Banished Healer Novels & Stories

Each step brought us closer to our goal, and Valarok's defeat strengthened us even more. While exploring unknown regions, we found sages and healers who guided us with their ancestral knowledge. They provided us with valuable clues and teachings about the power of healing and the connection between the human world and the beyond the border. Over time, we discovered an ancient temple lost in the depths of the forest. There, ancestral wisdom resonated on the walls, and a healing energy permeated the air. We knew we had come to the right place. Entering the temple, we were greeted by a wise and enigmatic figure, known as Master Alaric. He was the guardian of the secrets of healing and would bec

she said. “What?” He raised his brows but smiled inwardly. He got what he wanted. It was getting clearer and clearer every day. It was getting better. He would be able to get Lily by the end of everything. “What is a healer?” He had to feign innocence. As if he didn't know shit. “A healer is someone that can heal. I can heal anyone and anything if I want with my blood.” “Really?” He raised his eyes and Lily nodded. It was what she could do. It was her gift. A gift that was now affecting her life. It was getting harder to conceal the gift. Harder to keep secrets. She sighed.

And then she was gone. The rage that had ignited in him that day still smoldered, lingering in the dark recesses of his heart. He’d vowed vengeance upon all healers that day, eradicating them so none could ever wield the power they’d denied his mate. And now, here was evidence that one had survived. Maxwell’s voice cut through his reverie. “The healer wolf, my Lord, appears to have lost her connection to her wolf spirit, leaving her far more vulnerable and… more human,” he continued, measuring his words.

**The Banished Luna** **Chapter 1 — Shadows Before the Moon** The moonlight poured through the narrow window, silvering the dust that hung in the air. I tugged my worn cloak tighter around my shoulders as I stacked the last bundle of herbs on the healer’s table. My fingertips were raw from picking nettles all afternoon, but the sting was nothing compared to the constant ache of being invisible. Invisible — except when I was a problem. “Aria, you’re slow again.” The healer’s sharp voice snapped me from my thoughts. She didn’t look up from grinding roots in her mortar. “If you can’t keep up, I’ll tell Beta Rowan to find someone else.”

Most packs don't have healers with magical power. Hayley's face was solemn. She spun around the room in a slow circle, thinking of what to do next. Everyone was murmuring. All she was hearing were people complaining about how she was a good for nothing healer. Someone even said she is a scam. How was it you did a hundred good for people and the one time you cannot help then you become a bad person? Hayley felt something surge through her. She remembered how her brother had died at her hand while trying to treat him. She remembered her vow to never let another person die at her hand. Hayley's hand began to give off a flickering low glow of white light. She placed her hand over the woman's nec

“She was the balance. The bridge between the old magic and the new. Without her the kingdom cannot sustain itself. The crops will continue to fail. The people will continue to suffer. And eventually the throne itself will fall.” “That’s impossible. One person can’t be responsible for an entire kingdom’s stability.” I said with so muc arrogance. “Can’t they?” The prophet tilted his head. “Healers are not just healers. They are conduits and thy channel the magic of the land itself. They keep the balance between life and death. Without one everything tilts toward chaos.” “Then we’ll find another Healer,” I said stubbornly. “There is no other Healer. She is the last. And you threw her away like

Thane's POV I stood watching as the healer chanted ancient songs of healing; our pack's healers are the most powerful healers in history; we're the only ones who can heal a wolfsbane injury without involving a witch. I was promised by the healer that she would be safe, she would be healed, but I was anxious anyway because she looked like she was beyond repair; Calantha was indeed evil; what could she have done to deserve this kind of cruelty? It's not like I was righteous, but I don't kill without a cause.

In their eyes, I had become the perfect outlet for everything they’d lost. Sob... Sob... "L-Luna Victoria, please hang on..." the healer whispered, her voice so faint that the guards stationed outside the dungeon cell could barely make it out. Still, they frowned. Though they were clearly displeased by the healer’s plea, none dared to voice their discontent. In the pack, a healer held a status nearly equal to that of an elder their rare ability to heal with magic made them as revered as saints. Only someone like Beta Marcus, emboldened by his authority and arrogance, dared to flaunt dominance in front of a healer. The others knew better. All they could do was grit their teeth and pretend the

Calum would go to find a healer for me, someone who could ease the pain and help me recover. "I'll get Nazeera," he muttered. "No!" I bit out. Nazeera would give both Aziel and I an earful if she finds out about the latest havoc I wreaked. Calum groaned dramatically. "I'll het you a nearby healer, then." I winced, recalling the White Moon pack, who were the only pack of healers I could trust with my eyes closed. "It will be hard, there is a scarcity of healers in the land," I replied bitterly.

I shared a little. “What’s your work inside the alpha’s mansion? I bet you have a good stay in there. Their family is humble and kind,” Heban commented. I doubt that. Shahida is kind and humble, but Apollo? Never mind. “I’m the alpha’s healer, Heban. His illness is kinda special like everyone know and with my skill in healing, I could help him. It’s my payment for saving me.” Heban nodded but his face was confused. “Tillbury is good at making healing medicines, but it’s my first time seeing someone who can heal an invisible wound. How is that possible, Elias?” he asked.