Sonic Hypnotized Novels & Stories

Charlie nodded slightly before he said in a supremely majestic tone, “Luna, can you make sure that you remember and keep whatever I am going to say next in your mind for a lifetime until you die? You can never forget what I am going to say, okay?” Luna had already been completely hypnotized by Charlie, and Charlie’s hypnotism was assisted by spiritual energy. Hence, the intensity of his hypnosis far exceeded the psychological hint that the scumbag had been manipulating her with all this while. Luna hurriedly replied, “Yes, you can give me your orders. I will make sure that I go all out to fulfill it.”

A golden aura begins to radiate from his body, dimming the violet glow. “You are not my father. You’re a rotten robot! Give me my dad back!” He throws a sphere of golden light at Lucas’s chest—right where the main processor is connected. Lucas screams in agony as the violet energy flickers violently. I stagger to my feet. “Lucas! Sona is calling you! Come back!” For a moment, the real Lucas awakens. His violet eyes turn brown. Trembling, he clutches his head. “Sophia… run! It’s consuming me… I can’t hold it back anymore!”

"I didn’t call you to listen to your nonsense. I’m going to ask you one last time—are you giving me the antidote or not?" Hawk let out a low, deep laugh. "It seems you’re the only one in this world who can’t be hypnotized by me." "If you’re trying to hypnotize me, you’d better practice more," Suzy retorted, fully aware of his attempt to conduct remote hypnosis. Anyone else would have fallen into his trap by now, but not her.

MAX. A pulse of sonic energy exploded from the device. It wasn't a sound. It was a frequency of cancellation. ZWWWWWWWUM. The pulse hit the Hollows. They didn't explode. They simply... stopped. The blue light in their eyes went out. They collapsed like puppets with cut strings. The pulse hit Sebastian. He screamed as the crystals on his arm shattered into dust. The virus inside him was neutralized, forced into dormancy. He fell to the ground, unconscious but human.

shrieked a woman who seemed to have a sharper intuition for the supernatural. "Both of you, guard the doors! Don't let anyone in!" Joe ordered. "On it," Kelvin and Brandon replied in unison. "Everyone, calm down. Look at me!" Joe's voice resonated through the bus, instantly silencing the frantic passengers. "Yes, that’s it." "Relax. Inhale, exhale. Deep breaths, everyone." The humans fell into a trance, following Joe's instructions as if they were puppets. Joe’s eyes began to glow a deep, predatory red. As he released his hypnotic power, he began to "treat" their minds.

Boston unplugged the telephone, closed the doors tightly, all the windows. “Damn it! What is happening?" he exclaimed, kicking the leg of the living room table until the table toppled and the glass shattered. The doorbell began to sound from outside, Boston didn't want to see who was coming. He sat on the sofa, covering his ears. He could not believe that after the hypnosis he did, all of this still happened. He was sure something was wrong, but he didn't know what it was. Obviously, earlier he saw the results of the hypnosis transmission were running smoothly. He could clearly see the report on the monitor this afternoon.

"No. I’ll turn you." "You can't turn what’s already awakened," I said. I grabbed the back of his neck, my grip borderline painful. "Drink. It’s the only way to drown out the Council’s song." He drank. The moment my blood hit his tongue, the room felt like it exploded. A wave of frequency rolled out from us, shattering the remaining glass in the window and blowing the dust from the floor. Harrison’s eyes cleared, the frenzied glow fading into a steady, molten amber. The rot scent vanished, replaced by the sharp, clean smell of woodsmoke.

The sound was too familiar, too much like the crack of my breaking heart that day. The sound jolted through him. His subconscious jerked awake at the familiar noise, pulled back from whatever memory hell I’d sent him to. Fuck. The sound had broken his trance completely. Ulysses slowly opened those deep green eyes. Still hazy from the hypnosis, still lost between sleep and waking, but focused directly on my face. His gaze was misty and full of desperate longing. Like he was seeing everything he’d lost standing right in front of him. My heart hammered so hard I was sure he could hear it.

It felt like they had been teleported to an endless domain of eternal darkness. They lost total control of their body. Their limbs were stiff and their mouths could not form any sort of speech. Freedy sneered in satisfaction when he saw that they had fallen into his spell as they began to sink into a deep slumber. "Listen to my command and kneel!" He ordered them in a hypnotic state. Crash! Crash! Hilda, Gasper and Nuella pitched forward and fell to the floor in a kneeling position as their bodies followed his orders unconsciously.