Snow Blossom Acupuncture Novels & Stories

Joshua hurried after Damian. "Wait a minute, Damian!" Stopping in his tracks, Damian turned around and smiled at Joshua, asking, "Did you need something, Dr. Sutton?" Joshua took a deep breath to calm himself down before asking, "About the acupuncture technique you used just now, was it the Ninefold Revival Technique?" Damian's eyes brightened. With an approving look, he nodded and replied, "You have a discerning eye, Dr. Sutton. It was indeed the Ninefold Revival Technique."

After sticking the ninth and final needle into the area between the kidneys, he was done. A miraculous wonder occurred. The purplish vein that protruded from Thiago's back vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed. Cassian exhaled in relief. The treatment was a success! "How do you feel now?" Cassian asked Thiago. "I feel a lot better. My body feels warm and pleasant, just like how it did before I was poisoned. What is this acupuncture technique, Cassian? It's truly remarkable." "This is called the Renewal Technique. It can help with the imbalance of energies and replenish one's vital energy as well."

Then, I pressed the freezing cube of ice directly against the wildly beating pulse at the base of her throat. Sloane gasped sharply, her back arching off the rug. I dragged the melting ice slowly, agonisingly down her sternum, tracing the hard, defined lines of her abdominal muscles. The freezing water dripped across her heated skin, making her shiver violently. She was a weapon forged in absolute discipline, but beneath my hands, she was unravelling.

As Allen turned around, Sasha quickly protected her private parts with her hands. Although she was still wearing a mask, she was shy in her eyes. He looked at her then nodded, "So, let’s start with the treatment." He took out the silver needle of acupuncture from his pocket and then walked towards Sasha. During the whole process of acupuncture, Sasha closed her eyes and didn't dare to open them. Although she knew Allen might take the opportunity to peek at her, now, it was too late to back up.

The incense smoke lazily spiraled up from the small burner placed in the corner of the room, casting a hazy glow over the space. The acupuncturist, a small and wiry man, worked with great care and precision, moving deftly around the bed as he placed the thin, delicate needles into Ragnar's skin. As each needle was inserted, there was a brief moment of sharpness, followed by a dull, throbbing ache that radiated outwards. But as the acupuncturist worked, Ragnar began to feel a sense of deep relaxation wash over him, as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

He placed a palm on the surface of the water and released the true energy from within his body through his palm. A pure and holy flower resembling the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus instantly appeared as Chase extracted it from beneath the spring.

I gathered my stuff and made my way to the first lesson, shaking Cory's arm off my shoulder as they caught up to me. Blossom's POV I woke up with a thick layer of sweat on my forehead My wolf Kore had been restless these past few days. I'd barely slept a wink before my sister came barging in, telling me we were going to be late. Leaving the lights on, as well as my door wide open I sighed, dragging myself out of bed and towards the bathroom. I got showered and changed, tying my hair up in a ribbon and heading out to the driveway with Acacia, we lived in a relatively small house near the packhouse.

The elder, heart aching, still had to ask, "Are you sure this will stop them from unleashing chaos?" "It's made from the World Tree. Their connection's cut, so they can't." That was the reply. The Demons' commander scoffed and said, "You're harsh with your own wives. Almost admirable, in a demonic way." "The Twin Blossoms of Ruin deserve nothing less," Rein said. Blood tears fell from my eyes; my every memory of Rein turned to dust and echoes. However, even with their research, those two harbored doubts. So, Rein leaned in close and whispered, "This is just to buy time. I swear I'll come to the Demon World to save you."

She jerked awake before dawn, gasping. Tomorrow was gala day. *** By six p.m. the mansion pulsed with silk gowns and whispered conspiracies. Crystal chandeliers turned champagne into molten gold. Inés floated among guests, tray balanced, smile welded in place. Alonso worked the room like a favorite son. Alejandro lingered at the edges, predator-still. Thiago? Absent so far. Halfway through the event, Alejandro’s gaze snagged hers across the ballroom. Steel met flint. He inclined his head toward a side corridor, summoning.

The part that made the ears better and the nose better and the skin sensitive to small variations in air pressure that indicated the presence and position of other bodies. One heartbeat in the room besides mine. Slow. Controlled. The rate of someone at rest who was not actually resting, the specific discipline of a person who had learned to keep their body calm regardless of what their mind was doing. Near the window, from the direction the light was coming. Watching me. Not sleeping. Not working. Watching.