Summoner Books Novels & Stories

"That’s not ours." I followed them outside. The horizon burned faintly gold with the first light of dawn—but above it, clouds were forming, swirling unnaturally, pulling toward a single point in the distance. The air vibrated, low and rhythmic, like the earth itself was chanting. "The Summoning," Julian whispered. "What?" He turned to me, his expression grim. "Old stories. Before the first packs, before the Moon’s Blessing. When an Alpha carried too much power, the world itself called it back through a ritual—the Summoning. It was meant to restore balance."

Other than the weird thrill she gets when draining people, stealing is one of the things she enjoys most and this ring is something she's itching to get her hand on. “It is called the Summoner and it's wielded by the Three Alphas of Requiem Pack. I want you to bring it to me.” The moment Aileen heard that her heart stopped. All the tiredness and throbbing pain she was feeling from a week of torture seems to vanish as she stared up at him in shock. “T-the Requiem Pack?” did she hear correctly?

The chanting, the exaggerated theatrics—watching them felt like something straight out of a cheesy wizard tale. She opened her eyes wide, her face emotionless, and flung the limb into the air. A glowing magical circle burst into existence overhead, devouring the limb. Another circle appeared at the ground where, in a flash of orange energy, teacher Blanch reappeared—whole and intact. Only now, a strange mark marred her skin. It was a single eye, etched into her left arm, resembling an Illuminati symbol but slightly altered. It signified true flesh—the part used to summon her. Summoners could only summon living beings by using a piece of their body, provided it wasn’t hair or bodily fluids. T

The lengths that we would go for each other had been set in stone. I was sure now, that regardless of anything that could or would happen in the future, I would always have her by my side. The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe)

If we give the enemies a chance to recover from the last battle, it will be harder to secure a victory. -"Theo, did you find what Leo's Beta took from the library?" Who better than him to tell me what kind of book was missing from the library. My father takes his seat, and Theo stands. -"Yes, Alpha King Matthew. He took the Book of Hades. This book is extremely perilous. The ancient spells written in its pages can cause a calamity, especially if they attempt to summon a hellhound within a werewolf body." Mutter erupts in the room after the many surprised gasps.

Hope spends the next two hours in the library with Connor, surrounded by ancient texts that smell like decay and forgotten knowledge. "Listen to this," Connor says, reading from a leather-bound grimoire. "The Devourer of Worlds—entity classification: Elder Hunger. Requires thirty blood sacrifices arranged in a pentagram formation. Upon summoning, consumes all life within a hundred-mile radius before returning to its realm." "Cheerful. What else?"

Looked at me as if seeing me for the first time. “Read this paragraph for me,” he requested, pointing to a section of the text. I looked at the symbols. The words formed effortlessly in my mind. “‘Portals are not opened; they are awakened. The blood of the summoner is the key, but the will of the one who crosses is the door. No demon serves without chains, and no chain endures without a true name. Whoever knows the name will control the beast. Whoever controls the beast will command the threshold between worlds.’”

I was running out of time and I was beginning to grow frustrated. "When you are forced to pick between two evils, you pick NEITHER of them and choose a third option instead". Aria was so carefree the way she said it, as she hovered close to a bookshelf. "A third option, what do you mean?" I inquired. I could see Aria pull out a book from the shelf and place it gently on the table. It was very heavy, considering how little she was but she managed by herself. "What book is this?" "It is the codex of 'GAIASANIA AND GAIAMANIA' - a compilation of the Annual records of the 14 werewolf kingdoms". Aria disclosed to me, as she magically flicked the pages of the book.

" He shouted at him. Damon became angry and a sudden earthquake hit the ground. " Dad, mom hold on!" Adoneram called them while all of them are holding each other's hands together. All of them keep screaming as Damon used his power to defeat Thamer. Stark heard the commotion inside Reid's house so he can check his daughter inside. He made a peek and his eyes widened as he saw a black moving smoke with red eyes flying in the air. He howls to called for his packs to come over and save them.

Nothing touched him. So I turned to the last page anyone sane would turn to. An old grimoire I bought from a private antiquarian auction. Black leather, edges crumbling, text in a mix of faded Latin and older runes no one could fully translate anymore. The listing called it “a curiosity.” The previous owner had died alone in a locked attic; the estate sold everything fast. Inside was a single clean ritual titled *Vocatio Ultionis*. The summoning of a collector. A demon who traded in vengeance and collected souls. Payment was not optional. Payment was flesh first, soul later.