Healer Fantasy Novels & Stories

"Thank you. We will be awaiting your arrival." He hung up the phone and turned to me. "We have a healer coming from the A****n. She specializes in removing dark magic. She should be here by tonight." I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Keith. You have no idea how much this means to me." Keith smiled at me, taking my hand in his. "I'll do anything for you, my love. Anything to keep you and your family safe." True to his word, the healer from the A****n arrived that evening. She was a small woman, with a fierce look in her eyes. She wore a necklace made of bones and carried a bag filled with herbs and potions.

Settling down beside me, he thudded the book on the coffee table and informed me, "It's the book of Healers. I am sure it has something to do with her being a Healer." Lately, every bad thing happening to Delilah was related to her being a Healer. It wasn't a surprise though. Healers had been one of the rarest creatures in the Supernatural world. Regardless of their race, all the Supernatural creatures set their eyes on the Healer as they could be beneficial in one way or the other. My gut twisted at the thought of vile things that had been done to Healers just to control them and snatch away their powers. Leaning forward, I jerked the book open, "Maybe we can find answers in here."

I’m about to tell him that I’m glad I could help, when I hear Buppig’s voice nearby. When the flower of spring Eases the pain of night A shiver runs up my spine, every hair on my body stands on end and I feel Hera push forward. It feels like electricity, or magic just filled the air. It’s Ailduin’s voice that continues. She will begin to heal He who is broken There is only one Who can heal such pain I turn and look at him. His eyes move from Buppig’s to mine. “The third prophecy. The one we call The Healer.”

During the war, the crown prince would meet the heroine, Maria Fersen, who was a priestess and a healer from the temple. Of course priests weren't the only healers. It was also possible for a mage to have healing affinity and use healing magic. The proportion of priests who were also healers was less, but a mage being a healer was even rarer. Healing power was a rare affinity after all. Bella was one of the lucky people who was born with multiple affinites, including healing. But of course, she never used it to heal others. What did you expect from a villainess anyway?

Ryder and the brown wolf were able to kill a large number of the rogues, though some managed to escape, pursuing Elaira. Lain fell to the ground, gasping for breath as he could not hold on any longer. Slowly, the two wolves approached him and turned into their human forms. The fur receded and bones reshaped. The black huge wolf was revealed to be Alpha Kayden, the legendary Alpha, feared by all for his cruel rule, while the brown wolf was his beta, Magnus. “Take him to our pack and have him treated,” Alpha Kayden commanded his beta, then turned to Lain. “Now I owe you nothing.”

I hold it there, right at the surface, and I focus. Show me. Please. Show me what this is. And then I see it. Not with my eyes. With something deeper. Something that hums at the base of my skull and burns behind my ribs and pulses in time with the pendant around my neck. Healer's Sight. The wound opens up in my mind like a map—layers of muscle and blood and bone, all tangled together with something that shouldn't be there. Threads. Black and green and oily, coiled through Adam's body like roots burrowing into soil. They're wrapped around his ribs, threaded through his veins, and every place they touch is rotting from the inside out.

"And you must be the healer I've heard so much about. Dr. Caelum Ashford, at your service." "How exactly did you hear about her?" Kael's voice carried a dangerous edge. Dr. Ashford smiled, the expression warm and genuine. "Word travels in our circles, Your Majesty. A powerful healer appearing at the same time as rumors of your mate bond? Such news doesn't stay secret for long." "Our circles?" I found my voice. "What circles?" "Scholars, researchers, those of us who study supernatural curses and their remedies." He gestured toward the books scattered across our table. "I see you've been doing research of your own. Admirable, though I suspect you're working with incomplete information."

EVELARA 'Mount Healers' The name froze me for some reason, sending a cold shiver down my spine, even Dravara stirred uncomfortably. The book described them as the descendants of the Moon Goddess. ancient healers blessed with magic that could cleanse even the most corrupted substances. According to the text, they were the only ones capable of reducing— or surviving the effects of Dead Viles. My breath caught painfully in my chest… “I’ve heard that name,” I said softly.

said the person. "All right, Rale, do it quickly before anyone else sees you," Lucas said. "Be patient, this will take time. If Rafaela's magic can return, then she can curse Helena to not be able to have more children," said Raleigh. Raleigh is one of the healers of this kingdom. He came to help Lucas, this healer was a healer who was assisted and always prioritized by Lucas first, for Lucas' kind treatment to him, until a favor was given.

, he yelped as he won in the lottery. I just set my dearest smile at Gale. I feel blessed to meet him in my life. I thought Kent was my night and shining armor when we first met at the bar but he wasn't. I didn't want to bring the past anymore but he ruined my life. Gale whom I just bump somewhere came and saved me from danger. Even our friendship lasted in one day, after two years we reunited with an abrupt abduction to me. If he didn't come that day, maybe my body is now decayed filled with earthworms. He's a good Samaritan I met and my true night and shining armor.