Dark Healer Novels & Stories

It's bright lights blinded her as she stared straight ahead like a deer caught in headlights. "Who the hell?" One of the men growled as the ignition to the car turned off and the driver side door flew open. Shock rolling through her Summer watched as Asher emerged from the car with a wrench in hand. Like a God of vengeance he was on Cliff who was closest to him within a minute wrench connecting directly with his head. The man yelled as blood began pouring from the spot that it connected with. Ignoring his feeble attempts to hit him Asher swung again this time hitting Cliff's temple. Like a rag doll he crumpled to the ground unmoving.

he went on, “your power will be capable of destroying the evil that plagues our society.” That word…evil…made my skin prickle. “You were born for this,” he said, his voice lowering. “The world has grown dark. Darkness is spreading, consuming everything in its path. Lives are being destroyed.” I shifted uncomfortably, my arms folding over my chest. “Okay,” I muttered. “That’s… dramatic.” Ben snorted quietly, and I shot him another look. “The darkness,” the healer continued, unfazed, “is real. And you are the only one who can stand against it.”

The grin on the Seeker’s face grew wider until his lips parted, showing his sharp teeth. Hudde whistled. “That is the ugliest smile I have ever seen. You look like a swampshark.” Eude narrowed his eyes. “I wondered why you looked so familiar. You look exactly like the swampshark that ate my dog when I was ten years old. I still wear the belt I made from his hide.” “What the Darkness is a Seeker?” Rhobart asked. “A Seeker is a person that willingly gives his heart and soul to Beliar. In return, the Dark God makes him almost immortal. He is not only almost impossible to kill but also extremely powerful,” Milton explained.

That was when she was saved by a healer, only to be afflicted once a year that made her lose control and nearly killed her each time it came. That was the beginning of Darius's misery and hatred for the healers, yet he sought them out, in order to get rid of the sickening curse on his daughter. "Alpha!" Varek's voice cut through the air, pulling Darius from his thoughts. Darius's head snapped up. Varek stepped forward, a stern look on his face. Just like his Alpha, Varek was a monster that everyone had feared. He was known as the killer machine, a wolf who killed without thinking twice, he spared none..not even children.

Sorah’s POV. - “Come hither, oh sacred Healer of the forgotten myth.” No response. An electrifying shock pins me in my position as all desperate need to flee from this haunting place vacates my body and cripples me with a tremendous barrage of horrifying fear. How…why does she know this?! “Sacred Healer of the forgotten myth?” I shudder and refuse to regard Devon when he tentatively begins to speak. “Is this some kind of joke or something? What Healer? Sorah’s barely-“

“Morana…” "Yes?" Dr. Sherry could feel Daniel's unusual tone of voice and her mind drifted to the worst that could possibly happen. # # # Morana opened her eyes slowly as the sunlight hit her face and blinded her. It took a while for her to familiarize her eyes with the morning golden light filtering through the large window in the room. Morana didn't recognize this room, but that didn't matter as all her attention was focused on the fact that her body felt heavy and lifeless as if all her bones had been crushed.

" Your turn." The healer walked in and shut the door behind her . Derek was caught in between two people. A huge guy and a woman. He stood in the center, now confused on who he needed to attack first. The healer opened her bag and dipped her hand into it. When it came out, she had a black powder in her hand. It was meant to force the animal to fall asleep . " Derek!" She shouted at him. Derek turned to her and was about to attack when she threw the black powder at him, making him blind for a while and confusing the animal. Derek kept on howling and growling.

"We don't know Your Highness. She's an ordinary human but we don't know why her body is refusing vampire blood." "How long before...." he had to control his emotions before he blew something up. The Dark Prince couldn't think straight. He was losing her. She was slipping right through his fingers. Never in all his life, had he ever felt so helpless and weak. "A few hours Your Highness. We need light witches who are also really good doctors. Immediately." He sped out of that room as he couldn't look at his Little Flower all covered in scars and deep wounds which were not healing. She was broken inside out. Unrecognizable. They had cleaned her the best they could but she was still in a horribl

"The Darkstars is going ballistic looking for someone. They've put up a ten-million-dollar bounty just to get the 'Hidden Healer' to show their face. Even the person who gives the tip gets a massive cut." Darkstar. One of the oldest and most lethal packs in the country. I paused. "Send me the details." A second later, the file hit my phone: Darkstar Pack hosting a gala at Caesars Palace. Seeking a healer for a high-ranking family member. The medical description was only one line: "Alpha Lorenzo. Wolf-soul depletion. Chronic condition." In a race of creatures with freakish healing abilities, "depletion" usually meant a death sentence. I looked out at the flickering neon lights of the LA skyli

I grabbed the four black candles from the wooden box, put them in the four corners of the room and lit them with a lighter. Done positioning the candles, I grabbed the spoon and bottle containing dark liquid and approached the bed, looking at the guy lying on the bed, his face contorted in pain. "W-who... are...are you?" he asked in a low voice, looking at me with faltering vision. "My name is Emma. I'm the healer from the Sacred Flame Healer Tribe. I'm here to cure your illness, Alpha," I answered in a gentle voice. "I feel like... I'm dying... can... can you really heal me?" he asked, gasping for breath.