Healer Manga Novels & Stories

' But he did not dwell on it and decided not to think about it, figuring it did not matter anyway since they were already together. "When I woke up, I was already in J country with my mother and grandfather. After I found out about my new illness, my grandfather started training me. Actually, even as a child, I did not look like a typical Omega. Before developing my scent, I thought I was a Beta... Then in high school it got complicated. First, I was an Omega, and second, I always stay away from people because of my illness, so the Alphas started picking on me. Luckily, I was good at fighting!"

Never had I imagined I would meet the Chief Healer himself. The healers are a rare order of gifted werewolves specialized in divine restoration. A gift said to have come from the Moon herself. They are so scarce, so expensive, that only high-standing families can afford their services. And here, in front of me, stands the chief healer. I blink in astonishment. I'd expected the chief healer to be older, slouching. Not whoever this man was. Dorion walks further into the room with the unhurried steps of someone who knows exactly who he is and does not need to prove it.

Especially that her mother Laara had told her of Rozelyn’s stepmother's real identity. Isla sees Rozelyn as the daughter she never had. But, she had only a little access to her life because of two things: fear and not enough power. Compared to vampires, werewolves, and blood witches, healers are just like herbs that grow anywhere but only being paid attention to when one needs them. Healers are just healers, not fighters like werewolves, attackers like vampires, and most especially not enchanters like the blood witches. They are only meant to heal—nothing more and nothing less, amidst the fact that they possess extra gifts. They. Are. Just. Healers.

I looked at the man in surprise, and then a part of my brain remembered a book of healers I had studied when I was a young girl. Izan's grandfather was a manipulator of earth magic. “You are a blessed one? You are an empowered healer?” I asked in amazement, and the man raised his eyebrows to the sky before smiling. “Yes,” the gentleman said, and I sighed with relief. “People don't usually know the term empowered healer.” I immediately blushed. “I have to admit I have knowledge of healing,” I said carefully, and Bella smiled. “That's wonderful; there's always a lack of healers,” Bella said and looked at Izan. “Isn't it?”

He simply is. I smile faintly at the boy. “I’m Zenith,” I say, my voice even. “And no, I’m not just his girlfriend.” My aura swells instinctively, soft and glowing, the way it always does when I heal. “I’m his mate. And I’m a healer.” Their eyes flicker, uncertain. Power makes people wary, especially those who have only known cruelty.

"That's just a myth." Moon Healers were legends told to pups, rare wolves blessed by the Moon Goddess with extraordinary healing abilities. Not just the practical medicine that pack healers practiced, but true healing — the power to mend what was broken, to purify what was tainted, to restore what was lost. Some stories said they could even heal the bond between mates, strengthen connections between pack members, repair spiritual wounds. But they were stories. Fairy tales. No one had seen a Moon Healer in generations. "It's not," Thorne said. "The line was believed to be extinct. But it's not. Your mother... she was one, wasn't she?"

He chanted my name like a prayer, like I was his only salvation. I closed my eyes, letting myself feel this long-forgotten passion. For the first time in seven years, it seemed, he needed me. He craved me. But... His lips found the broken mate's mark on my neck. And suddenly, I was cold. I am a Healer. I knew exactly what moon-frenzy did. And I knew exactly how to cure it. It didn't have to end with this. A cold shower, my healing energy... that was all it would take.

"Ok! my class is priestess, I have the ability to heal wounds and increase health points, but it has no effect on adverse conditions such as intoxication or disease. If that was the case i would've helped Anne when she was sick. Before you joined our group, I had already used heal several times. Back then, we captured a boar and Bob was severely injured trying to save Ayumi, at that moment my healing ability closed his wound and recovered some of his health points, but it completely consumed my mana. I'd say my ability has at least two drawbacks that I'm aware of. It completely spends my mana and heals one health point for every ten mana points invested" "That sounds troublesome, how much ma

All I can do is sit and stand in one place while staring at the metal door or thinking of my love, Winston Luca. Oh! Are you wondering how I survived a full month without sunlight, food, water, or anything else? It's because I am a "Healer." Healers are humanoid creatures who have supernatural abilities to heal. Depending on our abilities, our lifespan can range from a hundred to a thousand years. People confuse us with the elves, but we don't have pointy ears; we are just extremely attractive humanoids. But don't worry; I'm still a young healer. I am a healthy 28-year-old healer who belongs to the Arco clan. I am an alpha, but I refused to join my clan or help my family manage our clan. The

But the blood-red words were still there, floating right in front of me. 【It's over. The second you step into the advanced healing room, they'll call the Luna's time of death.】 【They're just waiting for you to walk in and be the damn scapegoat.】 【The entire room will cover for the Elder's daughter, Stella. They'll pin the Luna's death on you and call it medical malpractice.】 【BE CAREFUL!】 I gasped, a sharp intake of breath. Stella. She was a healer from my class and the only daughter of Head Elder Harrison.