Romans & histoires Mind Control Story

Alden had returned to their side as had Aren, “This one is not one I would recommend, he isn't even in his right mind, no surname, we aren't even sure of what house this bloodline belongs to, he just goes by prisoner Zee,” Alden said quietly as he unlocked the door, “He has the power of mind control, he has caused havoc and has been here for the last 50 years,” Alden said frowning deeply, although many died from being suppressed for so long or from taking their own lives. This was the older of the bloodline users.

I can give up on the job, but I can't leave these people I love most! With this thought, I deliberately looked helplessly at Daniel and Mom, trembling nervously all over. I saw their originally angry expressions soften, and Mom stepped forward to hold me, comforting me constantly. "Don't be afraid. We'll take Victoria to the hospital right now. Calm down. I know you wouldn't do something like that." Suddenly, as if remembering something, I broke free from Mom's embrace and said loudly, "I learned a folk remedy that might help Victoria!" With that, I ran quickly toward the outhouse and looked at the filth on the walls with flickering eyes.

With a wave of his hand, he had security drag her out. Hayden's and Selena's bodies were trembling. It was as though they were the ones being hauled away instead. After all, Rebecca's boldness came entirely from the way they treated me. As the farce finally came to an end, the crowd instinctively distanced themselves from Hayden and Selena. At that moment, the private doctor William had called over was already examining the injury on the back of my hand. William crouched down, his eyes fixed on my hand, fists clenching instinctively.

He saw Soren as someone who loved to be in control, Juno smiled and quickly removed the blindfold. Soren's response was cut off by another hard kiss, his lips parting under Juno's as he felt a surge of electricity through his body. He never thought he would be so turned on by someone else taking control but there was something about Juno's confidence and assertiveness that made him weak in the knees. Juno's hands roamed over Soren's body, exploring every inch of him as if he was trying to memorize the feeling. He traced his fingers along Soren's muscles, causing a shiver to run down his spine.

“Way better than those AniMox pods you’re all so attached to.” “Oh?” said the shadow. “Better than the brainwave pods? AniMox has got the potential to hack people, man. Imagine bein’ in control of the Grand Minister - everything you want suddenly became law. So you’d better not be fucking with me with your ‘way better than’ crap. Ain’t nothin’ more powerful than mind control.” Merlin took another drag casually, and waved away the hostility.

Rocco stood to his feet, his eyes blazing with anger. "Enough!" I hit my hand on the table. "We're here to talk about important stuff, not to threaten each other. Trey is right. I can manipulate him into telling me the truth. We don't need torture. Just some form of mind game and hypnosis, and he'd be in our palm." "And how do we do that?" Elio asked, looking at me. "Play these games on him." "I'll do it." "You have other things to do," Rocco bit. "Like going out there and doing your fucking job."

“You have blood on your nose. Just wipe it. It’s quite disturbing.” Coach Mark had just walked out on them, leaving the house in uneasy silence. Khali’s gaze shifted between Brady and Rye, who fixed their eyes on her. Brady gingerly dabbed at the crimson splotch on the bridge of her nose. Khali, Rye, and Brady had found a splendid abode to rest their weary bodies. The coach bestowed upon them an additional quilt, allowing the two gentlemen to slumber on the floor while Khali luxuriated in the bed. The throbbing ache in Khali’s head persisted, a constant reminder of her trauma. She believed that altering Coach Mark’s perspective was an impossible feat. Fortuitously, he proves to be quite plia

“Don’t fuck with me—just fucking kill me already!” He couldn’t process that he would also want to die now after all the things he went through. With the amount of drugs injected into him, he knew he would die sooner or later. But he suddenly thought, if the night back in the abandoned building he made up his mind not to take his own life, would he really want to give up now when he had promised that he will live for himself and his father? “You are an important part of this experiment. You cannot die until no one replaces you,” told Dr. Conscire. “Just follow our orders. I will remove your handcuffs now, you have to proceed to the Second Stage.”

It contained criminals and jackasses. I spotted a target sitting in the corner. His table was full of drugs. He was groping and making out with two very underage girls. I shook my head, gulped my drink, and went to his table. Security stopped me before I could get close, but vampires have what we call mind control, in other words, compulsion. I can make any human do anything I want. I compelled the guard to let me through to his boss, and he obliged. I swayed my hips towards the dangerous-looking man. When he noticed me, he smirked. I made my way to him. He signaled me to sit on his lap. The two young girls were dismissed brutally by him. They left frowning because I took away their business

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."