Healing Paradox Manga Novels & Stories

He had been on the phone for almost an hour now, and I could sense the uneasiness in him. I suddenly wondered, if I had succeeded in healing him, why the magic still works its effect? But according to what I'm seeing and hearing, it seems like the magic is slowly losing its power. The last time I've been with him, he's been dragged by his original self. And it looks like it's keeping that way. "The flower..." I suddenly voiced out. I remember Serena showing me the golden plant. How healthy it looked like, and a flower bloomed. That means someone could wish again. Someone can use it again.

" Tyler's face fell instantaneously. Right after that, a hurt and dissatisfied look came across his face. No matter what, he wasn't going to evoke pity from me again. I pulled Matthias by the hand and led him back to the changing room, when I realized that my hand was clammy. I lowered my head to look, only to see fresh blood trickling down the back of his hand and seeping in between his thumb and index finger. "You hurt your hand? Why didn't you say anything?" "It's fine. It's just a minor injury. I didn't want you to be sad." Matthias was looking at me with his head down. Even though he was clearly the one who was hurt, his eyes overflowed with his heartache for me.

Marcus later told me that was the moment I was burned into his memory, becoming his eternal moonlight. Years later, when Alice fell gravely ill and was admitted to the pack's healing center, Marcus and I crossed paths again. He had become a composed and brilliant head healer, his wolf's natural instincts making him extraordinarily gifted at sensing illness and injury. Meanwhile, I was frantically grasping at every possible lifeline to keep my sister breathing. Without my knowledge, Marcus had been covering all of Alice's medical expenses and personally overseeing her treatment, his healing energy flowing into her night after night to pull her back from death's threshold.

I ask, hoping he doesn’t think I’m as crazy as I sound. He studies me for a minute, like he’s considering how to respond, and yeah, I’m pretty sure he thinks I’ve lost the plot. But to my surprise, he doesn’t say that at all. “I can’t say anyone’s ever described it to me that way before. But it’s a proven fact having a mate close improves healing, the same way a recent rejection can prevent it. “But what I can say is this, if that’s what you experienced and it led to this, by all means keep it up. Healing damage like yours is part hard work in therapy and part Moon Magic. No one really knows how it works, just that it does.”

Just as we neared the cab, I heard the mansion door slam shut, the sound echoing ominously. I stopped in my tracks, sensing Ellis flinch beside me. I already knew who it was. Steeling myself, I turned around. There he stood—a wounded man. Not physically, though. His casual clothes were fine, and while he was upset, there were no visible injuries. But I could see it—the pain, the inner turmoil. He was bleeding internally, emotionally. His anguish was palpable, and it explained the oppressive sadness surrounding this place. Alexandria whimpered in my mind, recognizing his wolf’s pain. We knew it all too well.

His head lolled back, and I could feel the tension in his muscles as I worked to close the worst gashes across his chest and shoulder. I could feel myself getting tired and dizzy as the healing energy sucked the life out of me. Lucas hesitated, trying to get my hands off him so that I could cut off him from healing, but I was stronger since he was injured. I couldn't have fought him if he was not so weak. I collapsed onto the couch, beside him, Saya holding me from hurting myself. Saya brought a wet cloth and a healing salve. The rest of the warriors were tended to by the other pack doctors. Their injuries were not so fatal.

Marian explained, her brow creased with worry. Amara’s heart sped up, but she nodded and followed her through the bustling corridors of the hospital. When they arrived at the emergency wing, the boy lay on the bed—pale and barely conscious, his breathing shallow. His parents hovered nearby, eyes filled with desperation. Amara placed her hands gently over the boy’s chest and closed her eyes, letting the warmth of her healing ability flow through her fingers. It took longer than usual this time, but slowly, color returned to the boy’s face. His breathing steadied, and his eyes fluttered open.

Ichiro hurriedly replied, “Dad! I am seeking medicine for you in Aurous Hill. I heard that there’s a genius doctor here who cured a patient with severe paraplegia not too long ago!” “Is that true?” Masao asked in surprise. “Is there really such a magical doctor in Aurous Hill who would be able to cure severe paraplegia?” “Yes!” Ichiro replied. “I’ve already checked the hospital records and confirmed that the patient has been cured of his severe paraplegia! I also asked around and everyone confirmed that the genius doctor was in fact the one who cured the patient with just half a magical pill!” “Half a magical pill?” Masao was very excited at this time.

This daily dream robbed him of all the strength he had left to finally forget this event and caused him to fall into depression once again. He began to eat less and less, he lost weight day by day, and his body began to lose all strength. The old couple who lived with him became more and more worried about his health, but no matter what they told him, he would not go to the hospital. Trevor did not mind the fact that his health was deteriorating, on the contrary, he even enjoyed this situation a little, because as his body was so weakened, he could sleep all day long without dreaming, and it was the only time he did not feel pain. Only one thing was strange, it seemed that he had not had any