Ella from your control," he instructed, his voice firm but calm. Theo nodded, his eyes never leaving mine, and I felt his mind-control powers release their hold on me. I stumbled backward, gasping for breath, as the others erupted into applause.

“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!”

he replied, his voice filled with sincerity. “Thank you. I did some mind control stuff earlier… oh God, I am going crazy!” she laughed, grabbing her head with both hands. Marcus's eyes widened. “Mind control?” “Yeah, like….” She sighed, fixing her gaze on the flower pot. With a deep breath, Zyra focused on the flower pot, willing it to rise. To Marcus's astonishment, the pot began to lift slowly into the air, hovering steadily. Her eyes glinted with concentration and a hint of amazement as she controlled its movements.

And as I delved into the realm of mind control, I found not a curse, but a path to understanding, to mastering the extraordinary within. My journey into mastering mind control was a challenging odyssey that tested the limits of abilities. The very notion of manipulating the thoughts of others both fascinated and terrified me. Del, who had now become a trusted friend, bravely volunteered to be my initial subject, standing by my side as I attempted to unlock the full potential of my powers.

“He injected her with Agra in front of my face… but it's a trick to make me help him in trying to make her give up the codes. Now he will have control of people's brains like what he does with Agra, and he can force them to behave or do what he wants. “He will switch minds on and off. Control minds with something like mind compulsion. If you get what I mean, it is like becoming a driver of an automatic car. And in this scenario, he will be the sole driver and humans will be his cars.” “That is insane. He will have the world in his hands if he gets her to do that.” “I must stop him. We must stop him. But before that, we need to save her out of the warehouse first. Wait for me in thirty minute

“What was that?” “Ah, just a little trick that I can do,” Aislen winced, flushing. “It’s nothing really.” “Mind control,” Aaron murmured. “Fascinating and explains… so much about former emissaries.” “M, there’s a whole shit-tonne of problems with doing that,” Bianca ignored Aaron. “Like, just look at this girl,” she gestured to June. “She’s gone all blank faced. And those guys - where are they going? What’s going to happen when they get there? Does this wear off and will they go back to normal? What if it doesn’t wear off?”

"But hallucinations require an antidote to reverse. After the murder, the woman chased neighbors and calmed down by the time the police arrived. So it's not 'Inferno.'" "The second is 'Mind Parasite,' an ancient parasite known as 'Control Worm.' It enters the brain and allows another person to control the host's actions, with the host retaining full memory of the events."

He said, a bit hesitantly. “He is a cunning son of a bitch. But as strong as he is, he can’t control people’s thought and what they choose to believe. What we need to do is just manipulate the story a bit.” I said running a hand through my hair. The ideas coming to me all at once, making em speak fast. Trying to get all the words out.

“Oh yeah? What kind of family are we talking about here?” “The highly dysfunctional, intensely rigid kind,” I said, leaning back and crossing my legs with practiced ease. “My dad, Mercer, is a total control freak. He and my mother divorced because he literally could not turn off his management brain. He treated our childhood vacations like high-stakes tactical deployments. I'm not even joking. He briefed us with printed maps and emergency exit strategies before a trip to Disney World. The final straw for my mom was when he tried to give her a structured quarterly performance review on their tenth wedding anniversary.”