Conjured Novels & Stories

Had his quest been in vain? But then, amidst the chaos, Conard felt a familiar sensation, a connection to the very essence of water. He focused his mind, drawing upon the boundless power of the ocean that flowed through his veins. With a mighty surge of his trident, Conard commanded the wave to release him, and to his astonishment, it obeyed. Emerging from the sea, Conard found himself once again on the shore, but the landscape had transformed. The perpetual twilight had lifted, replaced by a brilliant blue sky. The howling winds had ceased, and an eerie silence now hung in the air.

Nique could only say. Nique clapped her hands once and a whirlwind of dust erupted from the ground. The warrior and the conjurer covered their faces, struggling to breathe amidst the cloud of dirt. Then, Danthon the conjurer held his hand towards the dark skies and screamed to the top of his lungs. The whirlwind died but the portal was gone as well. Just as she thought, conjurers can’t handle two kinds of magic at the same time. “Damn you,” the warrior hissed.

However, anyone who understood a forbidden technique would realize Valdis's purpose upon hearing all these items — conjuration! Conjuration was a type of the Way of the Ghosts. All beings must have souls, which would gradually dissipate after the body of the living being died. To a certain extent, conjuration was to forcibly call out the ghosts that should not exist in the world. Such a thing that affected the balance of the world was naturally not allowed. Moreover, it was also an offense to the deceased.

"I'm not trying to rain down on your parade either." "Then cut to the chase!" She was surprised to hear her voice again. "You need to do something about your temper and that terrible memory too." "It seems like you know everything because even though you're conceited, you're still a god. In my defense, can you blame me?" He chuckles again but in a condescending tone this time. "Fair enough, then why don't we have a wager?"

“Per vim venti audiant dolorem meum auferant incantrmentum in corpus suvum, et volert in tenebrus noctem.” ( By the power of wind hear my agoy take away the spell into her body and let them fly into the darkness night.) A thick dark smoke comes out from the mouth of Allegra, disappeared into the air. Allegra is awake, grasping in air to breathe. Her pale skin backs to normal and the green shrub on her arms and leg slowly subside. She opens her eyes wide and looks around. She saw her sister Salina and the two Supremes of Atenowa and her mother Cordelia just staring at her.

“Yes, we don’t need to storm the place. He’ll know and take off. And do course come back.” “One.” She repeated to herself. It didn’t sound like the best idea, though it was better than everything she had come up with. Now, it was a matter of how he would pull it off. “Okay, I have a contact. It’s a detective. She was pretty obsessed with the whole Robert Johnson thing. She’s very discreet. I think she could be good for this.” “A contact?” “Yes. Veronica Hade.” He swayed his head. “Even better. I’ll make the call, provided you at least. . . stop looking like that.”

Kelania snarled. She began to chant again, the rest of the coven following suit. I steadied myself with a deep breath, planting my feet firmly in the newly formed mud. Closing my eyes, I began to concentrate on the tugging sensation I felt as their chanting continued. I imagined a cord between us as the source of the pull and began to pull back. The chanting stopped suddenly causing my eyes to snap open. They couldn’t see it, but a golden light flowed from them, moving up the path where the cord in my mind had traveled.

I walked quickly in and took the elevator to get to the floor where our condo was. I felt nervous as I put the passcode on our door. I did not immediately open it even though its password was clicked. What if someone else is with him? What if they are already together? What if I just force myself on it? I was scared of what I was thinking so I withdrew my hand. I remained standing outside his unit for a while and I was surprised it opened on its own. Andrei appeared in front of me. Her eyes widened and I could smell the liquor on his body. His eyes widened for a moment in shock but that was also replaced by sadness.

I asked in return. "Anyway joor, just give me the full gist abeg." "Okay. The most important thing you need to know is that I didn't get the contract." "Why na? I thought you said you had everything under control? What happened then?" "A devil and his assistant happened." "All this half half gist, I don't like it oo, just tell me all that happened." How do you tell your kid sister who sees you as a demigod that you were outsmarted by another being.

I didn’t know what to think and I realized Jack was still on the line. “So you’ll check in?” he asked me. “Jericho?” “Fine, I’m checking in now,” I said. “Are you coming to the barbecue tomorrow?” he asked me. “I’ll let you know,” I said and ended the call. I was sure what I had just seen was real, but it felt like a hallucination. How did she do that? I turned back to watch her as she started washing the dishes. I couldn’t sleep that night. I was sure I was seeing things. Charlotte couldn’t have possibly made that glass freeze in mid-air. Something was happening to me but I didn’t know what and I hated not knowing anything, almost as much as I hated knowing everything.