Onyx Healing Properties Novels & Stories

"Not really, no. The fact is that if a sliver of his soul is gone, his healing abilities lessens. Meaning, he won't be able to survive another dragon blade" Theo wasn't in his right mind to choose what he wanted and at this point, I didn't know what decision to make. "Make your decision quickly because the longer he stays in this condition, the stronger the demon in him, would become" Orion said. ... "Fine, a sliver of his soul it is" I said and Orion grinned. He began to draw a pentagram on the hard floor, using some sort of mountain ash. Then, he picked up a black box and opened it. He mumbled some words and took out an object. It was glowing a bright red color.

I try to call out, but my lips are literally pressed against the earth and I can’t move. It’s our sage, I just know it. I’d recognize the stink of patchouli and green onions anywhere. What an awful combination to be stuck with your entire life. I hear a series of grunts and boots moving, I hear the sound of my captor pulling his knife that I’ve gotten to know well these last few days. A side effect of wolfsbane is that it also has healing properties. If you get cut, it’ll heal enough to stop the blood flow. Meaning you can get cut a hell of a lot of times and feel every bit of the pain but you won’t bleed out if they’re mostly superficial. Just another torture tactic.

It was as soft as silk. Picking up my book, I kept on reading. "Medicinally, it was used for omegas...? Omegas cannot heal themselves as fast as any other rank, their healing is almost as slow as a humans'. Pink ivy speeds up the healing process, making it seem like they were just as strong as other ranks and sometimes stronger. "But its rarity is a major problem for society as only one or two stands in one place together. It has been tested to withstand harsh climate change and can even excel in a desert! But as it gave strength to omegas, it did just the same for other ranks.

The guards in the hall drew their swords instantly, but Dexter signaled them to stand down with his left hand, even as his eyes burned with a murderous glare directed at his cousin. "What the hell are you doing, Silas?!" Dexter roared. Silas didn't back down. Instead, he looked at Ruby, his eyes full of challenge. "An Ancient Lilian wolf has high-level healing properties—the kind that can knit a mate's wound in seconds. Show me, Luna." Ruby looked at the gaping wound on Dexter’s arm. Without a word, she placed her palm over the cut.

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?

Luna came in and started crying but sat at the place where my mom was at first and held his hand in a light grip. My eyes welled up on seeing her love for him. I quickly absorbed almost ten of the healthy warriors and asked Aryan uncle to let them rest and asked to send some nurses. I asked them to clean his dried blood off his body and they gasped on seeing his skin colour returning back alive. No one speaks anything to me. I knew I had lots of explanations to do. I never left Dhaya's hand. Physical touch has more effective for healing. And my wolf concentrated on absorbing the silver from his system.

The metsubushi were eye-closers, a devious weapon that temporarily blinded opponents. “Now, alchemy is another principal subject in Wani Academy,” Sasha explained. “In it, we learn how to concoct potions that can heal injuries in hours, not days. We devote our minds to inventing health supplements such as the Ocean Lizard-grappling Elixir, the Ki Detoxifier and the Twelve Meridian Balancer; even the mythical Xian Serum. It’s no wonder some Gym-nins turn into Brew-nins.

I gasped, my eyes snapped open back in the obsidian chamber. My vision was split. With my left eye, I saw the modern lab equipment Julian was frantically adjusting. With my right eye, I saw the ancient world—a time when the "Gold" frequency wasn't a secret, but a common language. I saw the architects of old, the real ones, who used sound to move stone and heal the sick.

As far as I know Onyx can only see the future not the past. “The night before I shifted, the Moon Goddess came to me. She said she had a present for you. Lucas appeared. He told me to get you here one day to overcome the loss of him, it is something that you harbor, and no one knows about it. He told me to tell you that you will always be the most beautiful werewolf he has ever seen so you know he is still with you and watching over you. Lucas left and the Moon Goddess blessed me with another gift. The power to heal, I may not be as strong of a Fae and have all the powers you and Savanna have, but I was blessed to have the power to heal. I want to heal your heart mom.” Onyx says. He kisses m

She asked the group of people who were now coming out of the dark and into the light when they were sure the dragon was too hurt to attack them. "I have something that might help," Ozone, leader of the merpeople stepped forward. "But it's going to cost you something," Ozone hummed. "Yeah, name it," Zoey snapped her fingers. Ozone sniffed Zoey and hummed. He liked what he smelt. "You will know in due time," Ozone walked up to her and held her palm out. "My saliva has healing properties, just like yours, but mine is a million times more powerful," he explained. He coughed up as much spit as he could, and Zoey collected it in her palm.