Calamity Summoner Novels & Stories

She was about to take a turn towards the store room when suddenly the elevator opened! Selina quickly dropped the boy to the floor and stood straight! She was prepared to now utilise the opportunity and teach Emily a bigger lesson now that the CEO has suddenly come to the office unexpectedly! “Good Evening Boss! I am sorry but I have to say that when I joined FoxKinght group, I expected a professional ambience! But I can’t believe that kids of the employees will run around and cause problems for others! Not only that, this rat has a sharp tongue just like his mother Emily!” Selina complained. She opened her mouth to say more to the CEO who looked really very angry and was as if about to comm

“Something is coming. Bigger than the rogues. Bigger than Alistair. And we’re at the center of it.” Suddenly, the wind shifted. From the shadows, a long, mournful howl echoed through the trees. Callum’s eyes narrowed. “That wasn’t one of ours.” “No,” Victor said, stepping forward. “That was a summon.” Lily’s stomach dropped. “Summon for what?” Victor turned slowly, his face pale. “For war.”

“Something is incredibly off about the whole thing, and I have to personally intervene before the rest of the guild council catches wind of it and starts a public manhunt on Kayhan.” I took a deep breath, watching the video loop on my monitor. “It is not just a summoning gone wrong, Serdar. It is significantly more complicated than that.” “Go on,” Serdar muttered. “It directly involves Manolya,” I said, my voice dropping an octave. “This specific demon Kayhan summoned seems to have developed some sort of twisted, sick love vendetta against them, or maybe directly against him to torture the poor boy. I don’t fully know yet. But I do know for a fact that I cannot let Manolya get hurt. I cannot

"It hasn't come out of the sheath yet" "I was the right one to do it." The moment the girl curled her thin lips, she jumped right into the Soul Summoning Order. Invoking the Summoning Talisman with a Great Wronged Soul. There was bound to be a reaction. I just saw blood all over the sky. Amelia's whole body had even heavier karmic burdens, but compared to before, they didn't seep into her anymore. Instead, they all rushed into the spirit summoning token. Lucky Potent in the distance watched this scene, his eyes darkening a little, that was...

“you had better not flatter yourself nor get ahead of yourself either. You won’t even be able to control yourself much more control any darn thing. And most especially not him, nobody controls Salvatore.” He didn’t like women with opinions. He liked silence. He liked obedience. He liked brainless porcelain. And Sapphire? Sapphire was fire. Sharp. Reckless. The kind of woman who’d slit your throat mid-kiss. She lowered her eyes. Played with the oversized rock on her finger like she needed something to do with her hands. The ring didn’t suit her. None of this did. She looked like a doll in the wrong box. A queen trapped in a cheap glass castle. And I really wish that she knew it.

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.

"Oh... That's why none of them dropped a soul stone... What a waste!" Midgard nodded, a small smile on her lips, and continued. "The black smoke must be some sort of summoning portal, as you saw, it doesn't matter how many monsters you kill, as long as the summoner is alive, the undead will always come back. To put it simply, it seems that they are the bosses of this place." Intrigued looks were exchanged among the people. "They? Are there many summoners?" Mercy asked. "Yes, the maid killed one earlier, but since they returned, we can assume that there are others, probably in the ruins, but now that we have this information, the difficulty comes to go down a notch."

I hastened on my steps. "What's the plan? We need to inform Kaden," Kole was behind me. "Our mind link has been jammed, we can't communicate to him or anyone." I was racing back to the castle, as I slowly shifted into my black furred lycan. But then we were surrounded by the Elder's minions. Feral wolves. And they were rogues too. They kept spilling into the borders. But that wasn't all, accompanying them were shadow monsters. I remember there was a yappy and annoying Elder called Calanthe, she had umbra magic like Ava but she was a natural, she could summon countless creatures from the shadows to battle for her and without our magic we couldn't really do much damage to her Shadow monsters.

The reason they continued killing was because the number of souls required for the real ritual they wished to carry out was much, much higher. The sacrifice of those babies… has nothing to do with Caedrim’s unsealing at all. Such vile sacrifice... It's meant to summon someone else. Someone infinitely worse. "Their end goal isn't to unseal Caedrim," I continue, my voice heavy with dread. "It's to summon the God of Darkness—Malicar." I hear a sharp intake of breath from Diana. Then she whispers, her voice barely audible, "A... God?"

he muttered. "I have been waiting for this day. The Seven aren't what they call you, the ones who will save the day, who will kill my dear brother, Lucifer," he laughed like a lunatic. He was insane. "Ahh, ahh. Destiny, what's the matter? Why are you mute now? You killed my strongest demon, and you think you will go scot-free," he said, throwing Camila and Matthew, causing them to hit their heads and scream in pain. Camila's nose was bleeding.