Summoner Book Novels & Stories

CELESTE’S POINT OF VIEW The summoning spell is one of the spells I developed and perfected myself and now it’s being used against me, magic concocted by me to use to get whatever I want now being used against me, that’s quite ironic when you think of it, the chaser becomes the chased. Funny… really funny. The only part of all this that I however do not find funny is the fact that Somebody is with my grimore, my handbook which contains all my powerful spells and incantations, that is so not funny because that book can bring havoc to anyone including me.

"They know who did this!" That grabs his attention and his wild black eyes snap to Camille. He looks at her with so much venom, I have to obstruct her from his view. "Then they can help from outside my territory." The Demon's Call - Coming soon! 😊

Black future, large black skull with a glass tabletop, bookshelf’s that looked like coffins, and Blood Red Pentagram in the middle of the room. “Is this what I think it is?” “Well, yeah, the way you’re going to summoning your demon tonight. By the way, here is the book you’re going to need for the ritual.” The book was an old leather book, that I was almost afraid to touch it. As he hands the book to me that I looked through it to see so many odd writings of things that just made no sense to me. Before I knew it that Aaron turns the pages to show me a page with a Pentagram on it with more handwriting.

He informed me, stroking my lap gently. “I have an idea,” I said, smiling with mischief. He shook his head “No, No” He said. I pouted, “You haven't even heard what I want to say” I whined. “If you are implying I let you go back to that mountain then no,” He said with a tone of finality. “I do not have to go back there, I can summon him. He gave me a book on how to summon him.” I said. “Then the case is solved, once Dorathus is appended they all face the consequences,” Damian said.

One volume called to her like a whisper against bone: *The Greater Veil: Finer Threads of Dominion* She pulled it free. The book was heavier than the black tome from her father’s library, its cover bound in something that looked like polished shadow-leather, warm to the touch. She opened it carefully. The first pages spoke of layered commands, of weaving intent so precisely that the dead obeyed without resistance, of turning even the strongest-willed undead into extensions of the caster’s will. Raven’s breath caught. She looked up at Victoria. Victoria read the title over her shoulder, then met Raven’s gaze. She squeezed Raven’s hand once—firm, reassuring—and nodded.

I’m just the man to rope ya in. Last one was the barbarian book. It burst open with a bang, green smoke billowing thick. Garrick stepped through, huge like a tree, no shirt on, just scars crossing his wide chest and flat belly. His arms were thick as my thighs, legs covered in fur boots. A small cloth wrapped around his waist, but it hid nothing—his dick made a big lump there, heavy and ready. His hair was long and tangled, beard full and wild. He let out a low growl, flexing his fists. ‘The summoner woman,’ he boomed, voice deep like thunder. ‘Ye wake the warrior. Now ye get claimed, filled by the tribe.’

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.

ELLA The pages of the spell book glitter and shine as I flip through them like they have never done before. Gently I turn the pages one by one, mumbling the names of the spells as I pass them by. “Summoning Spell… Tracking Spell…” The symbols on the page morph and transform into readable words before my eyes.

I grabbed a boxer and put it on before walking over to her to sit down. "Now. How can I summon the White Diamond?" I asked. "This" She said as a book appeared in her hand. "I found the book in an old library because I read a lot. The spell can only work for a Beast, read it and summon the White Diamond" She added sadly. I know the pain she might be feeling now, because mere thinking I will be losing her soon makes me very sad, but I have to do the needful, to complete the mission I was commissioned into by the Almighty.

One could never know what he may ask for so it really at your own risk when working with him. I received a spell book from him which is said to be powerful enough to undo the magic of any supernatural being. It does not necessarily require a witch to perform these spells as there are alternatives such as rituals which can help the summoner to harness external energy to do what he or she needs to get done. This of course does not come without a price. A little piece of one’s soul is sacrificed as a price for each spell that is performed with success. I shoved the book in my bag, and I left the café. Now to return to the morgue and perform some damage control.