Fire Dungeon Summoners War Novels & Stories

The devil smell that wanted to ruin our kind, the smell that never gave us peace but chaos. I glared intensely at the other side of the river as, finally, three Dark Summoners in their humanoid wolves appeared, and their red eyes glowed through our gritting veins. They were on the other side, but the way the stares were almost like stabbing us in our chest. Their gazes were as dark as their fur. Fenris groaned so loud with all the eagerness and anger in his voice.

It was a book that had to do with Tamers and Summoners, which was why she had picked it up to read. Once she was done, she wouldn’t stop gushing over it, so she recommended it to him. ‘It seems like they can only do this a limited number of times, and they get very exhausted after they reach their limits…’ All so they could help the Otherworlders with their grind. ‘I can see why the Nation wanted to use the Dungeons and not this safer, more controlled way to Level Up.’ Other than the fact that Summoned Monsters were weaker, there were also a few other considerations to keep in mind.

“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 our kind, we always try and go get better and stronger summons, which leads to death at a much earlier age than should be.” “How many can you have at once?” Venya asked. Besides Rex, she seemed to be the only other interested person. Everyone else had begun to eat, Dilo quite loudly at that as she pushed large ham chunks into her mouth, and was unbelievably able to fit bread into the sam

Just like how the vampires know about us and want me dead for it. I suck in a breath and look at Ruth. I’ve been backed into a corner and my only option is to agree with her, though I won’t be able to give her what she wants. I’m not working with the Devil and agreeing won’t summon him. But…I have no other choice. “I’ll summon him,” I say, and all my breath leaves me. I close my eyes in a long blink, trying hard to focus on anything other than the crippling anxiety that’s pulsing through me. “And then it will be up to him.”

“Summit’s priority, but we get Marsh.” Gianna nodded, her eyes fierce, her loyalty undeniable. “Let’s burn them down.” They geared up, the city’s shadows waiting, Dante’s warehouse and summit a dual battlefield. Their bond was deeper, their hands lingering a vow, but Marsh’s capture and Alessio’s call raised the personal stakes, a storm threatening to break their fire before they could end the war.

And spray-painted across the side, bright enough to burn into memory: THE HUNT HAS BEGUN The cameras shook. The van erupted in flames. Impact tremors surged through the safehouse walls. Alarms blared. Sarah’s heart dropped. “They’re declaring war.” Damon pulled her behind him and drew his weapon, firelight reflecting in his eyes like a promise of destruction. “Then we end it.” Outside, the fire roared. Inside, the real battle finally started.

The group of four sat in a diner in town. The only diner in Sunhill that is always open anytime. They had the picture of the dead body in front of them, and the picture of the woman they saw at the gas station. "So what's next?" Fred interrupted the awkward silence between them. They exchanged glances. "Let's start with Nora and Alice," Reggie said. "What about us?" Nora asked. "How about you both quit attacking each other and try to get along?" Reggie said.

She raised her voice just enough so that everyone could hear her. Danny's expression hardened as he raised his head. "Exactly! Ruby already checked, and I trust her! This woman is obviously working with you, so don't think you can fool me." Ruby kept her head down, but I still caught that faint smile on her face. The fireman in charge frowned and sternly asked, "Which of you is telling the truth? You're the person in charge here, so you'd better think it through carefully!" Danny's shoulders slumped immediately while Ruby's eyes darted away, unable to meet the firefighter's gaze.

Betrayed. The flames of war had licked our ankles, and we stood ready—spell-sick, furious, hungry for vengeance—and Aldrian let us burn. Let me burn. The ash still clung to my throat like a secret I couldn’t swallow. The bone runes were cracked. The summoning pits were quiet. Not because we were defeated. Oh no, darling—not that. We were discarded.

For a moment, Allorah's steady chanting faltered as the sound pierced her concentration, but she quickly re-focused herself and continued, raising her voice to match the volume of the roar. Just as she was sure she could not endure it any longer, the sound abruptly ceased and she was left shouting to the still night. She drew slow shuddering breaths, waiting for something to happen. Only silence. Then, suddenly, she realized what she needed to do, and the words came to her from some place deep within. "Warrior, our need is great; I summon thee from beyond the Gate!" And, so saying, she threw all the rest of the herbal mixture into the fire.