Dark Healer Novels & Stories

No one here knew about my encounter with one of them. - What can I say about them? the dark one was indignant, continuing to look out the window. I knew perfectly well that a training session was taking place in the backyard. In addition to developing the gift, the girls trained endurance, practiced close combat, and someone even learned to fight with swords. Hope I can join them soon. “I call them reverse darks. The first such blond freak was born to Karim Reed. They are not affected by darkness, they painlessly pass it through themselves, moreover, they can drink any dark one with one touch. Catchers have excellent health, they are faster, stronger and more resilient than any person. This

She had a lot of respect for the Healer, but she also knew there were plenty of other people who wanted to see him besides herself. She knew a few of the other prisoners, too, from before all of this, when LIGHTS was on top, and the Vampires had been the ones operating in the shadows. Other Healers, like Ona Pierce and Martin Greene, were familiar to her, as well as some of the tech people who’d been forced to work for the Vampires. She didn’t feel the urge to run out of the tent to hug them and welcome them back into the real world at the moment. While she was certain that the freedom they had now would be a bit better than the conditions they were living in before, it wasn’t exactly heaven

"Welcome back, boss. Now that you own us, what do you want us to do?" "I need you to save Kezia and Amy. Kezia is my cousin and Amy is her niece or cousin or something. I can't leave here in case one of the other factions attacks, but you two should be able to go in and steal her away. She's probably in Utah at the major node point of the lay lines. The darkness has her." "The darkness?" Sandriel asked. I nodded. "Yes. She took over my former roommate's body, and now she wants to trade Kezia for me. Try to find Amy, too. Also, she has my former guardian demon under contract. Try not to hurt him, but don't let him kill you."

I'm still tethered to Sophia—still holding the door closed—but I force myself to focus. The altar. The runes. The blade. If I can find the keystone—the anchor point holding the whole ritual together—I can shatter it. I reach for Healer's Sight. The warmth flickers—barely there, a candle in a hurricane—but it's enough. I push it outward, past my own pain, past Sophia's flickering glow, and into the ritual itself. And I see it. The pattern. The web of corruption spreading from the altar like roots through soil. And at the center, carved into the stone beneath the blade, one rune burns brighter than all the others.

“I was shocked, maybe Ivan went through something terrible, even other people he didn't fully trust. Our personalities are very different, yet we've been friends for 10 years." Nolan laughed, remembering the past rebelling with Ivan, which he missed. As Jennifer could tell, Nolan was as good to Ivan as his brother. “Ivan is really talented, with only two empty hands, he has gradually become the person who has the power to control all life in the dark world. His ability is both a powerful weapon and something that many people enviously want to destroy. “In his world, there was only my shadow, so it was very lonely. Jennifer, if you've entered his world, go through it with him, don't leave him

She was the healer but I was the destroyer. Amidst all the indifference, why did our destiny decide to meet two souls that belonged to two different poles?

The battlefield, once chaotic, now became a theater for our final confrontation, a clash fueled by vendetta and ambition. As the transformation neared completion, I observed the colors that adorned his shifted form. A mix of angelic white furs intertwined with shadowy blacks created a surreal contrast. The sight confused me, a stark deviation from the intelligence my pack had gathered about Alpha Draxler. According to our reports, he was a full Black Fur wolf. Yet, before me stood a creature cloaked in the duality of light and darkness. My brows furrowed in perplexity, my mind racing to reconcile this unexpected revelation. "White and black?" I thought to myself, questioning the incongruity.

But as far as I know, Victoria and Felix were clueless. “You’re wolfless?” With how their eyes immediately looked at me with pity and worry, I just shifted my gaze away. This is what I hate the most; being treated as if I’m an outcast who’ll die any minute now. Although I kind of get why Victoria and Felix were surprised to find out I’m wolfless. Because how could a wolfless she wolf be so good at healing, right? It was as if I’m so good at something that I don’t even have an idea how it works to begin with…because I can’t ever heal on my own.

"Stop. Did you feel that?" Raven hugged her own body. "Like... something is crawling on my skin." The floor of the hallway made a subtle cracking sound, like ice beginning to grow from within the stone. In the distance, the lights of the hanging torches slowly extinguished one by one, creating a layered darkness that moved closer. Valtorius grasped his wand. "He's awake..." "Who?" whispered Raven, her voice choked. "Something even the Last Watchers dare not mention. They call him... The Night Watcher."

“Tis is always to be here.” “And you are Steve Kane, the challenged.” Grimkeeper said as he like he was certain. Steve noticed that the man’s eyes were stark black orbs with no iris or white. Grimkeeper sniffed loudly. “You smell sweetly of death,” he said it like it was a compliment. “So many lives have died by your hands.” Emma was unnerved by the way the black-eyed man spoke. His voice was familiar but Emma was so confused that she could not place it. “And you are the Healer who also holds death in her hands,” Grimkeeper said with a smile. Emma shivered uncomfortably as she looked into his eyes. She saw…nothing and everything in the strange being’s eyes. She averted her eyes unable to mai