Soul Healing Oc Novels & Stories

"Great god Apollo, god of Medicine and Healing, Hear this servant's prayer. Heal him ohh god of medicine. Touch him and heal him. Make your servant well with your cleansing touch. Heal him, Make him well." I chanted my hands placed on Christian's chest, my eyes shut closed... I imagined his inner chest been repaired and made whole. I chanted the mantra three more times, then I heard Christian cough. I opened my eyes immediately, it worked. Christian is healed.

I do my very best to imitate my mother in this moment, trying to fall into that deep mediative state she uses when she heals people. Because I have to go into my soul now, and into Gabriel’s, to try and help him. Ben – he’s handling the physical healing of Gabriel’s body. But I’m here to concentrate on my new mate’s soul, and his wolf.

Eldon commanded, giving her a sympathetic look while holding the crystal out between the body and soul. "Please don't do this, Eldon! I'm begging you!" She crouched next to the body. How terribly sad… She looks like she could cry at any second. "I'm so sorry Karen… But you're not done growing yet." She bowed her head for a moment and then nodded in defeat. In the blink of an eye, the soul vanished, and the crystal in his hand shone with a bright purple light for a few seconds, then faded altogether. She disappeared. "Excellent! Let me heal your wounds now… Healing Serenity." All of the wounds vanished in a few seconds. "Now, Soul Revival!" Eldon said, tossing the crystal towards the body.

he said while mixing a new aromatherapy oil, “the Healers’ Guild has a theory that the color and scent of an environment directly affect a patient’s mood.” He dabbed a drop of lavender oil on my wrist. “I spent three years perfecting this blend. It’s specifically for healing emotional trauma.” Leo had taught me so many advanced techniques these past few days. Soul resonance, energy channeling, emotional release rituals… This was core Guild knowledge, impossible to learn anywhere else. But more importantly, he had reawakened my love for healing. “Aveline.” One afternoon, Leo suddenly put down his herbs and looked at me seriously. “I’ve noticed you’re always alone.”

Sarah’s words reminded me that the power to heal was within me all along; I just needed to tap into it and believe in my own strength. “You are the healer of souls, and you have the ability to bring light and life back into those who are suffering,” she said, her voice filled with conviction. “Just hold your father’s hand and feel the energy flowing through you. Trust in yourself and in the power of love to heal.” With those words, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and reached out to hold my father’s hand, ready to embrace my role as a healer and bring him back from the brink of death.

"And that's if I can figure out what is wrong. If I can't figure out what's wrong, you don't get healed. Or I could send magic to areas that aren't actually in dysfunction and end up making your illness worse or make you sick with something else." She made air quotes. "The ‘baring your soul' portion of this ritual helps me find what parts of you are actually in need of healing. No one will know you more intimately than me. That's why you can't touch me. I do the touching. Only. Ever." What the fuck? Kiema toasted me with her water glass. Tipping it back, she drained it all in one go. "What the fuck?" I yelled. "No one fucking told me that you would have to go deep diving in my brain, emotion

I had heard that name before. “This is not your ordinary healing. You will not simply treat wounds of flesh. You will learn to mend broken wolf bonds, restore damaged spirit connections. Heal fractures of the soul itself. The words felt too large. I stared at the uniform and then to Miss Selene. But I couldn’t say anything. The words just hung in my throat.

Patient #138. Her pen scratched across the parchment in her journal. She had lost track of the days, immersed in herbal formulations, energy mapping, and emotional balancing. Healing, she had learned in this life, wasn’t always about cells regenerating. Sometimes, healing came from listening. Sometimes, it was simply giving the soul a reason to stay.

If I find you, I’ll leave myself, in you somewhere there is my shore. You alone are what I remember. O' my SOUL... _______________________ Since the time I have passed through your door, I have started to laugh freely, You are the most precious gift from God... O' my SOUL... _______________________ The prayers of the heart went beyond the sky, It was then that I got you, O' my SOUL... _______________________ I found my SOUL in you. My world doesn’t exist beyond your arms, keep me here only,

“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine. What do you want to eat?” Maria giggled, her fingers stroking his arm as she murmurs something into his ear. Tears threaten to spill, but I refused to let them see me break. I push through the doors, my heels clicking against the marbled floor as I went to the restroom. Inside, I collapse against the sink, sobbing silently. Until a deep, unfamiliar voice broke through my pain. “Hi, I’m Stefan—” I looked up with clouded eyes. “Stefan Andres?!!! CEO of The Wealth Club?!”. I widened my eyes in shock, with my lips parted and looking lost at him.