Fairy Healer Novels & Stories

The peasant girl took pity on the wounded hunter and healed him. Since then, the peasant girl had taken on apprentices who learned the healing arts after studying with her for several years. Soon, the Guild of Healers was formed and they roamed Sendorra to heal the sick and give advice. The peasant girl also became known as the Orchid Queen after healers were found to always carry different potions usually from extracts derived from orchids.

, I reply. ⁑ “I know your with your mate, king but I do need some information with I want everyone safe as can be.”, I tell the king.⁑ ⁑ “That’s alright, so what do you need to know?”, he asks.⁑ ⁑ “What can pixies do and what should I be worried about with fairies?”, I ask.⁑ ⁑ “Well pixies are able to heal just not as much as witches or sirens. We’re mostly able to heal small wounds and minor injuries; we’re also able to cast shields so those will definitely help.”, he tells me.⁑

Peri commanded. Aidan dropped his hands from her shoulders and did as she commanded. After a while, Saria walked in "Do you feel better mother?" Saria arched her neck, walking in. Peri however ignored the question and went on. "All fairy mothers are blessed with a gift, additional to their fairy power each with a special gift that usual fairies do not possess." Peri went about walking in circles all around Saria. "The first fairy mother possessed the sight, she could see visions. I on the other hand can heal, as you are aware." She then paused and lifted her chin.

" Leader of fairys I came here because there is a war coming and it's coming very soon, you experienced it first handed just few minutes ago, so I'd like the fairys to join us" " As much as I'm indebted to you, I don't think we can help you much in this war, we are peaceful creatures who hate violence the most, so we never really learned how to fight" " I know. And I'm not telling you to take a sword but heal our injured soldiers when needed, Its true magical creatures have healing abilities but the devil knows what to use to make that ability slower wich may even lead in a lot of people dying. I'm asking you to be our medical support"

I said and I looked at his too saying, “But mine is a flower-shaped and yours is——just. . round. Why is it like that?” “I don’t know, but before Grandma went to bed she told me that these fairies could see your destiny. They also have the ability to heal that’s why as you can see over there, Helena is now breastfeeding her puppies.” He said as he pointed Helena lying on the floor under a bench beside a pole. “Whatever is the reason for its shape, I have a good feeling that it’ll be perfect for me.” He added.

She asked, narrowing her eyes at the chubby woman. "It's one of the special ointments gifted to the King from the Fey Kingdom." The healer mumbled nervously, tentatively looked back when Mercy faked a cough. Esmeray had a feeling that the healer would have said more if Mercy hadn't coughed warningly with a hard look on her face. Esmeray knew a little about Feys. Feys were known to be the descendant of Elves. They knew magic like healing and a few other protection and barrier spells but nothing close to witchcraft that was seeped in nature and darkness.

In a commanding voice, I instructed them to attend to Alpha Rey's suffering wounds without delay. The little fairies rushed over, their wings fluttering with magical speed, forming a small circle around my mate's injured body. The fairies meticulously touched Alpha Rey's wounds with their delicate fingers. A soft blue light emanated from their fingertips, seeping into his body to heal the wounds. As the light touched his skin, the expression on his face changed. The pain that shackled him gradually subsided, and his eyes sparkled with hope again. There was palpable relief as I noticed that my mate was starting to get the help he needed.

Despite my pain, my breath catches as I feel all that dark energy brush against my skin almost as if it’s taken physical form. “Damien!” Fera’s roar has Damien retracting the dark energy and he gives her a sulky look. They’re both ignoring me at this point as Fera snaps, “I’m not going to harm her and you know it.” The pain is worsening by the second but I breathe past it, flinching when Feara touches me, “J-Just who are you supposed to be?” “I’m-” Fera exchanges a look with Damien before continuing, her voice strange, “the one who’s been looking after you. I’m a healer.”

“My super powerful uncle.” He chuckled. “I thought you’d say your fairy. I would’ve truly been knocked for six.” I laughed too. “I don’t think she’s that powerful yet. She just came out.” “Except she is. I watched you heal Cleo when she shifted,” he pointed out. That blindsided me. “I did what now?” “I remember Pixie saying that she’s a healer. Are you sure that’s what she did?” Clayton asked him. He nodded. “We watched the light leave you and go into her. She calmed almost instantly, and that’s a trait popular with healers. It’s also very rare.”

"Yes. The early witches aimed at using their magic to provoke terror, to harm and hurt people, often for selfish gain. As time grew by, we evolved, a few of us anyway, and sought redemption, turning our power towards protection and healing. Just a few, though. However, fairy magic has always been inherently pure. It was never meant for malice, not until their own ruler corrupted the balance, twisting it for personal ambition. It's focused—" "On healing, mostly," I completed, the information surfacing from the countless old books and scattered scrolls I had absorbed recently. It was a rapid-fire d******d of knowledge I hadn't realized I possessed. "Because the fairies were smaller at origin,