Nicholas Wright Hypnosis Novels & Stories

The rest of the team eventually find themselves back from lunch, and the hours that pass consist of a 30-minute team meeting, light chatter, and the occasional eye-contact with Cade. After we spoke at the parking garage last night, I kept trying to figure out how I’m supposed to help him. I tried to read up on everything hypnosis while I laid in bed, and nothing I found seems remotely helpful. What’s worse is that there’s no public record of whatever hypnotherapy ‘Treatment #3427’ is. I suppose that’s the point of having kept his file in the NSA system. For all I know, it may have permanently altered his mind and nothing I do will change that.

They felt contaminated. She took a taxi to the hospital and, following the doctor's instructions, lay down on the therapy couch. The doctor lit a special incense and dimmed the lights. "Ms. Jackson, please look at the pocket watch in my hand and follow my instructions." "Three!" "Two!" "One!" "Begin hypnosis!" In the dim light, Nina stared at the pocket watch in the doctor's hand, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes. Nancy, I'm sorry. Even though you sacrificed your life to save me, I remain as weak as ever.

“Medical transport was rerouted twenty minutes ago. Someone forged the order with judicial clearance.” Wright. I looked through the open alcove toward the ballroom. The music was still playing. Guests were still laughing. Ava was still at the front table. Then I saw him. Nathan Wright stood near the far entrance in a black tuxedo that fit wrong across his shoulders, as if someone had shoved him into it in a hurry. His hair was disheveled. His face was too pale. One side of his mouth twitched as his gaze tore through the room.

"You've never been in treatment or therapy for depression before, have you?" Nicholas shook his head. "No. I have an excellent mental health record. I never keep my problems to myself and have many ways to deal with stress or tiredness." "What did you do about it?" "Yoga, meditation, hunting, and the occasional hike or boxing." Josephine felt relieved because Nicholas seemed very healthy and had high self awareness. Nicholas looked at Josephine with twitching eyebrows to tease her. "Are you worried about me, Josephine?" Josephine blushed. "You're my patient, of course I'm worried."

In order to reunite their family sooner, Anthony agreed. So this time, the hypnosis would not only make Margot forget Curtis and Lilac, but everyone else as well. After making sure the hypnosis was complete, Anthony signaled to Lena. "Let her wake up and see. If it doesn't work, we'll think of something else."

But that awakening came with consequences. Camilla DiCarpo was escalating and he could feel it. “She increased visits to the Cruz villa,” the analyst said quietly. “Average frequency has nearly doubled over the past two weeks.” Adrian’s expression remained unreadable. “What about Dr. Weston?” “Still entering through private access. Mostly evenings.” Miguel muttered a curse softly. Psychiatric reinforcement. Emotional conditioning. Subtle hypnosis. Not enough to completely erase personality, but enough to distort emotional dependency and weaken critical resistance over time. Exactly the kind of manipulation Kai’s network specialized in.

Her deep-set of dimples, her eyes that reflect him and him alone. Nicholas felt his heart aching, his eyes darkened as if someone had possessed him. Silver orbs stared straight at the sleeping woman, taking in every single detail. “What happened to them?” Nicholas’ already deep voice, deepened even more as if he was some kind of demon. “Zane had another episode and she said she was just going to take a nap, but 3 weeks had passed and they didn’t wake up even for a second.” Nicholas’ original deep sexy voice escaped from his mouth as if he was conversing with himself, if it wasn't from the tone and range of voice, people would mistake him as some kind of crazy person.

Chad nodded and led Suri to the backyard, entering the prepared treatment room. Suri was excited yet nervous. Chad smiled at her and said, "Relax and watch my hand." Despite Chad's reassurance, Suri remained tense. However, as soon as she looked at Chad's hand, she felt a sense of calm wash over her, and her mind went blank. Chad snapped his fingers next to Suri's ear, causing her to lose self-awareness completely. This was the oldest form of hypnosis, also known as psychotherapy. Chad then commanded Suri, "Follow my instructions, undress!"

I looked at the two woman, still out cold next to me, “what have you done to them?” She hummed, “hmm, valerian, a little dose of witchy sleepy time herbs, just one whiff and it’s light’s out for them, it’s a lovely little flower really and it doesn’t take much of it to render them completely helpless as you can see.” Nicholas began to whimper, and I knew he needed to eat, I began to move him, and she glared at me, “what are you doing?” I rolled my eyes, “feeding my son, or are you planning on starving him?”

He definitely had enough life to walk and it was even easier for me because he could not even see me because of not enough light around. –--- ~ FLASHBACK ~ –---- He staggered towards his car and I cut him off as Thunder on the empty highway on his way home. Now even if someone saw me, it would be very difficult for them to know that I am Nicholas, a well-known professor at Silver Valley High. And now it was going to be even more fun to torture him. Seeing me — Thunder — he started backing his car out of fear, but when I climbed on his car and started hitting his roof, he tried to run away like an uncontrollable rat out of fear.