Dark Healer Novels & Stories

His outfit was adorned with moon dust and his shoulder length locks swayed wildly in all directions as he moved his head. He read his audience carefully; folklore of all kinds. Upon focusing deeply, he was able to see their auras. He didn’t like what he saw. Most of them were emitting a black or red aura that reflected stress, anger, frustration and darkness of their cores. He was not disappointed however. He had firm faith in his music. He would heal them all with the power of his tunes, he was sure of that. His name was Paulo. Once the dark demon of music, now he was a healer of the damaged souls.

And when I’m gone, I know he’ll hurt, but maybe one day he’ll feel himself again. The Soul Eaters are all around me now. There’s walls of them all around me, and I let them feast. They come to me like honey in a trap. They are so exhilarated by this energy that they close their eyes. And I start to glow. I pull up the energy I have and glow brighter and brighter. They drink and drink. And then I am light. I am light itself. And once the light hits its limits, I pull in one go at the darkness. I pull at it with everything. To make the switch as fast and as forcefully as possible. I start to run through them all. Each one destroyed before it knows what’s happening. I fill them with way too muc

I have to talk about my past once again to get people to know me and everyone is always fascinated by a healer. By the end of the day, I'll be known by everyone and that's worse because I'll only know by the end of the day if it's a bad or good thing. Will the boys want me for my looks? My body or because I'm a healer? Will the girls hate me because of the attention I'll get from the boys? I will only know later. Healers are extremely beautiful creatures because everyone likes to look at a beautiful specimen to feel at ease or whatever. Healers can also be known as sorcerers. We prefer the term healers because we use our powers to heal ailments and to bring peace in the pack upon the alphas

I scream. I turn to look at the two goons. I can’t help but crack a smile. “I can easily get past you,” I whisper. “Killian, please calm down. We want to help you.” My Mum breathes. “I’m beyond help now ma, I’m the real me. I am staying this way!” I growl follows by an insane laugh. “What do you want to do Killian?” the doctor asks. “I want to end you all! Revenge, sweet revenge.” I laugh.

he keeps talking, speaking about being a homophobic jerk. I took a sip of my coffee but it didn’t taste the same, it wasn’t even good to begin with, I placed the cup on the table, placed some money on the table and left the café angry, my mood is as sour as always, and they doubt if I have a soul. I clearly have one, a dark one, one that’s filled with darkness and pain, with no one to be there for me, to bring light to my darkness.

Reya exclaimed tearfully, covering her mouth. Even Greta sat up from her seat. Darkness released Derrick's Wolf, frowning as he looked at his bleeding hand, it had been painful recently, like an arrow wound, but getting clawed at, he expected it to heal but it wasn't. Seeing this as his chance, Derrick's Wolf made for Darkness again, but he had underestimated Darkness, Derrick's Wolf was grabbed by the neck by Darkness. Shadows wrapped around him holding his hand down. “You will die, not because your deal wasn't valid, but because you said what you shouldn't have. My White, will never be yours.”

ey heard a sarcastic voice and turned to see Leah. Leah was also part of the people who maltreated her and to make it all worse she was the head maid's favorite so her life became a living nightmare with both of them in it. " Don't speak like that to Andrea, at least respect the fact that she's a princess." Mia cautioned her. Andrea was starting to regret slipping out one day that she was the princess of the dark mark-moonednowit has backfired because everyone just used it to taunt her.

BOOK 3: THE HEART OF THE HAUNTER If I could be with you tonight I would sing you to sleep Never let them take the light behind your eyes I’ve failed and lost this fight Never fade in the dark Just remember you will always burn as bright —My Chemical Romance, The Light Behind Your Eyes * * Too Busy to Call

That the world was crammed with so much more than she or any normal person understood. Rising from the bed, Dhara quietly moved away and found herself standing in front of the dressing table. She saw herself wearing an extra-large t-shirt as a nightdress and noticed her dark hair piled up on top of her head, making her look even messier than she felt inside. But that was not what she was trying to look at. What she was trying to see was what made her special. Zaydan said that she was the healer the packs around the world had been looking for. And if what he said was true—she couldn’t help but believe him now despite their differences—then was it possible that she was actually who he said she

Aerian screeched. It was so damn dark where she was it was almost impossible to see her. Even with my wolf vision I could just barely make her out. The only part of her that was easily seen were her eyes. They were glowing brightly. There were three dead wolves lying in front of her. The others were standing there snarling at her as she stood over Benny’s unmoving form. I let out a growl as more wolves descended on us. I heard someone yell at me. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw a wolf lunging towards me. Before it could land on my back a stream of the brightest light, I had ever seen hit it. The wolf flew several feet way hitting a tree. When I looked at the wolf it was burnt to a crisp.