Accidentally Summoned Novels & Stories

That was total bullshit! “Acci…dent?” I stammered in confusion. “Yes. It's not really an accident. She….ummm..” He drew out, his voice trailing off as he ran his hands through his hair. “Tell me, Malcolm.” I requested sharply, feeling my heart racing with anticipation. “She jumped off a cliff and sustained a lot of injuries.” “Oh my God!!” I gasped in shock and my whole body shook violently in shock. Malcolm had to hold me to prevent me from falling.

"I get it. But hey, maybe you just need to meet them in person. You never know, you might click with one of them." I shrugged. "Maybe. But then I think about Sarah..." Cameron's ears perked up. "Sarah? Who's Sarah?" "Sarah's the girl I accidentally hit with my car a few weeks ago," I said, wincing at the memory. "I was driving home from a meeting and didn't see her crossing the street. It was a pretty bad accident, but luckily she's okay." Cameron's eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa, that's crazy! I had no idea."

He sat stiffly, his body tight, his hands resting flat on his knees. The room felt different now. “What is this?” Daniel asked, his voice sounding tight. “If this is about last night, I already said it was a mistake.” Tim leaned back a little, his face calm but his eyes focused. “That’s where you’re wrong.” Daniel frowned. “What?” “It wasn’t a mistake.” “Yes, it was,” Daniel said, his voice getting a little louder. “We don’t even know each other. I was drunk. I wasn’t thinking straight—”

I don’t know what the deal was with Sylvester, but he was now glued to us, and it was irking both me and Lucifer, but we couldn’t say anything to him in the current situation. “The night her companion suddenly collapsed, and she later found out that the patrollers were caught in a sneak attack, she summoned all of us the next morning, and she did a checkup on all of us.” He replied, and I narrowed my eyes. “She can’t summon you guys, warrior. Only your superior or your king can summon you. I know about this.” Sylvester commented in a stern tone. All the shadow fighters nodded in agreement.

A summon. Miguel’s gaze drifted lazily over the sea of glittering gowns and tailored suits until it landed, unintentionally, on the far end of the ballroom. There he was. Adams Sanchez. The man who called himself Miguel’s father. Even at a distance, Adams looked like he owned the air people breathed around him, one hand cradling a crystal glass of wine, the other tucked neatly into the pocket of his midnight-blue suit. Their eyes met across the crowd. Adams’s smile was deliberate, smug almost, as if this moment had been scripted in his favor all along. He raised his glass toward Miguel again in a slow, deliberate toast.

Shedim decided to get lobster and as soon as I heard that, it reminded me of how we met. When I had met him, I was just proud of myself for successfully summoning a demon. I was excited that I would finally be free of the torture that continued day and night at the hands of those monsters. I did not think at all about the consequences that I could go through if it didn’t work out for me. Though the books I had read it from said that if you summon one correctly, you could make a deal with them and they would have to follow through with it. They can’t betray you but they can possibly trick you so be careful of what you wish for and what the terms and conditions are.

Said Summoned one " I do remember, I was trained by you. You don't think I was seated looking at you without analyzing what kind of powers you have. There is only one summoned one. You killed the shape-shifting vondor that can make a clone so as you can clone your body from the water. This gives you the edge to control four clones scattered in different cities at the same time but I also know the way to find the real summoned one. If I can touch the transmitting receiver in a clone body. I can use magic to tell exactly where you are and that's how I found you the real summoned one. Now give me back the gem"

“How did this even happen. The patrol was here yesterday.” Thorne moved closer too, senses on high alert. “It smells like… huh burnt wiring? You think it is one of our own playing a prank. Maybe a mischievous pup?” “This isn’t a prank”, I said, my fingers brushing the ground. I felt a faint vibration through my palm, almost like a heartbeat. “This is definitely not a prank”, I repeated. “Then what is it? You think it is a rogue?” I met Axel’s eyes, the word I am about to speak heavy on my mouth. “It is summon.”

But it seemed that he was going to have to do it the hard way. “I guess were going to have to do things differently,” he said. Ares grinned widely. “A summons?” He nodded. The other werewolf rubbed his hands together enthusiastically. “Oh, this should be fun.” A summons was an enchantment that tethered a mate to the other. One that made a tattoo appear on their skin, alerting them of the mating bond. It burned until the mate came to find theirs. And if Nora was going to run from him, and lie to him, he’d just make it so that she had to come find him instead.

Given the history between the two clans, I highly doubted they would obey the 'pact’ I had heard Ellemea speak of. “A penny for your thoughts?” “No, Master.” “Your mind seems troubled. I insist.” “I was just thinking about what the leader of the witches said to me; how she is connected to my parents and how she basically created me. I don’t know how all of that is possible.” He nodded. “I see. Well, like Ellemea had said, desperate humans can sometimes resort to desperate measures. It is really not uncommon for humans to seek the assistance of a supernatural creature. It was in place back in my day and things haven’t changed. The process is called summoning; witches, demons, warlocks, mages,