The Hypnosis App Was Fake Novels & Stories

Which wasn’t that fake after all. She had to cover Emma’s mouth every once in a while to prevent her from screaming or making noises inside the library but Florence was able to tell everything she could remember, keeping the steamy details of their nights together, of course. Emma didn’t need to know that much anyway. “Holy sh*t,” Emma whispered, trying to put the pieces together in her mind. “I thought you were faking your marriage. Is he good? In bed, I mean.” Florence’s jaw opened in shock.

The video had gone viral, just as I expected. Thanks to the cash drops Anya had scattered, the traffic spiked within minutes. The comments poured in. Many users identified him as Benjamin Southall, a wealthy heir in the capital. They said I had been scammed and urged me to get my money back. Others sent private messages, telling me not to be afraid. They said this was not my fault. [Collect your evidence. If he dared to lie to you, you can fight back.] I was genuinely grateful, but I could not simply reply with a thank-you.

I looked at him but he shrugged, he knew already. "She wasn't so stable from the beginning and as time went by, she became less and less so.” I showed him a few papers, "Here are the sessions we booked with a couple's therapist” . They were fake session receipts one of my very close therapist friend was willing to forge for me. Not for free of course. By the time the deal was done, I was short three million dollars. "Excellent idea there. They'll definitely believe that” he looked impressed, a hilarious concept to me although nothing was funny.

Doctor Joel looks at Lauren, he is still contemplating if he could tell him or not, although he had mentioned earlier that Noor is hypnotized he never did give him the information he needed to hear about Noor's health issue. "Go on, I want to hear everything about his health condition." Lauren urges Doctor Joel. "The thing is he was diagnosed with Schizophrenia, his brain is deeply affected after being hypnotized, which causes him to have insomnia, loss of appetite, severe headache and his like he is depressed." Lauren looks at Doctor Joel.

I scan him from head to toe. He's pretty handsome but looks like a playboy. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I cleared my throat. "I have a proposal for you," he seems interested and looks at me. "What is it?" "Can you be my fake husband?" "What!?" I closed my eyes as he shouted. "Sorry, I just get shocked." He looks away. "It is a great deal; I can offer you a wage you like. How about 200,000 US dollars a month?" he looks at me like I have three eyes.

The room filled with the sounds of heart-rending screams and heavy breathing. A long time passed this way and then out of nowhere the screen to the left lit up. “Ma’am, your son has been murdered! How are you feeling?” “ Mr. Arnold, how can people trust Zen Security Solutions, if you were unable to secure your house.” "Mr. Arnold, your hospital has a team of the most coveted specialists yet they couldn't save your son! What do you have to say about it?" The questions poured in tens and thousands. Then, the screen on the right lit up with hundreds of notifications.

I wanted to remember her laugh, her smile and her voice. I didn't need to see the future to know that she would be in it. I knew I would be 'Hypnotized By Her' no matter how long we'd be together. And I was okay with that. - End Of Book 2: Chapter 28: I & Do -

said Leon again. "How do they do it?" asked Claire. “Everyone in this world uses cell phones nowadays, right? They send some kind of hypnosis online without realizing it via random people's cell phones or gadgets. The simple message that is repeated will sink in until the people feel it is the truth. However, Boston still felt there were flaws in the system it developed itself. Therefore, we got back into the game last time. I think Boston wants to prove that with a strong desire or an induced awareness, people can become aware of their hypnotic effects. That's what we do, we wake up from the hypnosis, right? He wants to analyze our brains as we do it and cover that weakness," Leon replied.

Gabriel finished, "you could've done better than that." "Yeah," Julia chimed in, siding with Gabriel, "like making him drink out of the toilet." Gabriel chuckled, hitting Julia's open palm with his own. "You know I'm seating next to you, right?" Matt asked sarcastically, raising his brows at his sister. "Oh, I'm sorry," Julia added, raising her hand and exposing her palm to Matt. "So, how about we try that hypno thing you so claim you did," Gabriel said to Jake, "and I'm not it!"

"This looks legit as hell." "Told you. My work? Bulletproof." "But heads up: don't overplay. Lies stack too high, you're sunk." Sophia shrugged it off. "My whole ID's a fake. What's a few more fibs?" Alyssa dug out a tiny spray bottle, size of a finger, and pressed it into her palm. "This too." Sophia turned the little vial over, inspecting it. "What's the deal?" "Hypno-mist. Squirt it in Ethan's face, and boom—whatever you say, he swallows whole."