Mind Controlled Mom Novels & Stories

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ JAIME'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 I didn't expect to meet Mimo here in the hospital. However, my sister was busy and couldn't accompany our mother to her consultation, so I decided instead. My mom has Posttraumatic Stress Disorder that led to paralysis, which she got when our father left us.

🎙️ Emily's POV 🎙️ I went to Mom's room and I laid on the bed with her "What do you think about Aiden Mom?" I asked "He seems like a good person, not everyone will agree to drive such a long distance through the night just to get a crazy girl to her family but he did it for you" Mom said "Am not crazy, I was tricked" I said "Tricked? Yeah, I guess you were tricked by your brain" Mom said and I scoffed

“I won’t go.” “Mom…” I groaned. “I don’t mind if you go. You just need protection. It’s not that big of a deal to take…” She shook her head as she stared down at the batter she was mixing. “No, it’s fine. Some other time.” Sam was still in the room, looking curiously at my mom. ‘Alpha, you’re going to have to give at some point. Otherwise, you’re going to make her feel trapped.’ She mind linked me.

Mom advised. "Alan makes me so angry, Mom. Why didn't he listen to me and get here on time? I can't wait to get him out of my life." Mom lightly tapped my cheek. "Men are easy to manipulate. You just need to find their weaknesses and act submissive while using their weaknesses against them. How do you think I ended up with your father?" she said, winking at me. I grinned and faked a smile. If only she knew that Alan was the one who had leverage over me with those nude pictures of mine he still had.

“Let me talk to your mom.” Instantly, Brandon’s mood brightened, and I thought about how unfair that was. His mom was supposed to be the crazy, abusive one—but she was likely to say yes to this because she had already basically turned Brandon over to his dad. My mom was the one at headquarters where she could actually see how much of an enhancement the procedure created. And she would absolutely say no.

Who focused on the road with her leg steady on the accelerator. Something isn't right Arlene Said to herself. She realised screaming and shouting at Barb wouldn’t change a thing. She behaved like a programmed robot who had malfunctioned. There were no signs of her being human anymore, like who would hit her husband and speed off without a care? She decided to take the wheel by trying to push her mum’s hands away from the steering, their father and husband was dying, he needed help and there she was running away from something she did. Barbs hand wouldn’t bulge; it became as strong and heavy as osmium.

He barked and left for the bathroom. Quivering, I quickly ran out of the room with tears in my ears. How the hell could he control himself? My body was flowing in so much tingles and throbbing; it made me feel like I was in heat. ‘Mom, your plan didn’t work!’ I forcefully mind linked her. ‘How? What happened? Please be calm and try again.’ ‘No! For fucks sake, no! I’ll do what I want!” I hollered in the link and cut it off.

I paced in the control room not knowing what to do. “Mom” I called through the mind link, I needed her help, I didn’t know what she could do but they say two heads were better than one and I needed another head trying to solve this besides Damon’s and mine. “You messed up, didn’t you?” I was not sure how the woman always knew what I did before I could tell her. “I did, someone heard me telling Damon about what we discussed and now I don’t know how to identify him and stop him from talking.”

Mindy’s eyes widened and she stared at me with disgust in her eyes, “I never thought that a time would come when I would watch my brother turn into a pussy and a coward. But I guess the world is always full of surprises isn't it?” “Mindy…..” ‘Do not dare use that tone on me Xandert. Don't you dare go all primal wolf on me because obviously you do not know hen and when not to flex your muscles. We have something big at stake, asides that you are supposed to be a better man, but no. Keep allowing our mum manipulate you.`` “She is not manipulating me.” How could she say that and what has gotten into her? This was our mother. The only one who stood by us when everyone including our father turned

"I know, sweetheart. I know what's happening to you." "Do you?" she asked desperately. "Because I feel like I'm going crazy. There's this voice in my head, telling me to hurt people. To control them. To make them all bow down to me." "That's The Mother," I explained gently. "She's part of you, but she's not all of you." "Part of me?" Amara's voice broke. "You mean I really am a monster?" "No, baby. You're not a monster. You're just... complex."