Healer Cookie Novels & Stories

she shoved her hands into mittens and opened the oven, drawing out a tray of still-steaming cookies. I salivated instantly. I knew a good cookie when I saw one, and Nurse Kerri’s were cooked perfectly, and they smelled just the same. She busied herself in removing them from the baking tray and placed them on a plate before Declan and me. I dug in, munching down two in just a second, and I was right. These cookies were an ice breaker, just like Nurse Kerri’s house and looks. She giggled and poured orange juice into a glass, sliding it to me.

I don’t even know what he sees in me or what he finds gorgeous about me, but I’m glad I don’t disgust him at least. “That’s great! Cronos will love to chase her.” He says, “So tell me Rebel, aside from being an excellent cook, what else do you like to do?” he asks me, and follows it up with, “these cookies are excellent. I taste a little something different in them too.”

I grin picking up the food, throwing fluttering lashes of adoration at him with a grin. “I clearly do … I even bought you this.” Arrick pulls a bag from his jacket pocket, a flat, striped paper bag I don’t recognize and take it from him. Opening carefully, I realize it contains a wrapped cookie in rainbow colors with a sticker that reads. Magical Unicorn Cookie It’s a colorful, chocolate and candy stuffed cookie in supersize and looks like he brought it back with him from wherever they were today. My heart does a happy little skip and almost melts with the gooeyness of how incredibly cute he can be when I least expect it.

she said. “What?” He raised his brows but smiled inwardly. He got what he wanted. It was getting clearer and clearer every day. It was getting better. He would be able to get Lily by the end of everything. “What is a healer?” He had to feign innocence. As if he didn't know shit. “A healer is someone that can heal. I can heal anyone and anything if I want with my blood.” “Really?” He raised his eyes and Lily nodded. It was what she could do. It was her gift. A gift that was now affecting her life. It was getting harder to conceal the gift. Harder to keep secrets. She sighed.

Alexander then turned to the doctor and told him her name is Sheila. However, Sheila pleaded with them to stop asking questions and get out of the room as their voice was making her head hurt even more. Alexander turned to Doctor Clemson and asked for an explanation the moment the step out. Doctor Clemson revealed that Sheila couldn't remember anything about herself as he predicted and suggested that she be taken to St Thomas hospital in London, where there are specialists who could attend to her before the situation worsened. Alexander agreed and left the room to make calls. He contacted his son Tyler who's a doctor a St Thomas Hospital and informed him of the patient he was bringing over t

At least Kal and I have friendly Alphas and Lunas to lend us a hand—or this time, lend us their smiles. The pregnant Healer entered the room and was now with another Healer, this one I’m familiar with being in the Moonflame Pack. “For the Alpha King. He barely had breakfast.” She gestured to a bowl of stew, which I had never seen or smelled before. “What is it?” “Ah, that food the Healers make for me every time I can barely move my bones,” Helga shared. “It’s a specialty made by the Healers along with their edible potions.”

the healer lectures. I nod in acceptance, and he brings me a small bowl of boiled medicine. I wince my face in disgust, the smell of the medicine making me want to puke. “What's this?” I ask. “Wolf's foot,” the healer answers. “And you better finish it before it gets cold, the strength lies in how warm it is.” I groan, looking at the healer who seems disinterested. I take the bowl from him, saying a prayer silently before gulping the medicine.

she mused, her fingers steepled as she regarded me, still writhing in pain on the floor. “I will heal your son. Yes, I have the power to heal him. I’m making him become a very strong lichen, like his father,” the healer declared confidently. Relief flooded through me, and my mother's eyes filled with gratitude. “Oh, thank you, Ma. I really appreciate you. Thank you,” she said, her voice choked with emotion. But her confusion was apparent when the healer mentioned 'lichen.'

The old woman was very distressed and could not help but vent her frustration. "Trevor, I know you are in pain and you are going through a lot, but you should at least take care of your health. You said you wanted to heal your heart and get back to your partner, how are you going to do that when you are like this? Look at the state you are in! Come, sit down quickly and drink this soup, it will give you some nourishment."

I'm his nurse, the one who'll take care of him forever. END