Can't Summon Latenna At Apostate Derelict Novels & Stories

Only the stillness of an open grave. Ellie’s signet ring didn't just glow; it shrieked. A jagged, pulsing crimson light radiated from the stone, casting long, distorted shadows across the grey dust. She reached out with her inner sight, trying to find the golden threads of the Alliance, but what she found made her stumble. The threads weren't just frayed; they were being knotted into intricate, suffocating patterns—the **Legion of Bone** was literally weaving the life force of the sleeping wolves into a shroud.

“She’s awake, but… she doesn’t remember anything. Not even her own name.” Lucan cursed under his breath. Mara lowered her voice. “They’re calling it a psychic break. The staff’s planning to move her off-campus.” “No,” Seraphina said, shaking her head. “They’re burying it. They’re afraid this will spread.” Lucan turned to her. “That’s what it wants. Fear makes it stronger.” Seraphina clenched her jaw. “Then we need to move faster.” They agreed to meet that night, once the academy was asleep, to start the search for the altar. Lucan believed the underground ruins hadn’t been fully mapped—that there were still doors hidden beneath the library, sealed with blood-bond magic only Seraphina could o

No sound. Just dust and memory. The ruins rose like broken teeth against the sun. Black stones, scorched soil, dead trees twisted in grief. I walked alone to the center of it. My boots stirred ash. And there it was, the altar stone. Charred. Cracked. Still humming with old magic. I knelt beside it. My hands shook. Then I drew the dagger close to me. “Aria—” Cato warned. “I have to.” He didn’t stop me.

"We should try to understand their intent first. If we can break their concentration subtly..." Elara interrupted her face a mask of shock. "Look! On the altar!" Laid out on the cold stone was a familiar-looking pendant, one just like hers but weathered by time. The realization was staggering. "They're trying to summon an older version of me," Elara whispered, horror evident in her voice. "An echo from a past timeline." The guardians exchanged anxious glances, the weight of their mission becoming clearer. Whatever the reasons for this summoning, they had to prevent it, or the very fabric of their reality might unravel.

“I remember Veronica telling me about the Waldorf clan researching a ghoul-summoning spell that includes vampire tissues. I wonder if it's connected to what we’re dealing with tonight.” “Alpha Collins, I was told that you tried to contact us. What method of communication did you use? I need you to give me an exact timeline of tonight’s events,” said High Fay Ellya before turning her attention to Coralis. “I also want your timeline of events, Blue Thunder.” Sebastian stood by the circle while Zahir kneeled by the water ring, his hands hovering above it. A few minutes later, Emery, Emma and Carlito ran toward them. Emery was carrying a shoe box with two dozen syringes in it, each filled with t

Agnes whispered under her breath, her heart hammering in her chest. A sudden, blood-red file unlocked at the top of the queue: > **CLASSIFIED RECORD: OPERATION NIGHTFALL** > AUTHORIZATION: ARCHON MALAKOR / GRAND WOLF ASSEMBLY > EXECUTOR: MORRIGAN VANCE (STEP-MOTHER) > ORDER DETAILS: TOTAL INCINERATION / ASSET SEIZURE > Agnes’s breath hitched in her throat. Her eyes scanned the decrypted blueprint attached to the file—a highly complex, ancient Relic schematic stamped with her late mother’s personal crest: **The Apex Relic.**

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

“I might be an abomination, but at least I’m no one’s errand boy.” Gabriel scowls but does not retort. Fallon turns back to me, “How did Apolliana break free? I thought the Siphon necklace would hold.” I shake my head as I snap my fingers and fix everything that was broken before I step to the patio doors and look into the pitch-black night. “The siphon necklace was useless, and now she’s somewhere out there ready to reap havoc on all living beings.” “Do you know where she went?”

Covering the fingers should be enough for this spell. “Khambasa ga saori.” The revelation spell. A green smoke billowed from where the seal was and I watched as it swirled upwards and formed the image of a little girl. Games, games, games. The devil likes to play games. I smirked. There were plenty of devils in this world, but only two came to mind that was this infuriating. This is either Sufians’ doing... or Nailah's. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Sabrina’s not that experienced in infusing magic yet, so it can’t be her.

Eliminate unnecessary energy consumption. He signed the document and placed the file onto a thick stack beside him. At that moment, his secretary, Rosalind Grace, knocked and entered. She set a report on his desk. "Mr. Blackwell, we have finished analyzing the messages we intercepted earlier. Most originated from Cloudcrest Manor 101, in the Luxorim River District. One message, however, came from the phone of the AetherLink Group's CEO, Dorian Lusk. Its address was Cloudcrest Manor 302."