Calamity Summoner Novels & Stories

Cliffrill and Greenway shared the pack's land between them. Berlarot corrupted every Alpha who tried to tame him. Feeding on ego and deepest wishes, he makes promises to its Summoners in exchange for them nominating people as tributes. The Summoner is the one that suffers in the end. The tribute is only temporarily affected. This is why your tattoos have black opal ground in. You should be protected.

I fell down on my knees hard, vomiting everything inside my stomach, I couldn't breathe still, I was in so much pain, and then arms picked me up, pulling me toward a strong chest with a scent that's so familiar and assuring. "What happened?" Seth asks for the both of us, he too has been brought over, thankfully. "We brought you back," I heard a female voice, I know that girl's voice, it's Calesti, my friend. "How did you bring me back?" I ask Cici with a smile, it was Mathew who was holding me, and looking at her, I could see her with her daddy standing in the middle of a circle of some sort. "Your daddies called us, and we summoned you, just like I summoned daddy," Calesti says with a big p

The calm, sultry feelings she had been experiencing only a few moments ago were quickly dissolving into irritation. "Well, as I said, the only way to break the curse is for the pack leader to find his fated mate before he turns full Berserker. Once that happens, he cannot return to his normal state, and he has to be destroyed to protect the pack. A new leader must be chosen." He bowed his head with remembered pain. "This is what happened to my father, eventually, though he held out longer than most." "So, your mother was not his fated mate?" Liv asked.

He replied as I could barely stand. Immediately we got to the rogue Alpha. I lowered my head and tried as much as possible to stand firm even with my wobbling feet. "Alpha, this is the man who has a deal for you." The guard who brought me here spoke and lifted my head. "My name is Cal. They call me Callum the wicked werewolf slayers! What is your deal?!" He spoke huskily and I felt fear run through me. Hunter, now you have your match. My revenge is just getting started.

The crowd murmured, their expression filled with disgust and surprise. Emberlynn agreed as well. "That's not all," Phoebe muttered, her voice becoming eerie. She moved towards the bonfire and offered the last meat on her plate to the fire; it was a sacrifice to the goddess Selene to aid succefull transformation. Phoebe smiled broadly, and her eyes narrowed. "The wicked witch unleashed a devastating curse upon the pack house, causing chaos and destruction to reign unchecked. Alpha Damien's mother, Luna Elara, a fierce warrior and beloved member of the community, was among the first to fall victim to the witch's betrayal, her life cut short by dark magic."

Venya asked, her eyes narrowed in concentration from searching her memory, “I remember reading about summoners in our library.” “That is the gist of it yes,” Kiri replied. “Still sounds like necromancy,” Rex muttered, “Summoning defeated foes and such.” “Ah my dear, that is where we differ,” Kiri replied, nodding at Horken to begin dishing out boiled eggs, ham chunks and bread slices. “I do not raise the dead foe, I am able to summon that type of enemy, just one, and if killed or sent away, when I summon it again, their skin colour, gender and skill types will be different to the previous. They are also stuck at the skill level of that defeated foe as well, that’s why there aren’t many of ou

The blonde hair twit says looking at me, unaware of the rage rising in my chest. "What exactly are we beginning?" I seethe, slamming the door, "And who the hell are you?" "I am James Damer, your new PR agent." "I don't need a PR agent." I growl at him through gritted teeth. "Well, your father seems to think differently. He said that we needed to begin working on your image right away if you are going to be taking over the company in the future. You have a standard to uphold."

I yelled He wasn’t able to look me in the eyes, his face showed nothing but pity, and he pitted me. "Where is Khalil Rayan? Where is he? Tell me where he is." I yelled "I’m sorry." He mumbled I shook my head "No, no. You aren’t sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong did you?" I sniffed walking backward "Khalil is fine, I know he is, there isn’t anything wrong with him. He is fine, right Rayan?" I asked as tears streamed down my cheek "Right Rayan" I walked towards me "Tell me Khalil is me, tell me you are mistaken. Please tell me Khalil is fine." I whimpered

The enemies were considered weak enough for new breakers to deal with. “Mutations are rare but not impossible, after all. It would be very unfortunate for a newbie to suddenly encounter one.” The leader of the group grasped a dark crystal in his hand. It glowed an eerie black light. “What if we fail?” One of them voiced their concern. According to their informant, the target was a summoner. It was a class known for being the bottom of the barrel. Unfortunately, they couldn't get much more information. The [Witch of R'lyeh] was involved.