God Of War Summons Novels & Stories

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.

He sat beside me and spoke in worry, anger and sadness mixed voice, “Do you know you would have fallen and died?” After debating for long inside my mind, I had finally decided that I only wanted to go back home! However tempting this handsome Demi-God in front of me might be, but end of the day I wanted to go home and hence I told him the same! “I don’t want to go anywhere! I want to go home! Please!” Hearing his he became angry! I could feel because his hand that was holding mine, squeezed my hand tight and a guttural groan left his mouth! I jumped inside in fear again!

He froze. “Mother,” he whispered. “You need to see this.” Ariadne strode to him with Ianthe behind her. Alessia’s heart hammered. “What is it? Another assassin?” “No,” Eryx said. “Worse.” Alessia stepped closer and her breath left her lungs. Outside, across the solar horizon, three beams of light rose into the sky. One gold. One silver. One dark violet. A heralding and a declaration. The Three Empires had activated the Summoning Pyres.

Below the emblem, scrawled in blood-red ink, was a chilling message: “Meet us at the crescent rock by the next full moon, or face annihilation.” Sylvester read the words aloud, his voice tight with anger. “They’re calling us out,” he said. “But why? They’ve never been this direct before.” Lysandra stepped forward, her expression tense. “Because they want us to play their game,” she said. “The Dominion thrives on manipulation. This isn’t a simple demand—it’s a test of how far we’re willing to go.”

As for Aster, Shelly, Haiden, Zack, Kurt, and Wayne, all six of them breathed heavily as he lifted their chin. They believed the God of War would want to see them the most compared to the others. After all, they were invited by the Lilyrose Strategic Department. They were right. “Aster Ferlini, Shelly Fowler, Haiden Ludgram, Zack Centauri, Kurt Ashford, Wayne Gerome.” The God of War’s voice came from the stage once more. The six of them were flattered, thrilled, and over the moon. After the initial blank reaction, the six of them cheered loudly.

"I have everything ready, these are the conditions for the summoning spell. Once you're gone I'll prepare one for Fala, then one for me. Once we all make it back here we can go to the demon realm and do what we have to. I just hope that the prophecy was right about you being the one to help me." Fenrir looks at the paper Girod had been writing on, and its almost exactly as he described it. It looks like an actual contract, but this one is only for summoning, the contract between the summoner and the one summoned will be verbal. "I have the item that you need to get listed on there as well. That's all you need to worry about when making the contract, the rest of the conditions are up to you

While others who had a strong believe in the ability of the god of war belives that he will return home strongly. "The god of war is back!" A top officer shouted into a microphone at the central field of the military base. At once, every military officer in the base, those that are are sleeping, eating, in the toilet, or doing whatever, immediately left what they were doing at once and began to speed towards the central field.

“Who is Damon?” “The war God, he has been in the borders half his life and only returned for the festivity, second son to King Williams and born of his favorite concubine” I could not believe my luck. I am mate to the God of war which sounded odd. I was made to understand we were headed for the borders and it involved a life of war and fighting. None of that mattered to me, since I have gotten a second chance at life I choose to make the most out of it. The journey was tiring and long, we had to stop a number of times to get fresh food supplies and freshen up. Sarah my handmade, was of great help to me, I am still getting acquainted with her addressing me as “my lady”.

The Northwest Demon instinctively looked at Colby, gritting his teeth; he swallowed a blood-red pill, then held his hands in front of Salem. “Please.” Salem shook his head. “I’ll let you make three moves. If not, you won’t be enough for me to warm up.” The Northwest Demon was instantly infuriated; he was also a prominent figure—a God of War who had been around for a long while. And yet, he was just a nobody in Salem’s eyes. Everyone who became a God of War was clearly extremely hardworking. After swallowing the pill, the Northwest Demon took a step forward. Bam!

He sat down, tucking one leg under himself. “So, why did you summon me?” I shrugged. “No idea. How about a snack?” I pulled the twitching assassin up and threw him inside the pentagram. Argadon nimbly caught the sacrifice, smelled him, grinned, and put him down. “Later. Did he come for you?” “You bet.” “So, whom did you displease?” I snorted. “A funny expression.” “Demons can visit all worlds, if not voluntarily, then through summoning.” “And how often are you summoned?”