Trigger Hypnosis Novels & Stories

My dad's on the phone and he looks surprise that Danae just let us in, but he holds up one finger to indicate that he'll be done in a minute. "What was that?" Maggie whispers, referring to how I got Danae to do what I wanted without zapping her. "A trigger." I say. "I gave it to her the last time I was here." I whisper back. "Did Harry know about those?" She asks, skeptically. "How did you know about them?" She asks. "I don't think Harry ever used them." I answer. "I researched hypnosis on the Internet and decided to give the concept of post suggestion triggers a try. It worked, so I've used it a few times."

“It’s not a conventional method, but it might help you recover some memories from your subconscious.” I stared at him, waiting. “Hypnosis therapy,” he finally said. “It could help unlock whatever your mind is suppressing.” A strange, heavy silence filled the room. The idea of willingly surrendering control over my mind sent a ripple of unease through me.

Tony said. "That's not true Mason" I defended and Mason laughed. "Anyway" he said. "I called you here for something important, a way that might help you remember something, it's called the writing hypnosis." "Hypnosis? I thought we've already tried all kinds of hypnosis" I said. "I thought so too but this is a method of hypnosis that is not usually practiced and it's considered unreliable but I was hoping it could help you remember something from that night" Mason explained.

Time was ticking, and somehow I felt that figuring out the source of these visions might help figure out how to stop something horrible before it happened. “Alright,” Dr. Rhodes said with a sigh. “Do you have a comfortable place to lie down? And can you dim the lights?” “Yes.” I dimmed the lights, leaving only my bedside table lamp on, and then quickly laid down on my bed. “I’m ready.” For the next twenty minutes, Dr. Rhodes slowly guided me into a state of hypnosis. I pushed my mind to open up to the idea, but for a long time nothing happened, just like the last time that we tried. In fact, I was about to call it quits again when I suddenly felt a change inside of me.

Stella smiled, sadness fleeting in her eyes. Greg could see that Stella was on edge. He stood up and said, "Now that we know each other, please sit down. I'll tell you a quick way to forget the past." Stella was curious so she sat. "What is it?" "There is hypnosis, which is divided into self-hypnosis, forced hypnosis, and medical hypnosis. You can forget some unhappy things through forced hypnosis and self-hypnosis. Now the experts in this field are developing another more advanced method. At present, it's in the experimental stage. They need patients to engage in this experimental hypnotherapy."

When she has already suffered enough, he would still have to bring her back home. However, it would also be very troublesome to bring her back. How could he possibly make her shut up without talking any nonsense at all? Through hypnosis? That would not be reliable at all! After all, the side effect of hypnosis was that once the person started to follow his psychological cues, that person would lose their own consciousness momentarily.

"Mr. Sterling." Oh sh*t, she knew me. "Hi" She shook my hand and said, "I'm a fan," even though I was not a celebrity, and we finally settled down after some more pleasantries. "So I heard you want to go through an hypnosis process." "Yes" "And do you know what that means?" "I mean, I guess." She went on to explain what the process actually meant and its consequences, which included sudden triggering of subconscious memories, emotional outbursts during the process, and a weak mental state after.

She was frozen on the spot upon hearing that her man is getting married already. Their relationship has not started yet and it's destiny is doomed. She inhaled very slowly to clear the pain that she felt in her heart. Why she is affected so much she does not understand.She did not even have a conversation with the man,and yet her she is, getting affected by him getting married!

That wasn’t how it worked. Number 3’s situation was another good point to look at. When she resolved herself to never give up any information, Mane used Words of Power to get the words out of her mouth. How was that possible? After all, Words of Power could physically force her to open her mouth, but it couldn’t bring the words out of it. What Mane did was simple really. He used Words of Power to bring up mists and illusions that clouded Number 3’s judgement, and then he was able to successfully hypnotize her. He studied Hypnosis from his 3rd Master – the Spiritualist. And he was pretty good at it. It was just that Number 3’s mind was firm so Mane had to use mists and illusions to disorient

“People showing up unconscious in alleys. No wounds. No robbery. No memory. Just fragments—like they’d been pulled through something and dumped back out.” Celine’s throat went dry. “Hypnosis.” “Something like it,” Liam said, leaning forward. “But not your stage trick variety. This is organized. Precise. They target pressure points, chemical triggers. The body’s own defense mechanisms work against you. The result is a blackout you can’t fight.” She shook her head, resisting the pull of his certainty. “Why? What’s the point of dragging us through that? If they wanted us dead, they had their chance.”