Novel & Cerita Who Is The Healing Angel

Even though that's a priority, the main priority right now is my very pregnant mother, who wants me to be her healer and help her deliver this baby. I've been trained since I could speak so healing is not a new thing for me. The pressure of being an alpha healers daughter, the first born and at a time, the only child, was put on me from a young age and even though I was good, I was scared to be the only healer that would bring forth another life, my sibling.

Kneeling beside it, I wasted no more time and pulled the huge book out, my slightly trembling hands sloppily skimming over the pages, until I’ve finally reached the section I wanted, like a burglar fearing of getting caught, my gaze hurriedly skipping over the words, “His name originates from the hebrew word “Rafa’el” meaning “God heals” ...After Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer, he is the fourth Archangel created by God... compassionate...caring... He is often associated with joy and laughter... Physical and spiritual healer... Considered one of God’s most obedient, good children...” Exhaling a small, shaky breath, the book fell on its own accord on the carpeted floor with a small but audible t

“Okay. But you’ve told me you’re a Savior, and you said that Saviors heal people. Why don’t you heal me?” She had been trying to absorb everything he’d been telling her all morning, but it was a daunting task, to let go of all she thought she knew to be true of this world and simply accept another truth in its place. There were angels on earth! They were here to fight against evil and protect and heal the human race. Raphael was one of ten immortals, called the Brethren. For the purposes of blending in with society, most had regular jobs that suited their talents. Their cover was Brethren Security, as he’d told her. He worked full time for the company, along with Kemuel, a Warrior and Gabrie

After sometime, I was standing in front of the light and when I discovered that it seemed like a human figure. "I have been waiting for you for years. Even though the gift of healing is a blessing, it might also be a curse when used so much without enough care. Always remember, when you are trying to heal a person who is almost dying, the angels of death will always fight you hence depending on whether you win or lose is what will determine whether the person is healed," the figure said. I found that I was so calm which shocked me so much but her voice was just soothing. I felt a hand on my forehead and felt as if I was absorbing some power since I felt more energetic.

He decides to continue the conversation at the King’s nerve-racking silence. “That does sound feasible. But I would have no knowledge on how to heal him. He is a fallen angel. There were no medical courses that teach about treating angels.” “He is an angel in a human’s body.” Jacqueline speaks up. “Yes, Jacqueline’s right. He does have the anatomy of a human. Just like the rest of us.” Atlas contributes. “Yes. But King Sin is different,” Lake says in a low voice. “He isn’t healed with medicine.” The warriors fall into silence. And it is as though they understand the message he is trying to pass onto them.

If you need Jibrel and her holy water, then she's never there," joked Rafael, but Uriel only gave Uriel a tired look. He already knew the nature of the fair-skinned. Even in hours like this, he still had a loose saying on his lips. After the angels had rested and were able to recharge their batteries enough to get up, Uriel had torn out a black feather and ran it over his bare chest. A light followed this feather and the next moment Uriel was wearing a dark robe, similar to death. Around his waist he wore a prayer chain with gold crosses and dark pentagrams. He gave up the scythe, because in the next moment both of them stretched their wings and set off towards Godric. It wasn't long before

In the olden days, There was a girl who was extremely known for being “unlucky”. She’s a very beautiful young girl who has experienced lots of misfortunes in her life. At that time, God sent a powerful and trustworthy Archangel down to the earth. He’s called the “Angel of God” also known as “Help from God” who lived in a disguise on earth. It is a name that he only uses as a disguise on this land. God entrusted him to protect the people of the land and the souls of the dead in the hands of evil. He was the guardian of the souls in the land of the dead and the land of the living.

As mentioned in John Milton’s Paradise lost where he casts out rebel angels and sends them down to the earth. The next one looks like a healer and he is Archangel Raphael the patron of travelers and healers of illness. He is depicted as the designated angel responsible for healing injuries. Followed by an Angel holding a trumpet and I guess he is the messenger of God. Archangel Gabriel. It is said in the Old and New testament that he assists in overcoming issues of fear and procrastination in communication as well as in all areas related to children. While the fourth Angel wore a green armor manifesting the beauty of surrounding and he is Archangel Jophiel the responsible for uplifting see t

And now, the woman who had given birth to him was here, speaking of regret like it could undo years of silence. “I didn’t come to ask for forgiveness,” she said. “I came because something has changed.” Adrian frowned. “What do you mean?” His mother hesitated, then reached into her coat and pulled out a folder. Inside were papers—medical reports, charts, photographs. “There’s another,” she said. Adrian stepped forward, taking the folder and flipping through it. His eyes widened. “This man… he had the virus?” “Yes. And he healed.” “But how?” Elara asked.

Her gaze flicked briefly to the open books, then back to me. "If this is about what happened during the siege, I don't want to talk about this," she said, her tone sharp. "We have to," I said, leaning forward. "Because what I've found changes everything, Belle. You're not just a human healer. You're something far more rare and powerful." Her brows furrowed. "What are you talking about?" I took a deep breath, steadying myself. "You're a Lunar Soul." She looked at me intently. "Explain."