A Summoner Awakens Book 3 Novels & Stories

“Now, now, now, unto my next prey.” Stop and somehow leads him to be, a book falls from out of nowhere, yet hinted him with the summoning and very command he could never deny nor run away from. He took the book into his hand as he reads the title. “Death Reincarnate.” With the wind that blows its cold and eerie way and everything around him falls into the darkness of worst than the night. He stands up looking straight and without any worry, unto his eyes as he is all used to such summoning, wherein a gate is shown and stepping out is the very image of the witch herself, calling his name.

This was him, I thought. It kept playing over and over again in the back of my head— Valdomore. This was my chance to learn about him, maybe something could trigger my memories. "You do not look so surprised... I guess my name was brought up in a conversation?" "Doesn't ring a fucking bell," I snarled, "Careful wolf... I know you might not remember this, but I have a... The thing for beasts with potty mouths. And that's interesting because I heard a rumor about you and your— awakening, it stirring up trouble in the underworld, and the humans,"

he added, trying to encourage his brothers. Even so, as they approached, the three noticed a disturbing detail: under the hood, the man was smiling. A calm smile, like someone who already knew the outcome of that conversation. He extended his hand, slowly, as if offering a gift. "Is this what you want?" The brothers exchanged a quick glance. "You know?" Lior asked, suspicious, perceiving what was implied. "I know. How could I not know?" The man's voice was deep, almost velvety. "I am one of the Summoners."

My assistant also took advantage of the commotion to slip me a cup of warm water, signaling with her eyes for me to step out and get some air. I felt warmth spread through my heart. After Grandma and Mom passed away, they were the first to show me what family warmth truly felt like. Just as I turned down the corridor, a voice called out from behind me. "Dawn!" The voice was all too familiar. When I first arrived in Haldon, it haunted me like a demon, trapping me in the memories of my tragic death in my past life. However, hearing it now, it was no longer anything to me. It was just a man I had long since crushed beneath my feet.

Chapter 7 Harper The coffee in my hand had gone cold somewhere between Drake explaining that Dominic was in a medically induced coma and him telling me that the Council was already drafting language to classify Marcus's attack as "evidence of demonic contamination spreading through Midnight Moon's leadership structure." I hadn't drunk it since.

Her eyes were luminous, metallic, ancient. Lyra whispered, awestruck, “Silvermoon reborn.” I had never seen anything more beautiful in my life. SERA Everything was sharp. Clear. Alive. The world smelled like a thousand new scents. The forest whispered. The wind spoke. I could hear heartbeats, mine and— Kade’s. Strong. Familiar. Home. I stretched my new limbs, marveling at the strength singing through them. I ran. Gods, I ran. Through trees, over roots, across the earth—power thrumming in every step. Freedom like I’d never imagined.

The scene felt addictive, pushing me further—a craving to join the fight, to transform like he had, to harness the power that thumped inside me but had stayed dormant for too long. With each heartbeat, the energy inside me grew stronger, awakening the echoes of magic long dormant. I pressed my hands onto the snowy ground, feeling the cold seep into my palms. A determination settled around me like the snow covering this battlefield, and in that moment, I vowed to summon whatever strength I had—to fight alongside the bears, to unleash the magic that is mine. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and reached into that wellspring of strength. I pictured the white bears, and as Aaron kept wrecki

So we went through it, my heart heavy. Scarlett was Luna of Obsidian. Demetrius had funded their war. Scarlett and Skylar were holed up in a castle. And their warriors were marching on innocent packs. It gave me motivation to heal and return. But I still hadn’t found Eden. We went through the white gate. And this time….we landed right in the middle of hell.

Turning fully towards the healer, Anna glared down at the frail woman. Swallowing, the healer lowered her head with a small sigh. "I feel the great book has returned." Gritting her teeth, Anna moved towards Markus. His skin had returned to its normal colour but something was different. Before her eyes, she watched as black veins appeared around his eyes and mouth. The dark magic had moved through his veins, effectively bringing him back to life. Smiling, she lowered her head towards his. Placing her lips on his, she softly whispered. "Awaken, my love."

Behind her came a group of reinforcements from our pack, their eyes darting warily around the gathered Awakened. “Aurora!” Lily called out, slightly out of breath. “I brought the book from your room, and several others I thought might be relevant. There's so much we need to decipher.” As Lily approached, I felt a strange pull coming from the center of the clearing. My eyes were drawn to the altar where the Awakened had been performing their ritual. There was something there, something hidden… Without fully understanding why, I walked towards the altar. The sounds around me turned into a gentle hum as I focused on the strange energy I was sensing. As I extended my hand, I heard a click, simil