Synonym For Compelled Novels & Stories

“Compulsion?” “Compulsion is like hypnotizing, but stronger. You can compel people to do what you say, and apparently, you can do it to vampires. Typically, vampires are immune to hypnosis. But I think you just did it with Mrs. Dunkan. Have you ever persuaded people to do things they wouldn’t normally do? I assume it would’ve been in a moment of desperation or need. Something as strong as when you didn’t want Mrs. Dunkan to call my father.” I thought back and shook my head. I had a very uneventful past, and I couldn’t think of a time when I would’ve been able to compel people to do whatever I wanted. I always had to work extra hard to succeed.

, Mariana cried Avery pulled her close and hugged her. "Shhh, that's a lie...You're far better than that wrench. Don't give her a chance to take what belongs to you, fight for it...I didn't train you to be a coward or a weakling so don't let me down", Avery said. What Avery said seemed to have given Mariana some courage so she cleaned her tears and smiled wryly "I'll teach her a lesson mum", she said and Avery nodded.

But what she told me, It twisted everything I thought I understood. Finally, I found my voice. “What do you mean something controlled you?” I asked quietly, stepping closer. “Vanessa what kind of something?” Her lips parted. “I don’t know. It wasn’t Damian. It wasn’t me. It wasn’t my wolf. It was like like a pull. A compulsion.” My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. A compulsion. That word shouldn’t exist in connection with her. She should never feel anything forced inside her again. Not after everything Damian put her through.

“Then you’re not meant to be together.” “I can not do that. It’s against the law. I can not tell her what I am, Kral. What if she runs away,” “Then you can always compel her to forget that,” “Then I can compel her to love me too,” “A forced relationship doesn’t bring you joy, it will bring you heartbreaks and tears once her compulsion is seared off.”

Smith stepped back and dropped his head, conceding to Gunner. “I used some kind of compulsion on her” Gunner admitted. I hand to shake my head a little to make sure I heard him right. “Compulsion? Like an Alpha command?” Felix asked before I did. Gunner shook his head and rested his hands on the table. “No, I don’t think so. It didn’t feel like it at least” he said while looking at his hands. I looked down at my feet to think if anything like that has happened to me. I can’t picture any time that I managed to compel someone to do something against their will.

“Come on, don’t be a brat, El. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be. Just a little compulsion and you won’t even feel what happens.” That might be even worse than feeling what would happen. To not know what would be done to me, but know that I’d hate every second of it. His grip grew tighter, and I swore my jaw would break as I grew lightheaded, grip starting to slack. “Fine, we’ll do this the hard way. I’ll lay down a compulsion that’ll never break. Eleonore,” he called, pressure making my heart threaten to burst. “Give in…what—”

Felt him pushing everything he had toward me even though he couldn't see what was happening. "I don't want to fight you." "Too bad." She pushed harder. The collar glowed bright enough to hurt. I realized she was burning herself out. Using too much power too fast. The collar demanding everything she had. "Stop. You're killing yourself." "Good. Better to die fighting than live as someone's puppet." The compulsion cracked my shields. Started seeping through. I felt it trying to take hold. Trying to make me kneel. Obey. Submit.

"On the day I met you I fell for your beauty straight up but far beyond that beauty I could see a shattered soul and it was easy to see you were a newly turned as you walked into a restaurant whose menu for the week was all veggies but i want so sure, To test you I ordered a sandwich for you and I could see you get all excited which made me happy for no reason, I had tailed you but you tripped over by total coincidence, and I had compelled you just that moment I had bent to dust off your clothes and our eyes met" "Compelled?" "It means I worked some magic On you and forced you to do something against your will" "You bastard undo it now, whatever bewitching spell you had some to me I want it

It was a chilling display of confidence, a silent command that spoke volumes about their belief in their own power over me. I felt compelled to follow like an invisible force was pulling me forward. The compulsion was immediate , a strange tug in the center of my chest that made my feet move before my brain had fully processed the instruction. It wasn't pain, not exactly, but a deep, inescapable pressure, like an internal magnet was being drawn to a distant pole. It felt like my own will had been temporarily suspended, replaced by an external directive. I hated it. I hated the lack of control, the sense of being a puppet on a string, but the resistance I managed to summon felt weak and futil

He motioned to a dark corner of my room the dim glow didn't penetrate. And so did she. Devoid of thoughts of her own, she had been dulled by father; another one of our numerous abilities. Compulsion was an important aspect of capturing feeds— a long stare into their eyes and we rid them of cognitive abilities including resistance and impulse. Therefore, they are fully surrendered to our actions. She walked into the dark and leaned on its thick walls. I closed my eyes in frustration as my fingers rubbed the bridge of my nose. I made sure he saw it. why did I have to go through this again? He never learns, does he? I decide to take things slow.