Banished Healer Novels & Stories

The handwriting is elegant, curving like wind-carved vines. "My dearest cub, If you're reading this, then your heart has found its twin. Good. The world may still be cruel, but you are not meant to walk it alone. You carry within you a gift, a dangerous one, and a sacred one. You are a Healer. Not of the modern kind, but of the old ways. You can sense sickness and sorrow in others, draw it out with your touch, or your tears, or your needles. But this gift comes at a price. You must never let those without soul try to control you. Love deeply. Choose wisely. Let your heart lead, it will protect you better than any spell I could cast. You will remember me, when the time is right. I have buried

To my surprise, he tossed it into the big green fire, watching it melt and disappear. I gasped silently. Whoever they had to be summoning was super powerful. At the height of the flames erupting into a tornado of fire, a veiled woman walked out, tall, with a disturbing air to her, glowy eyes, and a shrill voice. A healer. Not just an ordinary healer but a century healer. “I summoned her for you,” Alpha Gabriel voiced out. “She'll tend to you tonight. I have noticed you haven't shifted since our training,” he commanded.

I will make sure that there is no lycan meat on her plate, no matter how much she craves it! "The outcast is here! Kill here too!" One of the healers shouted as soon as they recognized me. Well, who would not recognize me because I am the only healer that was kicked out of our territory—the only one disgraceful in their eyes. "Bitches! I'll kill you all!" I yelled back. I was getting close to the barrier, and since it would break anyway, I punched the barrier, causing it to shatter, which caused the healer to be surprised. I take this chance to kill as much as I can. I pierced the pole at the neck of the nearest healer I could reach and snatched the spear it was holding.

He said, “This is not good. I will see what I can do, but you may need a surgeon.” “You’re not a surgeon?” Brandon’s question echoed my immediate thought. “No, just a Healer. In my former life, I was a dentist.” I heard Brandon mutter, “Oh, great,” before he asked, “What about the other Healer on your team?” “I’m afraid Gia has already passed out. She falls asleep when she is depleted. You know, like Jamie? You know Jamie, yes?” My eyes automatically rolled to the back of my head. Who was this guy? “I know Jamie.” Brandon’s tone wasn’t as sarcastic as mine would’ve been. As Antonio prepared to attempt to heal him, he added, “He’s in the portal.”

“For that act you will now be banished from my walls. From my camp.” Banished. The familiar word suddenly caught my attention. “Yes, Alpha.” Hunter bowed his head. Vanquish and I stepped forward, furious. “But-” I began. Hunter yanked me back. Barking the order. “Silence!” His stern voice drew Vanquish’s attention. Thankfully, before he could say what he was thinking. Vanquish gave his brother an assessing look. Seeing the severity there, Vanquish subsided with a single, slow nod. I looked from one to the other and remembered why ‘banished’ had triggered me. I recalled what Lyra Lani had told me.

he said. An older councilman spoke up, “Yes, there are hardly any of those healers left," he looked at the older men before looking back at me, “Only royal and blessed healers are given those capabilities, so how is it possible that she did it?” I raised a brow at the question. I wasn't exactly sure what royal healers meant but I didn't want them to know about such. I shook my head, “I don't know what she is. All I know is that she is a healer and her healing wasn't that thorough anyway, I've got a scar here on me to prove that" I looked them all in the eye. None had the guts to ask me to reveal it to them.

"They built a weapon. This entire Theatre is a massive transmitter. If we play the Zero Tape, it won't just heal the people in Owerri—it will permanently rewrite the 'Void' code in every brain on the continent." Julian stepped behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist as he looked at the console. "It’s a 'System Restore' for humanity, Elara. But to trigger it, you have to stay connected to the transmitter. The surge... it could burn out the 'Gold' in your blood forever. You’d just be a normal girl again. No more hum. No more light." I looked at the "Gold" scar on my arm, then back at the microphone. I thought of my 410 readers. I thought of the students at FUTO. I thought of the life I wa

The music at the Full Moon feast was deafening. I bent down, fumbling with the strap on my heel. When I looked up, they were already gone. My fated mate, Callum—the feared Alpha of the Red Maple pack—and Freya, my once-best friend. I started to follow. To lift my dress and run. But the space by his side—my space, the Luna's space—was already gone. Their bodies were pressed close. Whispering about pack politics. Things I'd never understand. It was like I wasn't even there. An outsider. I always knew we'd have an arranged marriage. Callum and me. Finding out we were Mates was no surprise. Our wolves were made for each other. A fatal attraction. Until Freya proved herself as a lethal fighter. S

Suddenly, her scrying slate chimes loudly with a high-priority alert. Her heart drops into her stomach as she looks down at the glowing glyph: a direct summons from the Municipal Healers' Sanctuary. "Greetings, Miss Ashwyn," the Head Sanctuary Healer’s voice echoes through the crystal. "This is the primary care unit for the upper territory. Elder Maelis’s former lineage healer has moved your mother, Lady Morwen Ashwyn, to the top of the waitlist for a full heart-core purification ritual. Please arrange the required pack-tribute funds as soon as possible. We can begin the blood-healing ritual the second a compatible Alpha donor core is secured."

"I want to know a little more about your abilities. The only thing I know about humans is that they have this... particular scent, not very pleasant, but you don't seem to share it. And I've never heard of human healers or anything like that. I still think there's something particular about you, you are different.” "Thank you, that’s the best compliment I’ve ever received," I blurt out, trying not to squeal with excitement, "There are no human healers. Or at least none like me. I used to call myself a psychic, Rio is the one who said I could be a healer and the word sounded perfect for me. I can heal energies and bad feelings, so it makes sense." "Well, lucky for you, I know a healer. She ca