Supernatural Healer Mga Nobela at Kwento

"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.

Most packs don't have healers with magical power. Hayley's face was solemn. She spun around the room in a slow circle, thinking of what to do next. Everyone was murmuring. All she was hearing were people complaining about how she was a good for nothing healer. Someone even said she is a scam. How was it you did a hundred good for people and the one time you cannot help then you become a bad person? Hayley felt something surge through her. She remembered how her brother had died at her hand while trying to treat him. She remembered her vow to never let another person die at her hand. Hayley's hand began to give off a flickering low glow of white light. She placed her hand over the woman's nec

“Are you a healer, Imara?” Her heart skipped a beat as her eyes snapped up to his. Only supernaturals called their physicians healers. As her heart thumped and flipped in her chest, Imara’s normally pale cheeks and ears burned red as her fear seeped out of her skin. She glanced over to Shaw and she could tell he hadn’t heard what he said, thankfully. Imara looked to the ground and swallowed hard to get the taste of the lie she was about to tell out of her mouth. “Umm...no, it’s just a hobby, I suppose.”

“Do you not remember the first lecture we had? When I explained healers?” I think back. “Oh—yeah. You said they were extinct.” “Close,” she says, leaning forward on her desk. “High healers are rare. Not gone. They’re individuals with enough innate power to mend any wound—save for death itself—just by will alone. And you, Eldon Thorne, are one of them.” “Me?” My voice cracks, because how else do you react to being told you’re something out of myth? “Yes. That green glow when you heal? That’s the mark of it. Have you always had it?”

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.”

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."

he starts to say. Sam, Jack, and I stand a little taller tensing up as we hear the words trickle from the doctor’s mouth. “What do you mean?” I ask him. “Only that the healer is a red head and to be cautious around her,” he replies. “Why?” I ask him. I needed to know what was being said about the healer. “Because she’s using black magic to heal people. You can’t trust her,” he replies like he actually believes what he is saying.

“You really know nothing of the Night Shadows; one scratch, and you are as good as dead. The deeper your injuries, the faster you die. You don’t try to be a hero when you come across one, you do yourself a favour and run.” I stood there, speechless, thinking of what could had become of Trisha and I if the Shadows successfully caught up with us. I was deep in regrets of what could have been, till Elera snapped me out of it. “Healer.” She said, in a low tone. “What?” I asked. “You taking care of that werewolf victim is the work of a healer. Healers deal with most cases caused by the supernatural. You are a healer, and trust me, you’ll encounter more failure than success. You will watch many pe

“Then there will be no need to extract your blood anymore, King Archie and if I don't follow my procedure, I might not be able to call out the toxic that had been rendered inactive thanks to your blood… the healing process wouldn't be completed.” Rahela seemed like she was much more than a physician because the only set of people that could call out poisons from the body of a Lycan and other supernaturals were healers… Rahela couldn't be a healer… no healer would talk to Kovan gently. “Do as you believe is right and would be helpful, Healer….” Okay, that had me gasping for air and struggling to turn my stiff neck to the opposite direction so I could see the Rahela that had just been addresse

When I walk past the living area, I see Luna sitting at the table, drinking coffee while reading something on her phone. "Morning, mother," I greet her. "Good morning, son," she replies. "Is Alyssa awake yet?" "Yes," I answer. "Doing well too." Luna looks up from her screen, smiling brightly at me. "You should thank her, Adam. She saved your life. She's special. Alyssa is a healer. She has healing powers." I frown slightly, unsure if I believe her or not. "That sounds farfetched, but whatever." "It's real," she insists. "Alyssa healed your wounds almost immediately. If she hadn't been able to heal you then you would probably be dead right now."