Woman Is Cured Novels & Stories

I looked away as the man cleaned her bloody face and I heard him gasp. Quickly, I turned back to face him… "what's happening?" I asked as I moved closer to them. "My king, the woman's face is healed." He said he was shocked and amazed at the same time. Gustav and I were astonished, "How's that possible?" I asked. "The only way is if her family was from a line of wolves or a descendant of her's but I am still confused since she is still human." He said to me, I warned the doctor to keep her abilities a secret until he found a solid reason why, threatening him with consequences if he failed to comply. The doctor proceeded to mend her bones and then left with Gustav, leaving me alone with her.

When they opened the door, all they saw was a haggard, long-haired woman half-lying on the bed. She was coughing hard and appeared to be on the verge of dying. Fox Wolf said in a calm tone, "She is my wife. Since childhood, she has had this disease, and it has become more and more serious in the past few years. She had seen hundreds of doctors and traveled to major hospitals around the country. The family's savings had been depleted, but her illness had not been cured." Thomas had now understood the situation, "So you came to Kiara Cloud Mountain and picked herbs to cure her? You're selling intelligence to pay for your wife's medical care?"

"Have you heard the rumor about the cure?" The woman paused for a moment, slowly nodding. "Yes," he answered weakly. "Someone told me this; that's why I begged outside. Who would have thought it was just a rumor?" she laughed without humor. "The rumors you've heard about a cure are real," he began, his tone earnest. The woman raised her head violently. "Real? Who are we fooling here? The cure is not real. Also, who are you?"

The screen flickered to life, showing a woman with seductive, half-lidded eyes, whom I recognized as me. The video was recorded in a familiar setting—the clinic, during one of Rodrick's treatments for my illness. A woman's moan came from the video. I looked at the two of them and asked, "What do you want to do?" Colby took a step forward. "You've got to help us out, Brianna. You're a huge hit on foreign internet sites now, and men are crazy about you." He held up his hand and named a figure. "We'll give you this much for one night."

Dalia was right. I released the Omega; Dalia gave her healing potion, and then the girl went far away from my room. Then I calmed down and figured out how to play with Circe to get her to bend. Lux saw for her and only accepted something if she herself was the one who asked for it, so I was sure that she was the one who should take the first step. Two days later, I went to my wife, and she was already cured, lying on a cot that Ariel had gotten for her to rest on. When I walked in, she looked at me with hatred.

" I watched as the woman speaking spoke while the other elders agreed in the background. My jaw ticked hard, her words was even more infuriating than the man's, “She deceived me? You actually think such a person can deceive me? I may be anything but gullible is what I am not. Aurora is not a sham, she is a qualified doctor who has been and is still trying her best to find a cure to the plague.

She was writing that discovery down. So that the woman who came after her — the one who was lying awake right now in some kitchen somewhere in this country or another country, reading messages she was never supposed to see, sitting with the particular cold clarity of a woman who has just discovered the shape of what her marriage has actually been — so that woman would know. You are not alone in this. Someone has been here. Someone found their way through it and came out the other side more themselves than they had ever been. And she wrote it down.

"As you can see, she's fighting for her recovery. Her wounds are slowly healing now because of the medications. She's already awakened." The doctor immediately answered, and I even saw him adjust the glasses he was wearing. "For now, she can see you both, but we cannot yet talk to her," added the doctor. "That's enough for us, as long as she can feel our love and moral support, it's enough for us," said the gentleman and looked at me. "Mariel darling, I know you will survive this one," the woman said to me crying and held my bandaged hand. I only noticed now that my whole body was bandaged. Even my head, and only my eyes and nose were not.

It was apparent that the force of the dark sorcery was affecting the werewolf's ability to heal quickly. I shook my head as I came across a young lady. Her face was battered, and one arm was charred with burns. I touched her skin slightly, and my fingers tingled. I jumped. Eyes widened in shock, I realized that the woman’s wound was gone. Her arm was as good as new, and her face was completely healed. The woman sat up with wide eyes, glancing at her arm, then rubbing her hand on her face. “You healed me,” she gasped.

Their coughs eased, their eyes regaining a flicker of life. “I can breathe now!” one woman said, holding her chest like she has never felt that way for a long time. “I don't feel pain anymore!” another said. It was then followed by a few more, making everyone smile with hope. Their sufferings from the plague are gone. They are no longer dying from it. They are cured. "See?" I said, my voice brimming with feigned relief. "The Goddess hears our prayers. The cure is working!"