Smoking Hypnosis Manhwa Novels & Stories

His self-control snaps like a thin thread every time she appears in his sight- shimmering like the sea under the golden sun. He fetched a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. Closing the windows, he took a deep drag, letting the thick smoke wrap around him, clouding his brain. He closed his eyes, wanting to savor the smoke without any thought. But her face tore through the fog, claiming his thoughts like she fucking owned it.

But what was found inside always seemed to scare people away. Eventually, Sajida leaned back in her throne and let a smile tease her lips. Still, she didn't break her eyes off of me. She opened her drawer without having to touch the handle; a wave of her hand and the drawer slid open, and in the air, a cigarette arose. I knew what was going to happen - Sajida would light the end of the cigarette with her pyrokinetic powers and enjoy a smoke. Only this time, it didn't happen this way. She grabbed the cigarette from the air but didn't light it. Instead, she looked at me and said:

Sighing, he fished out his pack of cigarettes and lighter from his pocket, pressing the former on his lips, and began smoking. He was enjoying his port-like pleasant, slow time in silence, inhaling on the rolled of nicotine and tar by its filter then puffing a heavily thick smoke, observing it dance on the space of nothingness. It had been a while since he felt nothing but emptiness, it was giving him a bit of anxiety but somehow, it was comforting. He had done nothing to do, to think of, and to mind, even for just a bit of the time. However, his baccy-scented dreams of olive leisure were suddenly interrupted when his phone suddenly rang a notification. He took out his phone from his chest p

And that seemed to be the case with Nathan. Kelsey blew out a cloud of smoke from her cigarette that she occasionally had after sex. There was something pleasurable about the tobacco smell in her mouth and the puff of thick smoke in and out of her lungs. She laid on Nathan's bed naked, tangled in the white linen as she filled the room with the mist of Marlboro nicotine and tar while relishing the thought of how satisfied she was just a few minutes earlier.

I have never smoked before,” she says shyly. Zack’s eyes widened in surprise. “You want to try?” he asked, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Really?” He held the cigarette out to her, the tip glowing red in the dim light of the room. “Be careful,” he warned. “It’s not as easy as it looks.” he watched as she took a tentative puff, his gaze fixed on her lips. When she started coughing, he laughed and petted her back. “Not so bad, huh?” he teased. He took the cigarette back and took a long drag himself before offering it to her again. “Here, try again.” His fingers brushed against hers as she took another puff, and he leaned in closer, his voice low and husky. “You look really fucking hot

To get close to him in order to obtain the largest amount of this drug, she sticks the skin of her lips and nose to the visible veins of his neck, while she closes her eyes, unaware of what she is doing, without paying attention to the looks of the audience at their suspicious situation. Damontry awoke from what seemed like a mini drowsy period to widen her eyes what she was doing. Jongin smiled softly and grabbed her waist with a sexy feeling caressing his stomach. As if she had been hypnotized for a while, all her senses were numbed, leaving her body flying above the light clouds. She moved away from him a little and finds him looking at her and smiling, not like his usual smile, it is as

He continued, "We were very much in love." "You mean you and Camilla were in love." I smiled mockingly. "To this day, I can remember the taste of those infertility tonics you gave me." Maurice's jaw dropped, and he gaped at me. I continued, "Oh, and what was it that you said to me before I died? You asked me why I'd yet to go to hell. You said my existence stopped you and Camilla from being together. "You also said that I was cursed and that I shouldn't have dirtied the bedchambers you shared with Camilla. And after my death, you had me—the dignified daughter of the Chapman family—wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave."

After coming out, she would not be like before, smoke can not leave her hands. Hearing the cough,Aaron quickly put out the smoke in his hand, and then threw a whole box of cigarettes and lighter into the garbage can. The little woman doesn't like the smell of smoke, so he doesn't smoke. "Quit." "Why quit smoking?" At first she was just bored, lighting a cigarette in his office, afraid she burned his important documents, so scolded her and drove her out of the office. Later, in order to attract his attention, she developed the habit of smoking in front of him. He scolded her, she never angry, just to him "giggle" straight smile, but also deliberately put his mouth to his mouth, spit smoke at

Kian’s POV The scenery in front of me was vague, but I kept staring at the Pack from my room’s balcony. I took a slow drag from the cigar in my left hand, and after a few seconds, I puffed it into the air. My head felt a little fuzzy but in a good way. The endless questions that filled my mind suddenly faded the moment I started smoking. Since Daphne left, you can say I have become a cigarette addict but then it was the only way I could feel better.

Whether it's just drinking or dancing with people there. It used to be that beautiful woman was so graceful and obedient. But a terrible event happened to him. Only he knows, even his parents will never know this secret. And this secret is the biggest reason he entered this dark and dark world. Make her a wild woman who knows no rules. If you feel depressed or upset, this is what it's like. Smoking a cigarette can calm him down. But when he enjoyed his cigarette, someone came and messed up his activities. "Can't you read?" said the man furiously after forcibly seizing a cigarette in Wilona's hand. Pointing his hand at the non-smoking writing written not far from Wilona's bench.