Healing Souls Novels & Stories

That's all you all are good at, raise the phones up create your own scenarios and rumors, I'm here for it all Zuri Campari Banks, crazy ass Nepo baby, that needs rehab when she clearly doesn't. I am human like you all okay? Get that into your heads, you all would understand that if you also got cheated on by your boyfriend with a senior you admire and trust! Gets accused of physical violence, then accused of drugs and needing mental health consultation. I will not keep quiet! I will not! You all want to ruin me, but I don't mind ruining me before you do! I am still iconic and you all will forever tag me as that!

Nathan catches me before I hit the floor, one hand cupping my face, tapping my cheek fast. "Haley, look at me. Hey, stay with me." "Someone call 911!" Avriel, already moving, phone already in her hand. I try to hold onto his voice. I can't. Then black. —

“The dead leave marks when they walk the land. Marks that don’t heal on their own.” “And you know how to... what, unmark it?” “Something like that,” I murmured. He stepped back, giving me space. “I’ll just... stand here in awe, then.” I closed my eyes and slowed my breathing. This was old magic. Healing wasn’t just stitching wounds or brewing herbs. It was connection—between soul and soil, between intention and the memory of the land. My lips began to move, almost on their own. The words were ancient, not from any spellbook. They came from somewhere deeper—from the part of me that Grimkeeper had awakened.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

“Mrs. Andrew doesn’t like outsiders. That’s all.” Savannah frowned. “You’re not an outsider, Zayn. Javyn trusts you more than anyone.” He swallowed hard, looking at the floor. “Maybe he shouldn’t.” Her eyes softened. “You’re too hard on yourself.” He met her gaze then, and for the first time, Savannah saw something raw in him — guilt and grief woven so tightly he could barely breathe. “Everyone has ghosts,” he murmured, his voice breaking slightly. “Some of us just… don’t deserve peace.”

Couldn’t he see he was ruining his own life going after something that was not even going to make a difference in the end? “I am never going to heal till I get back what I lost. Even then, I doubt I will ever be able to wipe off from my mind the picture of my mother’s dead body hanging from the ceiling.”

Caleb slowly crept closer while Leah happily took her place next to her mother, and as soon as they did she began her spell. Oh Goddess of love Oh Goddess of light Protect these two souls And give them clear sight Protect them from darkness And ones meaning them harm Let only peace surround them Let their souls remain calm Keep them from dangers Keep them from fright Keep them from things That lurk in the night So mote it be Caleb expected to feel fear yet a sense of calm overtook his soul as Amber completed her spell. He felt a lightness overtake him as he began to no longer fear the stranger, knowing that he would be kept safe from danger.

Jessie says quietly as I fall asleep with my face in Kelly's neck. Three weeks later... Kelly told me the bandages were removed from her body and that she was nearly healed one hundred percent. I haven't been to see her yet and everyone has been understanding of my decision. Devon said she shows high chance of waking up and Kelly asked me to see her, hoping I'd be the key to her waking up. Seeing the desperation in her eyes and I cave. The twins have been looking for her too, especially Peyton.

Nate abruptly stopped reading, massaging his temples thinking that he was too mature to believe in such ridiculous tales; nevertheless he continued, hoping to find answers that could help shed some light on things he himself could not explain clearly. “It was said that all souls were set free to roam the earth on this holy night of the dead, returning to their eternal resting place at the crack of dawn, but a soul with a vengeance, a link or a chain bounding them to the land of the living may never find its way back into the gates of the afterlife…. Now what the hell does that mean? Are they saying a bunch of dead people usually wakes up on Peter Pak but if they have unfinished business they

“This is the spell that together we intone, To heal flesh, muscle, vein and bone, To the goddesses of fire, air, water and earth, To you, we call upon the power of rebirth, This soul below belongs to you, His spirit is of nature, so pure and true, To the goddess of the sky and the ground below, Help this man, white healing energy’s flow.” Fix this body and heal his pain, And Bobby is made whole again.” The room was filled with a flurry of wind, which grew greater in power and speed. The more they chanted, the faster the wind became, and soon, a vortex engulfed them.