Mom Mind Control Novels & Stories

But Tara grabbed me, holding me back with surprising strength. “ You shouldn’t upset Aunt Margaret any further,” she said softly, feigning concern. Mom finished the call and lowered her phone with an air of triumph. Her gaze pierced me, full of smug satisfaction. “It’s done. The box has already been burned. When you chose to do wrong, you should’ve known the price you’d pay.” My arms fell limp at my sides as the fight drained out of me. In my mind, I could see the box engulfed in flames, its contents reduced to ash.

Though we were getting closer to answers about the poison that was affecting a chunk of Wegalla’s population, there was so much that I desperately needed to know. As the confusion and frustration of the unknown started to consume me, I closed my eyes. I wanted nothing more than to bring Finnick over to my bed and cuddle him close, but I knew that the moment I did, I would likely be plagued with even more bad dreams. I didn’t want to upset my son, so I forced myself to sit up in my chair and regain my composure. I sat there until dawn, pursuing the report until I had the details memorized, and the phrase “mind control” haunted my every thought. I couldn’t shake the notion that this might be l

He could feel his bones breaking, cracking loudly and his beast growl gradually turning to a Human groan. He looked around, everyone was stiff. No one was moving. Were they dead? Simon? Adira? Luke? Abigail? He tried to call but it seemed as though they weren't present. Maybe their bodies were, but their minds were lost completely, and calling them would be futile. "Why have you done to them?", He asked her while he groaned. He was bleeding around his leg and his back, and the pain was excruciating.. "It's called mind control. This..!", She said as she showed off the medallion around her neck, "This gives me all the power I ever needed, and right now I will eliminate a powerful white wolf.!"

I took it from her hand and looked at her confusingly. "this will keep her alive and also control the effect of injection on her body but only till full moon night. take care of her till that night and make sure to mark her on time before it's too late" she said. I looked at her and then smirked. I started chanting some mantras which her mom gave me. "What are you doing?" she asked confusingly and soon she got her answer when she fell down on the ground because of weakness. "Your mom told me that if you go out of control then chant this mantra, this will snatch your power for some time and this is a good punishment for you to bring you in control."

My father waved his hand. “Moon being frightened is what matters most.” To calm Moon down, my father made a decision on the spot. “The small subsidiary that was initially meant for Mindy will go to Moon for now.” Cameron nodded. “I’ll add some support. Consider it my engagement gift to Moon.” “Fine,” I said, agreeing calmly. [Why isn’t Mindy making a fuss? Something is not right…] After I returned to my room, Cameron sent another transfer. [Stop targeting Moon.]

My mom had once said that she wished she only had one daughter, always claiming that when she gave birth to me, she had given me extra brain cells, which meant Chloe ended up with fewer. Was she planning to give my brain to Chloe? Mr. Morrison tried to comfort us. "The bracelet is now broken, and the bracelet belonging to the person who was controlling you is broken, too. She'll pay the price for this." My grandmother panicked. "What kind of price? No matter what, she's still my daughter!" She quickly called my mom. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

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 didn't bother to explain to her anymore because I could see the anger in her eyes, and I was sure that my clever cousin had already brainwashed her mind. I don't know what Dindi has, but she is very good at brainwashing people. All of my close friends have distanced themselves from me and have become close to her instead. Maybe she has badmouthed me, which is why my friends don't want to be friends with me anymore.

But my mother’s hold on her mind was too deep, and as she spoke her command into the neural pathways of my step mother’s mind—overriding a mother’s natural instinct to care for their OWN young—I could see life literally start to drain out of her. A Mind Worker always paid tenfold… “Mommy,” I heard my young voice call out plaintively, and it was like this snapped something in her, because she turned and seemed to remember that I was present. Her bloodshot green eyes blinked slowly at me, and her thin lips curved up into a sleepy rictus grin that only made her more unrecognisable. For the first time, I started to cry, and as my chest heaved with tears I heard my mother coo softly.

"What are you doing?" Dad looked at Mom in disbelief. But Mom only let out a cold laugh, no hesitation in her eyes as she plunged the syringe deep into Denise's back and yanked it out just as swiftly. Watching Denise grimace and wince in pain, Dad's face instantly turned crimson with fury. "Nicole, have you lost your mind? Do you even realize what you've done?" His voice cracked. Mom let out a bitter, tearful laugh. "Yes, I've lost my mind. I lost it the day Mary died."