You're So Hypnotizing Novels & Stories

I sighed and muttered a, "No" "That's because you mesmerize me, I am fascinated by your whole being, everything about you makes my blood boil",

"Not until you admit that I'm not gross as you said" "I don't lie, Haven. I only said the truth". He smirks. " And you're sure about that?" And then he comes closer so I can breathe in his warm breath. My brain shuts down and I'm hypnotized by those marvelous and sinful mouth of his. I'm too intoxicated to notice Haven's fingertips slipping under my dress trailing up on my bare thigh and his warm mouth on my neck. I go weak in his grip as I bite myself to stop myself from my moaning.

It's possible that the hypnotic effect that he's had on me is what's causing me to experience these emotions right now. His grin has not left his face, and the sight of him with a firm grip on me is giving me an odd pounding sensation in my chest. He has me completely trapped beneath him. At this very moment, I experience an overwhelming sense of helplessness. Even if I were to regain control of my senses and be able to move without restriction at this point, there is no way that I could get away from him. I could feel his hand gliding up beneath the hem of my chemise, and the tickling sensation instantly sent a vibration through my entire body. It was as if I had been electrified. My lower

“I'm already late for my meeting. Think of this no more, child” I start to feel dizzy after I stare deep to her glowy eyes, I think I am hypnotized. I shake my head trying to shake it off but my attempts seem to bear no fruit. I could hear her fast movement towards me but I can’t do anything to help my situation, she kicks me out of the tavern. With one knee on the floor, I put my hand over my head to gain control of my mind “I hope Steve wouldn’t mind if I turn you into one of my mindless slaves” she licks her lips “I’m going to enjoy having you around”

I also have no clue what did happen to these two here, but I have a bad feeling. "TAKE IT BACK!" Kent said. His eyes were forming a circle. He might be hypnotizing Hiro. "I take it back. EHK EHK. Robot mode! O-oops, I'm getting damage. Dead batt. Dead. Haha! Dude! You believed I would be under your hypnotism? Sorry to tell you this but I'm wearing contacts, so it doesn't work on me no matter how much you try. So what else will you do now? Please make sure this time I will get scared," Hiro said and smirked.

It was hot and ravaging. “You don’t remember anything, do you?” he asked. I exhaled and folded my arms, more to shield myself than anything else. “Remember what, exactly?” “The Ball. The dance. The way you moved like you were being controlled.” He stepped closer, and my wolf stirred, purring softly as his earthy, musky, unmistakably male smell wrapped around me. “You were hypnotized,” he said, his voice low and cold. My eyes flew wide. H-How did he know?

I ignored the shouts of those around me and all I could do was to stare at him. I gasp. For the love of everything that is holy! My feet seem to be rooted on the floor. I cannot motion myself to move and just remain standing like a statue. I swallowed, eyes were still on him. His eyes seem to be hypnotizing me, and I’m under his spell. Cause you’re the one I love You’re the one I love You’re the one I love

He could die in peace with a victorious smile, having accomplished one thing – getting fucked by Bianca Davies. And if he got to taste my juicy taco the second time, he'd be so addicted, it would drive him to madness. He might have to be taken to rehab, even though at this point he might never fully recover or regain his senses. Yes, that's the power my precious pink taco possessed, the power I wielded over men. The power I reveled in, that got the sons of Adams hooked to me. It was one that made them fall at my feet, worship me and drool over me. It was not for nothing that I was called 'the queen of hypnotic beauty'.

“It feels good to have a place to put the fear, to direct the tension, doesn’t it?” The words hit me like heat—intensifying the almost suffocating drowsy appeal of complying, the agreeable lightheadedness lighting up the pleasure centers in my brain like Chicago at night. Everything else is gone—there’s just Sam, the hypnotizing drone of his voice, the mesmerizing relaxation of his firm hands upon me.

His tone raspy almost as if he wanted to hypnotize and seducing me. "Yes," I blurted out. "This is yours but..." Here we go...