The Mentalist Fanfic Novels & Stories

"I have wanted to ruin you for months. But right now, looking at you... I cannot think of anything else. I want to hurt you, but I also want to make sure you never leave this hallway." Anji felt his mind fogging over. The M-ESSENCE was demanding more. It was no longer satisfied with the mental manipulation of the boardroom. It needed friction. It needed a release to stabilize the chemical imbalance that was tearing his cells apart. He felt his hands move on their own, clutching the lapels of Randy’s expensive suit, pulling him closer.

He pulls once again against those strong mental binds that I have on him, smirking devilishly as he quirks a brow, quite literally daring me. The moment I blink, letting the tug on my mind vanish, freeing Cian, I turn, sprinting straight toward my room. Cian jumps up behind me in less than a second, but I make it to my door right before he can grab me, slamming it in his face before promptly locking it. Breathing out, I lean my back against the door, grinning and I sweep a hand back through my wild hair.

She was her mate in every sense of the word. Then he noted her dilated eyes and the way she avoided looking directly at him. She was lying. She knew the issanvi had been mind-blowing. “There’s also some other connections,” he went on. “We have a mental connection.” He saw the disbelief in her eyes. “I’m not saying we can read each other’s minds,”—at least not yet—“but we can sense what the other is feeling.” “How?”

My stomach churned, just having to remember that night. I had wanted to stand up and shout that Trevor was a delusional asshole when he claimed I was his girlfriend and that attacking me was part of consensual role play. I don’t know what triggered his mental breakdown, but neither of those is true. And I have no rape fantasies. I won’t knock anyone that does because to each their own but fuck no, that shit isn’t for me.

Gavin grabbed my hand and widened his eyes at me. "What are you doing?" He mind linked me. "We can't let him kill her," I responded via our mental link. "But she wants you dead!" He retorted. Pursing my lips, I looked at the girl who I once thought was the closest friend I had. She was coughing and gasping while rubbing her throat. Fresh tears streamed down her cheeks. I felt bad for her. Although I enjoyed watching them fight, I just couldn't watch him kill her. "I know, but I'm not her."

Heart pounding in my chest as I feel the bloodlust replenishing me. Fuck it feel so good to hurt someone who pried on others. 'Crazy psycho bitch' Ania grumbles when I let our connection lay open again. The forced door between our minds opening once again as she rolls her eyes at me. 'Oh, you fucking love me'. I laugh out loud convinced that she really did but didn't often say it.. 'Whatever helps you sleep at night. Now, fuck off, will you. Focus on not getting killed, human' she hisses.

She said, accusingly. “He is my mate you psycho” I will not entertain her fantasies and delusions. “That was why I helped Maverick. All I had to do was come back with convincing injuries and all suspicious left me.” She said “getting my story straight was also important. I had no idea Justin escaped. He almost ruined my plans” “Good to know you are an upcoming mastermind.” “You were different. You didn't buy my act one bit. I could feel you prodding around my head sometimes, but after a few minutes, you usually give up.” She said “if you had checked after the doctor sedated me, maybe you would have stood a chance”

Whenever Amelia and I decide to meet up for a session , we meet in one of my clubs , that’s where I fuck her brains out But that’s not what I want to do with Anna , I want to do it here , I want her screams to only be mine There was a smile on my face as I closed the red room’s door . I was going so fast , fantasising about having sex with a girl I just met . I must be going insane , she really had me wrapped around her finger I took a shower then went to bed , tomorrow’s was going to be an interesting day ~~End of the chapter ~~

Rye grabbed Khali's hand, squeezed it a little bit, and got away. "Are you alright, man? You don't seem to be on your own?" Yachne asked Tristan Brent tapped his shoulder. "Huh?" Tristan's reaction "What are you thinking, mate? You've been like that since we left the resort," said Brent "I feel like I've done something I don't remember," said Tristan. Tristan caught his head. Khali looked at Tristan in secret, and she came into his mind. Mind manipulation, she can subject the target to any object she wishes. Tristan stood up and danced in the middle with the many people there.

His dark eyes were fixed entirely on Gina, tracking her movement. *Go,* his voice echoed directly inside her mind—a powerful, commanding Alpha link that left no room for argument. *Keep my heart beating, Gina. Run.* The guilt that had been simmering in Gina’s chest all afternoon boiled over into a fierce, blinding defiance. *No,* she thought back, throwing the mental link right back at him with a strength that surprised them both. *I am not running anymore. I am the Moonborn. I am your mate. We fight together.*