He Could Heal Me Novels & Stories

I can heal everyone in this world, of any wound if I can someday use my power to its extent but…not him. However, there is something that I can do. I can share my strength with him. I can save him. Only if I mark him. But, I won't do that. I can't do that.

I asked. The man frowned at me and huffed, "Quit staring, bitch! Of course they were! Do you think that any of us would be in this fucking hospital if it weren't for the lycans?!" I leaned over the cuts, and I could feel the power surge within me. I could heal him. I knew I could. My eyes shifted to his. "What if I could heal you?" "Bullshit!" the one-eyed growled. "What if I could heal you?" I repeated.

I don't know if I had the powers to heal his father or not but one thing I know is that I'll try my best. Standing right behind me as if he heard my inner thoughts, he asked, “Do you think you can heal him?”

can he heal me? "The scars on your skin. ....I can only lighten them Vera." "But the scars on your soul. I promise to heal then completely." A yellow light emerges and I couldn't help look around in surprise. The tingles...I swear I felt them when he touched my wounds. Should I take things further,he is my only hope after all. "Logan" "Hmmmm" He says hugging me again , his subtle beard touching my shoulder as he places his head in the crook of my neck.

His life force poured from the wound, and he probably thought he was getting out of this easy. I turned to Kaelen, and said, “Heal him.” I was just getting started on my revenge.

"How many times must I explain to you, Axe. I'm not leaving you. You focus on your treatment. I'll help you heal." I stroked his head gently, being very careful not to hurt him. The man in front of me has been hurt so many times, I don't want to add to the pain he has been feeling. Not even though sometimes I was hurt by him too. "Can I heal?" Axe asked in a half-whisper. This time his hands clung even tighter to my body. "Of course. As long as you consult regularly and take medicine. Nothing is impossible in this world, Axe," I explained, still giving him a gentle stroke on the head.

“Let me heal you.” Ethan hesitated, but his exhaustion was clear. He nodded silently, stepping back for just a moment. I placed my hand on his chest, letting my healing power flow through him. The warmth spread from my fingers into his body, and I felt his muscles relax, the strain easing for a moment. His breath slowed, and I saw a flicker of relief in his eyes. But even with my healing, I knew it wasn’t enough to fully restore him. He was too far gone.

His angry stare burned my naked breasts as he glared at the spot that was raw and blistered. "Call in the healer," he instructed. "Do not call the healer. It will mend on its own," I tried to reach for the drawer that held the herbs. "Move, or get the herbs from the drawer. My body will heal itself as it always does."

I whispered, sweat beads covering my face, I feel so dizzy. "Don't do that again" he states. I look at him after I tried to process what he just said. "Huh?" He asked. "Don't heal yourself anymore. If you need healing, come to me....no matter the situation we both are in, I'll never stop healing you" he said casually like what he said wasn't a big deal.

She wanted me to shift and rub my scent over everything in this room until even Lucien's scent had been masked by mine. “Can you heal it?” Hera asked, and I shook my head, her words pulling me back to the issue, quite literally, at hand. “I’ve never figured out how to heal myself on command. I’ve only ever been able to heal others.” I admitted through gritted teeth as my eyes landed on the bed before moving down to the creature hidden beneath it. Rushing over, I dropped to my knees. “Um, Elara?” Hera asked, but I ignored her, knocking on the floorboard with the tip of one nail.