A Time To Heal Book Novels & Stories

But she had no idea that an Alpha cannot command another Alpha. Asher finally tossed her diary back to her. "Pathetic," he muttered, turning away with Axel by his side. Elaira quickly gathered her things from the floor, her hands shaking. With her head hung low, she headed to the bathroom while mocking whispers trailed after her. She quickly entered a stall, locked herself in, and cried her eyes out heavily as the humiliation was just too much for her.

she asks and takes a sip of her home brewed coffee. "I did. I still am, actually. It's not that easy you know. I can't just wake up tomorrow and forget about her completely," I say and stab my bacon with my fork and I shove it into my mouth. "I know. One step at a time. Healing takes time and you can't rush it. Some people hurt for years and heal quickly, some hurt for a short period of time, and take a longer time to heal. Different people heal differently and I'll be here when you need me. I want to see you look healthier and stronger, okay?" she says and I can see her eyes are a little moist than usual.

"She said you've been missing your appointments." "I rescheduled them back." I busy my hands with my sleeves, anything that isn't looking at him. "Yeah, after I called." A laugh escapes me, short and ugly. "You want a medal?" "I want you to survive this, Haley." He doesn't raise his voice. That's the worst part. He never does. "Is that so insane to you?" The room goes quiet enough that I can hear the rain again, hitting the window in that same syncopated pattern I sometimes catch myself tapping on my knee.

I gasped, my eyes snapped open back in the obsidian chamber. My vision was split. With my left eye, I saw the modern lab equipment Julian was frantically adjusting. With my right eye, I saw the ancient world—a time when the "Gold" frequency wasn't a secret, but a common language. I saw the architects of old, the real ones, who used sound to move stone and heal the sick.

I asked, curiosity peaking. "We have rules, ma'am. And one of our rules is that when healing, no other person can be in the room apart from the healers. "Don't worry. You can trust us. Luca will be perfectly fine. Just leave us. It only takes a few minutes." At first, I didn't want to go. But I had no other option. I had to trust. I gave them a slight nod and then stood up from the bed and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.

"Elara." She set the book aside. “Yes?” “I’m scared.” “Of what?” “That I’ll lose this. You.” “You won’t,” she said softly, moving to sit beside him. He looked at her like she was the only thing left holding him to the earth. His voice trembled. “What if I’m never fully healed?” She placed her hand on his chest, right over his heart. “You are healing. Every day. You’re already more than what they left behind.”

I pulled out a seat and sat down, Healing was a gradual process, even if the world kept moving, what we had carried remained unhealed, even with time. The only good thing, was that, we were no longer broken beyond repairs –there was still hope

, he yelped as he won in the lottery. I just set my dearest smile at Gale. I feel blessed to meet him in my life. I thought Kent was my night and shining armor when we first met at the bar but he wasn't. I didn't want to bring the past anymore but he ruined my life. Gale whom I just bump somewhere came and saved me from danger. Even our friendship lasted in one day, after two years we reunited with an abrupt abduction to me. If he didn't come that day, maybe my body is now decayed filled with earthworms. He's a good Samaritan I met and my true night and shining armor.

Just as a wise man once said. Time heals but you know what ,time doesn't heal but healing takes time. I wanted to be positive but I ahd to give myself time and overcome this one step at a time. I felt more attached to this chapter that kept reminding me of him.How could one move on when they know very well that someone would not be in that chapter. I was told I could get better as time went by but I felt each and every minute ticking by sunk me into greater depths of this darkness.

The letter says, “Noelle my dearest friend, “If you find this letter it means we won. This is the best news we could hope for so hurray! Unfortu-nately, it will also mean that I am no longer in this world. But don’t be sad because this was my destiny all along. When I was in the library, I also found a book about evil and how to stop it. It said that the only way to make sure an evil being doesn’t return is to heal its com-pletely body and mind. It takes an extremely skilled healer to do such a thing and it also mentioned that to complete the healing the healer must willingly give her whole life force away. I knew immediately when I read it that this is what I was destined to do. All those y