Summon Me Novels & Stories

Said Summoned one " I do remember, I was trained by you. You don't think I was seated looking at you without analyzing what kind of powers you have. There is only one summoned one. You killed the shape-shifting vondor that can make a clone so as you can clone your body from the water. This gives you the edge to control four clones scattered in different cities at the same time but I also know the way to find the real summoned one. If I can touch the transmitting receiver in a clone body. I can use magic to tell exactly where you are and that's how I found you the real summoned one. Now give me back the gem"

I even find it more hard to believe that you were taught summoning by Lord Drago himself and now you're having Lord Inveja teach you? Ban: Well i wouldn't call myself lucky but I guess that's just things are meant to be. We were casually talking and chatting when suddenly a voice was heard calling to me through telepathy. (BAN! Do you hear me?! It’s me, Melinda, sorry to call you so suddenly but I have some urgent news. Something has happened to your family!)

A red light flickered once on the transmitter. A split second later, an encrypted reply flashed across the screen of my miniature receiver. "Ten minutes. Clear the zone." The message was brief, yet it carried the chill of imminent bloodshed. Ten minutes. I just had to hold on for ten more minutes. If I could just keep my daughter, Mia Volpe, alive for those last ten minutes, Papa's private medical team would arrive, and we could finally escape this living hell.

I froze. My lips parted, but I didn’t answer. “Do you still want revenge on Aria?” My heart clenched. She stepped forward until she stood right before me. “The pull you feel now is not just magic, it’s fate reaching for your soul. You are being summoned. But what you do when you arrive… will change everything.” I looked up at her, eyes full of questions. “What am I supposed to do?” The Moon Goddess didn’t answer. Instead, she raised her hand toward the cell door.

The feed has barely gone dark when the message arrives, clean and formal and unmistakably deliberate, and I know before I open it that this is not a request, because institutions do not ask after they lose control, they reclaim. Sally sees it at the same time I do, her tablet chiming softly as she exhales through her nose and lifts her eyes to mine. “They’re summoning you.” “Of course they are,” I reply, and I set my own tablet down slowly, because the temptation to move too fast feels like a trap of its own.

It was a code that they had just talked about as they were packing up their clothes. In hypothetical situations, like they were kidnapped, because hey, it happens, they were going to know how to communicate with one another. Three taps means 'run'. Two taps means 'call the police'. One tap is 'okay', to show that you understand. Abby feels the tap on her wrist to signify that her mother understood the message. Abby is about to tap back twice when suddenly the front door slams closed, scaring both women. “Just where do you think you are going to live? How are you going to support yourself?” He asks her mockingly.

This must have been my lucky day! I was about to kiss her when I had a compelling feeling. I am being summoned and there's no way of resisting it. "Fuck, why is this happening to me?" I irritably said. "Is there something wrong?" Aria confusedly asked me. "I am being summoned," I said in a shaking voice. I tried so hard to resist it, but I can't. "Summoned by whom?" she worriedly asked me and started to panic. "I don't know," I quickly replied.

My forehead wrinkled as I read the name of the sender and then my frown deepened when I started reading the text message. Shaking me, Adeline asked, "What is it? Is everything okay?" I looked up from my screen and told her with a confused expression, "Received a message from the Supernatural Council." She jumped up on the bed, "What? What does it say?" Looking into her eyes, I stated a bit confusingly, "I am summoned tomorrow morning."

The torches reignited with a sudden whoosh, their flames roaring to life as if bowing to his fury. I swallowed hard, my resolve solidifying. “My lord, I did not summon you lightly. I have a plan, a vision, for your greatness.” His eyes narrowed, the molten depths flaring brighter. “Speak,” he commanded, his tone sharp and unyielding. I stepped closer, the edges of the summoning circle glowing faintly beneath my feet. “The earth is fractured, ruled by mortals unworthy of their dominion. But with your power, and my witchcraft, we can change that. Together, we can reshape this world.”

“Good luck with that.” “Oh, I have my ways.” Her smile turned mischievous. “He never could resist me when I really put my mind to it.” I was about to respond when I felt it—a pull that meant someone was summoning me. The particular frequency of it told me exactly who. Father.