He Could Heal Me Novels & Stories

“What can I do with this? I can’t even hold a hammer, never mind use one. They did this to me.” It looked really bad. But I could probably fix it. “I can heal you. I don’t know if it will be as good as before, but you’ll probably be able to do most things.” “Heal me? How?” I didn’t want to tell him I would use magic; there were too many people who knew about that as it was. “Where I come from, we have techniques to help people in this sort of condition. Physical therapy. Look, come with me.”

"I don't know, but when you touched me, like skin to skin, I started noticing the shelves across the room. I thought I was just becoming accustomed to the dark. But when you let go, the lights went out again. Tru, you are amazing!" I smiled, not understanding where this was going, but grateful that he was better. "What are you talking about?" He rested a hand on my cheek. "Remember your hands at school? How they magically healed? Remember your arm in your backyard? How it healed?" "What are you saying?" "You, Tru. It's you. You healed me. You healed yourself." Was it possible? "Okay," I said. "That would be a cool power." I thought about what Dante said I did for Bobby.

He laughed, completely hollow and bitter. “I never really stood a chance. You were always going to lead.” He moved to the door with an intention to leave, before he slowly looked back at me and said. “If you can heal yourself, you should be able to heal others. You should be able to heal Vera. Right?” hope bleeding into his voice. I knew how much he wanted Vera to get better—but I couldn’t heal her. I didn’t know how. It had only happened once before, with Nan, and I didn’t even know how that happened I only found out about it in her diary.

“I beg for your help, they say you’re good at healing others.” His request took me by surprise, but I nodded, understanding the urgency of his situation. “I’ll do my best to help,” I replied, my voice soft with empathy. “Let me take a look at your leg.” With gentle hands, I examined the wound, noting the severity of the injury. It was clear that it would take more than just a simple bandage to heal it. I nodded, as I focused on the task at hand. Closing my eyes, I summoned the healing energy within me, directing it towards the injured leg.

he said softly, "are you ready to strip for me?" I looked at him in shock and disbelief. Even now, even when I was dying, this was what he wanted. Tears kept falling as my lips trembled. "How… how am I supposed to do that in this state?" I asked weakly. His smirk widened and his eyes darkened. "Now you are talking," he said. Then he brought out a small bottle and held it up in front of my eyes. The liquid inside glowed faintly with a strange silver light. "This can heal you and your wounds in an instant," he said calmly. "Take it, drink up, and follow me."

He looked happy. At the sight, my lips pulled at the corner for a smile. "You alive", My hand carressed his face. I needed to feel him and prove to myself that this wasn't a dream. I did it, l healed him , l didn't know that l had powers to heal a person. With surprise on my face, my eyes traveled down his neck, chest , abdomen until when I realized that he was dressed up in a black robe which was open.

Out of the many people I was able to heal… why does it have to be him that I couldn't save? I should be able to do it with my abilities but for some reason, my healing doesn't work. “Jaedelinne, my love…” he called to me and I choked up a sob. My vision is blurry from the tears, I couldn't see where I was trying to heal him. I just felt his hand caressing my face and turning it sidewards to look at him. “L-listen—” I interrupted him in panic, “Save your breath. You need the strength to recover. Leave this to m—”

’ ‘We can awaken him using the power of the mate bond,” she said. ‘The mate bond?’ ‘Yes,’ she confirmed, her tone steady and reassuring. ‘The mate bond has strong healing abilities. It’s the only way to save him.’ ‘How do I use it to heal him?’ I asked eagerly, my heart pounding with a flicker of hope.

We have to get him out of here. Quickly suppressing my panic, I nodded. Indeed. Yes, we must relocate him. I extended my hand, using all of my remaining strength. I gave him everything I had, but I had no idea how I was doing it—I had never been able to heal before. My hands were encircled by a soft glow that warmed Shaun's skin. His breath caught as his body jolted. Then his wound started to heal slowly. Mira let out a gasp. "You're healing him," I said.

Alex says, then there's a sudden burst of energy from his wristwatch, breaking all the chains binding us. "Enchanted objects." I say, helping him up. I stare at his bruised and bleeding body. "Stand still, hold my hands steady." I say, and he does. "Per lucem quae tam splendet, Vocavi eius potentiam sanationis, Restaura, renova, integritatem meam redde, Amore et lumine, sanus et integer sum." Having said that, I concentrate on my body and his, letting the mate bond flow through me, and heal him. It takes some seconds, then he is as good as new.