Dark Healer Novels & Stories

I don’t feel like he is a threat, but I will wait and see. I study the Alpha has he studies me. I also remember him from childhood. He is Tori’s father and a direct descendant of the Zahara family bloodline of healers. Although the family gene only passes onto females, the Alpha’s wolf will have incredible healing abilities on itself. Making him almost immortal. I have deemed him not a threat and authentic in his feelings toward Tori. His love and pride for her are real and he wants to be in her life as a family. “Mystic, I am Alpha Merrick Romanski of the Mystic Moon Pack. This is Beta Victor Koslov.”

He turns his face toward Theo and says, "Theo, remember the deadly Eclipse Draught your hands gave my body to use? Derek Hale was the exact wolf who neutralized its poison completely." Theo Deucalion looks genuinely surprised, his cold aura shifting. "Ah, so it was his hand. If his wolf can counter my secret poison and has mastered ancient pressure points, his training must be quite exceptional. Though my ears have never heard of such a notable figure in the Lunar Healers Guild here."

I can’t tell anymore. My wolf’s howling inside, scratching, pacing. She wants to submit. She wants to be claimed. I refuse. Not like this. Not drugged. Not desperate. Not whenever the last rational thought reminds me of why I can't let it happen no matter how much I want it to. So, I speak to distract myself. “In the black market there’s a healer. A rogue. No questions, no name, just service.” “Do I even want to know how you know this?”

He knew the latter was still debating whether he should discount the possibility of another family or accept the consequences of what Jacob’s statement entailed. "According to the archives of the vampire which I possess, Dedari bears a striking resemblance to the feared one of your kind, the greatest healer of all time, known as Kendalf. He is widely known among the supernaturals as the Dark One. As of the time of the memory, he is still mateless and is one of the oldest of your kind, with a strong allegiance to the Prince who I believe should be related to Zande. Don’t you all have any memories of your younger days, any names at all?" Jacob concluded, before throwing out the question to the

And that thought refused to leave Damian's mind. As the healers took Sky from his arms, he let them, but he didn't leave. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed-and waited. Skylar Dawin was not an ordinary student. She was something far greater. And Damian knew he couldn't afford to ignore it. The darkness slowly began to lift. At first, she saw only blurry shapes, as if trying to focus on the world through a thick veil of fog. Her head was heavy, her body weighed down against the bed like lead. Her skin still pulsed with heat, as if the fire she had unleashed that night continued to burn deep within her.

They were so damn powerful. Haleen was a dragon/witch hybrid that we had helped rescue from our third feeding room infiltration. She had been friends with Ziyah before Ziyah was held prisoner by the Dark Fae. Haleen became mated to Klayrn, the leader of a Nabello demon pack that was then brought into our packs. She had been powerful before him but became a force of nature afterwards with the exchange of power that came when we marked our mates. Their son, Draven, was a tribrid who took after them both. Not only did he have a dragon form, but that form did not have a typical dragon’s fire when he breathed. Nope. It was Hellfire, which made him really damn lethal.

ALPHA KING XALEN ~<>~ “I am sorry because, despite hurting you the way I did, I still can’t answer the one question that would help us move forward, Hay.” Eventually, I uttered those words even though I knew it wouldn’t be enough to quench the uncontrollable emotions that were burning within Haylee—or at least who she had become. Seeing me with Allison must have broken her to the point where her newfound strengths became dark. I have heard of Healers that go dark. In fact, Healers have been said to be the twin sisters of witches. Both witches and Healers can go dark and do evil, even though they can also be pure and good.

“The Silverclaw in the East, the Nightbane in the West, the Moonveil in the North… and my kingdom, Blackflame, to the South.” His tone hardened. “The others will come for you once they learn what you are. The Nightbane Alpha already sent spies to the borders. They want your power.” I frowned. “Power? I don’t even know what I am.” Draven’s eyes glowed faintly. “You’re the Healer of the Eclipse. Born once every thousand moons, a wolf touched by both light and death. Your blood heals what it touches, but also destroys what it rejects.” The words sent chills down my spine. “That’s a myth.”

"That's what I’m here to find out. The guy claimed these Shadows are tied to someone named Vladimir Albert Darkclaw. You know him?" Lucifer’s eyes flickered with recognition. "Vlad Darkclaw? Of course, I know him." His voice grew colder. "He’s dangerous. Ruthless in the underworld. And that's me" Aiden folded his arms, meeting Lucifer’s gaze. "Then you know this isn't a coincidence. If I want to get to the Shadows, it looks like I'll need your help." Lucifer stared at him, considering his words. After a long moment, he finally said, "You’re playing a dangerous game, Aiden. But if you want to take this path... I’ll help you. For now."

"I am prepared to do whatever it takes to gain strength and seize control." The Healer's eyes bore into hers, as if searching her soul for truth. The remaining part of his face was covered in black. "Very well. Embrace the darkness, and the power shall be yours." With those words, the Black Healer began an intricate ritual, chanting ancient incantations that reverberated through the clearing. The air crackled with energy as the dark forces responded to his summons. Audrey felt a surge of power coursing through her veins, empowering her with abilities beyond her wildest dreams.