K Healing Novels & Stories

I said as I continued inspecting and prodding every angle of his knees and legs up and down. After almost half an hour of inspecting his knees, I’m ready to give him my verdict. I looked him in the eyes. "Congratulations Alpha. There is an 80% chance that your knees will regain their nerve function. I will create a special herbal medicine that can help heal and restore your knee function. The medication would run for one week or up to a month. Defending how well your body reacts to my medicine, I also have to take into consideration the side effects you will feel later, if any,” I explained.

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

As the guards stepped foot back outside, the healer came out of a room, his hand full of herbs. “Ah, Alpha Khal, I see you're back.” “Yes sir. I took a potion from the pack beside us, their healer said it would cure me, and I paid quite the bounty for it, but I have not observed any changes. ” “Did I not tell you it had to come from your mate?” “I mean, you did, but I was hoping-” “Hope will not do you much good, Alpha Khal. I have told you. Perhaps the potions and elixirs that are being concocted can help you live a little bit longer, but you will be consumed with this sickness unless you find her.

he came here to ask for a cure to his sleeplessness not to listen to stories of Lycan and his useless brother Claus. “ she has come “ the Sharma stated. who has come? “ the one to finally grant the goddess her wish after thousands of years. the moon has chosen her to birth heirs for Lycan.“ Kaliel sighed and sheathed back his sword, at this point he was convinced that not only was the Sharma fake, he was also mad and might need to be cured. he watched the old Sharma dance about and chant some ancient tongues happily, conversing with beings only he was able to see.

Prince Zaeius called him from the back. He suddenly heard footsteps on the smooth marble floor towards him. "To the royal inn. I'm sending her off," Keir answered making his pace faster towards the royal hall's magnificent hall. 'Besides, treating someone that badly wounded is too much for my beginner's skill.' He's right though. He had only just practiced healing a month ago. How's that possible for him to treat her? Not to mention that he almost lost his life this morning. It's probably one of the most dangerous moment in his life!

“Then come.” We traveled carefully. Every snapped twig made Jeffery’s head turn. Every gust of wind made Kathy’s ears twitch. Stella stayed close to me, whispering, “They’re terrified.” “I know,” I murmured back.When Kathy stumbled slightly, I stepped forward. “May I?” Jeffery blocked me again. “What are you?” It wasn’t asked with curiosity. It was a warning. “I can heal,” I said. “That’s all that matters right now.” Kathy studied me, then gave a small nod. “Do it.”

“Do you not remember the first lecture we had? When I explained healers?” I think back. “Oh—yeah. You said they were extinct.” “Close,” she says, leaning forward on her desk. “High healers are rare. Not gone. They’re individuals with enough innate power to mend any wound—save for death itself—just by will alone. And you, Eldon Thorne, are one of them.” “Me?” My voice cracks, because how else do you react to being told you’re something out of myth? “Yes. That green glow when you heal? That’s the mark of it. Have you always had it?”

“You must be having some serious misconceptions…” “Oh no! Trust me on that. I am married I should know.” After absorbing that bombshell, Ana laid back on the bed numb, reacting on automaton when her sister bade her farewell before extracting a promise to visit her when her health was fully re-established. Which only happened a couple of days later when Ana was told by her doctor that her knees were completely healed and that she was allowed to go back home.

: is she okay or does our Queen B needs rehab? I took her phone from her. What is this? I whispered, you tell me! She said immediately. Where were you last night Zuri, I searched for you, I asked and I came out, your car had zoomed off in the night, I asked Mason he said, you had migraines and you needed to rest and I shouldn't worry, only for me to see this when I woke up in the morning. What time is it, I asked It's we need a solution o clock, G answered sarcastically. Hahaha, how funny I responded, what do they mean by rehab? What is going on

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.