Fairy Healer Novels & Stories

The fairy said with a soft smile. "It's not safe for me to be here." I managed to say. The fairy beamed her eyes the shade of the rainbow. "I know what you are, I know your fate but I still want to help you. I found you almost dead in the stream." she said applying herbs on my injuries, her fairy braids moved with grace around her hips. The herbs smelled an awful lot like weed, that was probably one of the things causing me to see things like the rainbow. "It's no wonder the alpha's are obsessed with you, even an angel would fall for such a face." the fairy praised me

“I understand that. I didn’t believe that Queen Lily could heal me either. I haven’t seen your father, but I will tell you that if he is able to shift, his injuries aren’t as extensive as mine were. I don’t believe that there has to be a prophecy in order for Queen Lily to heal someone. She is a Guardian, a queen, and she lives here in the fae lands.” I turn and look at Lily. “You really think you can heal him?” I ask her. “There’s only one way to find out.”

“She’s proven it. And if anyone dares call her a threat again, they’ll have me to deal with.” In the corner of the pavilion, Winona watched from the water basin, narrowing her eyes. She saw how the remnants of that emerald green light still shimmered around Seara’s veins. She realized one thing that had almost escaped her, and even the Alpha himself. Seara wasn’t just an ordinary healer who had temporarily lost her powers. The girl had just demonstrated the potential of a Luna Healer, the only uncommon Lycan status. She was still puzzled by the legend of Vis Sanatrix that Seara carried. Seara was also a rare healer, and her healing powers were still unstable. The black mark on Seara’s wrist

"I stumbled upon it in a book from the palace library." "It's not just a rumor," Daelan chimed in, adding credibility to Sora's claim. "Fayrah mentioned it once. Healers have the ability to cleanse the spirit or perform spiritual healing, or something along those lines." "Who's Fayrah? Another healer like me?" I asked, intrigued by the notion. Thrystan interjected, providing some context. "Yes, she's a healer, but not a Blessed Healer like you. She primarily works in the palace infirmary, though she's trained closely with Blessed Healers."

' She closed her eyes and after thinking it through, she stayed quiet and concentrate on her spell. Then, after quietly mutering some words, she looked around and as she tried to see if others could see her by waving at Val and he didn't answer, she began healing Francis while using her power. Francis was still conscious with his eyes faintly open, Eleanor didn't notice him looking at her. Before he lost consciousness, he thought,

Seeking justice for her people…this is indeed the quality of a Chosen Lady! Earth Fairy, “That’s right! That’s how a Chosen Lady should be like! Revenge and justice…I never thought this word could fit together perfectly!” Rara toned down her unstable emotion and breathed out, “Right, what about my injuries? Did the Gods said anything? Queen Lustia said that an injury from magic could only be healed by magic.” Fire Fairy, “Yes, the Gods says that your injuries could only be healed when you kill the person who put the magic inside you.”

She's fighting. Her hands are glowing, bright and fierce, and she's grabbing the threads one by one and burning them away. The light pouring out of her is blinding, and the darkness recoils, hissing and writhing like something alive. She's not just a healer. She's a warrior. And she's magnificent. "I've got you," she says, and her voice is steady. Strong. "I'm not letting you go." I want to believe her. God, I want to believe her.

He couldn't be late, absolutely couldn't be late. Ana's eyes rounded at the plants in front of her so that it didn't feel strange if after passing through the two trees the atmosphere and air around her changed from before. Ana did not know that she had just passed through the seal that the werewolf nation had put up to protect the residence and was invisible to ordinary eyes. Ana walked with her eyes focused on the plants hanging from the tree. "I can't believe I'm going to see a ghost orchid in person in the wild like this." Ana covered her mouth.

I roared, observing his hasty retreat, his movements a blur of desperation. That was the fourth warrior that I put down today. I hate to admit it, but whatever that healer did to me was f*cking amazing! My shoulder was injured in battle, and some feral rogue bit half of it off. It took me years to heal, and even then, it was only partially healed. I had some mobility and even less strength. Ordering the Healer to prove herself turned out to be a miracle gift. I returned home that day and went straight to the gym. I was utterly dumbfounded when I could lift three times the weight I could before. I felt better than I ever have. She has no idea what she has done for me. This will make my plans

The fairy who opened the door for the Princess a while ago answers courteously. “My name is Enya,” introduces the other one near the canopy bed. She seems shy because she keeps staring down, avoiding the Princess’ stare. “My Princess, did you need something?” “Enya and I are just waiting for Nurse Zella. She will teach us some healing spells but right now, she is with our Queen Alina.” Nadia explains courteously to the Princess. “So you are training to be a nurse fairy?” Princess Aria inquires intrigued by the information revealed by the young fairy.