Guérison Novels & Stories

I would rather have her to myself, but I'm not cold enough to deny her the mate of her second chance in life, the father to her pups. I grab a spare office, working with the healer in order to find out if this cure in question will actually work. I have a dirty, bloody bandage left over from Ryan and we add a drop or two to the bloody spots, waiting to see if anything happens under the microscope that will show the cure trying to fight the infection. The healer jolts back from the microscope, shaking his head rapidly. "That's not good." "What's wrong? What did it do?" "The cure isn't some antibiotic, it's some kind of molding aspect to the blood. It's changing to molecules completely, not ju

I asked dumbly, “Not at all” he smiled and kissed my belly. He gently ran his tongue over the ripped flesh of my stomach. I was about to argue, thinking it was gross. But the second his tongue made contact with the wound, I felt soft tingles. Like little bubbles popping around the bloody flesh. What is this? I watched as Gunner swiped his tongue carefully over each wound. And unlike anything I had ever seen before, it looked like they were healing magically. The skin became less red and inflamed, and the large holes seemed to shrink. “How did you do that?” I asked him, astounded,

I stammered, feeling nervous all over again. His voice was soft but full of power, control, and something deeper I couldn’t name. "Please, let me heal you, Ma chérie," he whispered behind me, his voice brushing over my skin like silk. Then… he began whispering in a language I didn’t understand—ancient, dark, magical. His voice was like a song, deep and commanding. A strange heat started spreading across my back. It didn’t burn—it felt warm, comforting, like sunlight wrapping around my pain. I closed my eyes, gasping softly as the warmth deepened. And then... the pain vanished. It was like someone lifted years of suffering off my back, both physical and emotional. Zach stepped back a little,

“How bad is it?” “It doesn’t feel good, does it?” Muriel glanced up, pitying me. “I can fix it, but she’ll have to rest for a few days.” “That’s fine,” said Gavin. My skin prickled as I felt exposed in front of Gavin. He stayed in the washroom despite my discomfort, or maybe just not noticing, and watched as Muriel finished cleaning my leg of blood. Then she pressed her fingers around the fringes of my wounds and closed her eyes, and I waited, confused, until warmth sunk into my skin and through my leg. With a gasp, I watched as the flesh mended itself, clotting blood and rebuilding my damaged muscle as the skin sealed over with shiny pink new growth. My wounds stung acutely but the pain dul

She had never seen that kind of format on the pharmacy before . " What is that doctor ? " asked Kiara a bit worried . " This is medicine . " said doctor Gilbert . " I have never seen such a format of medicine before . It looks more like a perfume bottle . " said Kiara . " That is because this is a medicine created by me . " said doctor Gilbert while looking at the bottle . ' It has aged for seventy years and it's effect should be faster . ' thought doctor Gilbert while shaking the bottle . ' What the hell ?! Created by him ?! Is he trying to use my brother as an experiment ?! ' thought Kiara startled .

Astrid interjects, catching the gist. "Exactly. We had to devise a drug that could temporarily halt their rapid healing, allowing for extended surgical procedures, and it had to be non-toxic. Sure, there are poisons like toxikon, wolf bane, silver, etc., which can impede rapid healing, but they're incredibly lethal and hazardous and not viable for surgeries. Even if attempted, the survival rate was a mere 1%. Maternal-child mortality rates were alarmingly high, prompting the urgency for a solution."

was nothing like I imagined. The pale golden medicine trickled into the carved scars, faint sparks of light flickering over the surface every so often. “With werewolf healing, these wounds will close fully in about a week,” Harriet explained gently. “By then, the same runes from the purification tattoo will be fully imprinted on your body. The Moon Goddess’ power will constantly tear and mend your wounds; it happens faster than it seems, so you won’t notice much on the outside. But don’t think the pain will stop.”

She lay down beside him but refused to lay an arm over him in case it hurt or made his breathing more difficult. “How does my belly look?” He asked. “Ah...not the best?” Carine said. “It’s the source of this infection?” He asked, feeling her nod against his shoulder. “Has anyone cauterised it?” He asked. “What?” She demanded, sitting up again. “Why would anyone do that?” “To burn the infected tissue away and leave clean skin. I heal fast from burns,” he said showing her his arms. “Remember Horann burned me in the Council chamber?”

Kathleen explained, “It’s your benefactor. He came back to New York today and gave me a pill, asking me to thaw Chief Lammy’s body and feed the pill to him. All the injuries that Chief Lammy suffered on his body recovered after he took the pill...” Christian had a shocked expression as he turned to look at Merlin and asked, “Merlin, are... are all the injuries on your body truly fully healed?” Merlin nodded and said solemnly, “My injuries are not only healed, but I’ve recovered completely without even a single scar on my body. It’s as if I was never injured....” “How... How is this possible?!” Christian felt as if his worldview had been completely subverted and blurted out, “Is this some for