The Mentalist Fanfic Novels & Stories

Daniel. They had drugged me even then. They didn’t just steal my son’s identity; they tried to lobotomize my heart so I wouldn’t recognize the man I truly loved. Every time I had looked at Zander and felt that magnetic pull, every time I had questioned why Daniel’s touch felt like a violation of my soul, I had been right. The “madness” was the only thing that was real. The “sanity” they offered was a meticulously crafted lie.

Nimue said she had trilled his mind to see if it was him and came up empty though. " Mind control " Nimue says inside of me , Shirer looks at me. Of course she would have heard Nimue. She has spoken to her through me before. " I thought the same too , that was why I have just tried putting a mental blocker on him. I was kept out " Shirer voice rattles in my mind. " If it was mind control , there would be no dark magic in his blood , or wrongs in his mind. Mind control doesn't always have to be black magic , and his memories will be kept clean by whoever is doing it. " Nimue answers .

For good. Damien’s voice pulled me back to reality. "What are you thinking in that little head of yours?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Nothing," I lied instantly. He smirked knowingly. "Yeah, keep lying to me. But once you mark me and we complete the mate bond, I’ll be able to read your thoughts," he said casually. "Then I’ll know exactly what’s going on inside that little brain of yours. And we’ll be able to mind-link." A violent shiver ran down my spine. No. No, no, no. That couldn’t happen. I had to get out of here before that nightmare became a reality. I forced myself to keep my breathing steady, trying to change the subject. "So when are you coming back?" I asked, my voice tight.

“Be my girlfriend, Laney.” “Do your fangs project that exact identical verbal phrase to every single low-caste female your body conquers across the sleeping furs? Zero physical coercion transpired inside that chamber last night. My own internal beast completely lost its parameters of self-control alongside your own. How about our lines simply execute a total mental wipe regarding this entire event, allowing our tracks to move forward within our own separate, isolated realities?” “How can my alpha consciousness simply delete the profound carnal reality that transpired between your body and my soul?”

"How did you do that? Who told you? Did one of these idiots signal you from behind my back?" ​"I told you, Ted," I said, my lips curling into a devious little smirk despite the heavy throb starting to build right behind my eyes. "Mind games." ​"You got lucky," Ted hissed, his calloused hand tightening under mine. "One lucky guess doesn't prove anything. Again. Do it again." ​I clamped my fingers tighter around his hand, forcing another activation of the skill. Instantly, the world violently tilted. The desk seemed to warp, and a sickening wave of vertigo washed over me as the mental film played out.

Amber’s POV *** Ignoring the gaze of peoples I made my way toward the neuro department, well from the mentality of peoples here if you are going to the neuro department so they are going to declare you half-crazy already, no matter you are or not, that’s why I hate when peoples glancing towards me like I’m a mental patient. Gathering all my courage I entered inside my doctor’s cabin, Dr. Malik, he is treating my case form 2 years, and according to him, I can be cured.

He even spilled blood over the bedsheet to make it look realistic. It was a full proof plan that they made but every lie has a time limit after it has to come out in front of everyone and that is what happened with this plan. Flashback ends here ***************** Hello my dear readers your author Is finally back hopefully you all missed me as much I did now updates will come daily as it used to come Did anyone understood what happened here? No matter how smart you are but you can never beat the master mind. And we all know who is this master mind here

"How about you? How's Carmen?" He nods. "She's good. Great actually. We have so much in common. I'm starting to think there's something really special between us." You're both members of a psychopathic, murderous wolfpack? "That's great." I smile. "Happy for you, man." He furrows his brow. "You ok? You seem....weird." I shake my head. "Couldn't be better. My girl's ranked now, I'm totally in love and we're moving in together. I'm fan-fucking-tastic." I grab my training clipboard and walk past him clapping his shoulder.

the mistress said out loud without anyone talking to her which means someone is sending her a mental message, and my best guess is– “Alpha Ian just told me that the alpha is in the pack, and from the way he arrived, he is up to no good.”

He shrugged his shoulders and began tapping his chin with his finger. “I might be wrong, but maybe your soul was wandering again. You mistakenly chose Ryland as your second chance mate, so perhaps you wanted me to be your mate as well.” I laughed, knowing that that couldn't be it. “My soul isn't wandering anymore, I would have known. I would have felt it and done something about it. I can read people's minds without them knowing. I tapped into yours before. You aren't searching for your mate, why is that?” I asked.