Hades Hypnotist Romane & Geschichten

“It only happened when I asked them to help me see Cristine.” Amy nodded slowly. “Makes sense. You’re taking in too much of their energy to open your inner eye to other entities. And for some reason, that’s knocking you out every time.” “Meaning no more asking for extra sight,” the Haunter Supreme decreed, and waited for me to face him. “Promise you won’t do it again.” I nodded with a weary smile. “Okay, off of me, all of you. I’m fine.”

They could have served as Dionysus's sparring partners. Unluckily, their opponent was the grumpy Hades. When some of the great soldiers arrived and surrounded him, their heads accurately snapped toward Hades that was standing leisurely in between the chaos and their expressions rapidly hardened. “It’s Lord Hades.” “Can we win against him?” “Who can partner up with me? We will destroy him together.” “I can’t.” “Not ready.” “I still love my life.” “Shit, his magic power is overload.” Hades snickered mischievously. His playful and sadistic side resurrected within himself.

Isabella sat in front of Ezekiel, the world’s most renowned hypnotist. But what most people didn't know was that Ezekiel was also a powerful werewolf, a secret he kept hidden behind his calm and professional demeanor. His abilities as a hypnotist were enhanced by his supernatural nature, allowing him to delve deeper into the minds of those he helped. Isabella, unaware of his true identity, presented herself before him, her thin face and sunken eyes, combined with her reverent demeanor, making her look like a devout believer.

"The person who placed the hypnotic spell on me is-- is the enemy" "Who is this person?" I ask. He lays down on the floor, writhing in pain as he struggles for words. "Her name-" "Is?" He begins to tremble violently, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "Talk to me, Zylon! Who is it?!" I demand. "H-Hera" he gasps and suddenly he becomes still, the life vanishing from his body. ***

] I understood that my emotions were the key to breaking Dorian's control, and I had to make them stronger than his willpower. ‘You're right. I won't back down.’ With unwavering resolve, I channeled all my love and determination into the hypnotic distraction. It pulsed with newfound intensity, a radiant force aimed directly at Dorian. [Now, Seraphine, direct it toward Dorian. Make him see the truth.] Following my inner power's guidance, I concentrated all my strength on targeting Dorian's consciousness. The hypnotic distraction shimmered with a brilliant light, a beacon of truth amidst the illusion.

"Otherwise I would have made you kill her for me." "You son of a bitch!" I tried to get out of his grip, but it was useless and my despair seemed to amuse him. "Maybe that’s not a lie at all, but I’ll teach you a little bit about the gods and about creation." His hands pulled my hair tightly, in a way that I thought would rip my scalp off. "I am Hades." That was not possible, gods did not exist, that was... my head hit the earth with a huge force and I was taken by the darkness.

“I’m Ardal’s date for the evening.” Kadeem ignored the outstretched hand, folding his arms over his chest. Rayburn let his hand fall. “And you are?” All traces of politeness were gone. Kadeem gritted his teeth. Mateo jumped in, swaying drunkenly. “That would be your alpha - Kadeem. And I’m the world-famous hypnotist, Mateo Grimshald.” Mateo’s eyes shifted from Rayburn to Ardal, his gaze lingering on her in a way that made Kadeem’s blood pressure rise even higher, the corners of his mouth curling into a lewd grin.

he spat out. My breath hitched, and I nervously picked on my nails, a way of keeping myself from looking into his eyes. “I need you to remove every absurd plan in your head, by the next wolf moon ceremony, I will reject you, in front of my pack members and the moon goddess,” Hades hissed. My head snapped up in surprise, “Astrid had made me see clearly how much of a manipulative person you are, it’s such a shame you had almost used your beauty to distract me from the scheming bitch that you are,” Hades spat out.

"Where is Hades Wraithborn?" No.5 asked, his crimson gaze piercing through my mind like a scalpel. The corner of his lips raised with a certain optimistic grin. "I don’t know!" My voice was eerily monotonous, like a pre-programmed response. He frowned, eyes narrowing as he stood. "What’s your relationship with Hades Wraithborn?" "I don’t know!" I stood still, like a robot, going through the final testing. "Is she really hypnotized?" No. 2 leaned against the couch, a smug smirk curling his lips.

"Miss Jackson, are you sure you want to undergo hypnosis? You should know that once it begins, it's irreversible. Your body will be controlled by an alternate personality, and you'll fall into a sleep from which you'll never wake up," the doctor asked gravely over the phone. "Yes, I'm sure," Nina replied calmly. Before the call ended, there was a sudden noise at the door—Lucas Spencer had returned. Nina hung up and silently walked to the living room.