Onyx Healing Properties Novels & Stories

"It’s time to move on to the next phase." Lenox's POV I once read in one of the ancient archives that a Lycan’s blood—especially that of royal lineage—possesses extraordinary healing properties for their mates. Not only does it mend wounds and purge toxins, but it also extends their lifespan, allowing them to keep pace with ours. As royal Lycans live five times longer than the average shifter, this gift was said to be a divine blessing to ensure our mates wouldn’t wither while we endured.

Onyx asked. "Her ribs were badly bruised before I left, but it's all sealed up, her lungs are free, I am not lying your majesty," the doctor claimed. "It's not possible, she is an omega and nephew here lost his wolf, so he can't heal her," Onyx stated. "How long have you been able to heal this fast?" Wyatt questioned. "Well I got used to the injuries Maya inflicted on me as a child and my body adapted," I lied and I saw Damon biting his lips so he didn't laugh.

Before moving to her table and working with her herbs and mixing her medicines. I cleared my mind and focused on the black crystal in front of me and, like before, my vision tunneled and focused solely on the stone as all sound ceased. After what felt like hours, the stone slowly lifted from the ground and with more concentration, I was able to return it to the ground without shattering it or sending it flying. Surprised, I looked at Abigail, "How did you know the onyx would work?" “Onyx has a few different traits. It helps with protection, and more importantly, focus.” She smiled.

Of course, she did. I channeled all my shapeshifter's healing abilities to her using the black onyx stone that she had on her neck. It would have been faster if I were able to lick her wounds. Wolves' saliva has healing properties, specifically on their mates but I don't think she would appreciate being licked by me. Especially not at this moment, and in front of pack members who are working at the hospital. We left the hospital and were at the beach house - me, Annabelle, Roman, Arch, Trav, and Jughead; opting for the privacy of the beach house against the crowd at the packhouse.

Any ranked member is going to be larger than the average human. “I’m a bit sore,” she says and I can tell she doesn’t want to complain. I nip at her ear. “Did you know that wolves have healing power in their tongue. Just like I healed my mark last night, I can heal you here to,” I say, sliding my hand gently to the apex of her thighs. “Alexander Holstin, are you trying to get me to agree to letting you have dessert this early in the morning?” she asks me flirtatiously. Goddess, how did I get so lucky?

Jace said his voice was short and snappy. Nora sighed, opening the bag and then grabbing the box. She paused a minute trying to find a way out of opening it. Jace made another noise as she was just staring at the black box. She sighed and opened the box. Inside the box layed a small black onyx necklace. It was a simple square onyx stone that hung on a silver chain and was very beautiful. “What? I can't take this. Why would you- “Black onyx can disguise hunters from wolves. Put it on.” Jace ordered as he cut her off.

His canines and claws are now showing. "Jaxson, you can't partially shift... Adellee can't---- oh shit!" He shouted. I feel a strong energy emerging in my body. My canines and claws are now showing. I partially shift! I lunge to him and scratch him in his chest while he hold my arm digging his claws that makes me growl and kick him in his feet. I throw punches in his haw and he let me go. I am about to jump at him again when Kayden voice boomed in the training ground. We snap our heads in his direction and I can see a raging alpha. But there's something in him.... the scent of that Oracle is all over his body. I can smell his scent now even from afar.

I knelt before him, grabbing the gauze, and, surprisingly, there was nothing I could use to wash the wound with. I walked to his table of whiskey and checked one bottle before rushing to him. I poured the whiskey on his wounds, wiping. “Why aren’t you healing?” I asked as he grunted, his claws unsheathing, but no voice came out. I wiped some of his blood and brought it to my nose. Wolfsbane. Too much wolfsbane. Shit. This is bad. “Orion, this is wolfsbane. I need to get a doctor. Please—”

About getting his demon back from wherever he'd gone when his body had dissolved. Even if it set every part of him on edge, Jinx was willing to tap into that no-fur energy. He was willing to let a hundred strange toms use him. Whatever it took to get his Lexi, his Innehavre back. "You weren't given the entire truth of your power, Orangelo. We only needed to summon your true power once to connect you to it. Do you understand? You are both in one. Look past the obvious and see the auras combining as you mix that. Make it fool-proof, make it have a high probability of knitting me back together. What we truly have to fix for me to heal is two-fold. First, we have to close the broken skin with yo

As a cough seemed to burst out of her, Grace gave Tala a bottle of water and an energy bar. “Thank you.” “How do you feel?” Tasha anxiously asked Onyx as he slowly sat upright. Rubbing his head, he considered lying to Tasha, but their bond would allow her to pick up on it. “Honestly…I don’t feel any different.” “That’s because you weren’t in pain or feeling dizzy or weak,” Trevon pointed out. Good point, thought Onyx. He looked at Tala. “So you’ve healed my cognitive functions?”