Summoning America Novels & Stories

“My fellow friends, we must be the last batch of trialists in the Underworld. We have made history since the start of our friendship! I believe this isn’t the end…” “Since we’re fated to meet, I’ll let everyone in on some news! Recently, America, the hometown of Grand Emperor Rowan, has been due for a revival! I believe many have heard of the news. Once I head back, I’ll go to America. Then everyone can group up for a treasure hunt and conquer it!” “Yeah, I’ve heard about it,” another one chimed in. “I was planning to head there, then grab all its treasures, not leaving a single piece for the natives! Those native Americans—they’ve affected the whole universe for their revival! How selfish!

"Come on, child. Blink, breathe. Do something besides kneeling there looking like a statue," Selene said to Jessica. "Forgive me. I'm just stunned," Jessica wobbled to her feet. "Am I dreaming?" “Not at all, you're located in the Godly Plains. We call this area Lunar Peak. Here's where all my children with summoning powers come to speak to me.” "So I have this ability to summon you whenever I like?" “No doubt about it. You're the first summoner I've come across in ages. The last one died a thousand years ago," she declared. "In fact, she was the daughter of Alpha Benedict Thornton, your ancestor."

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Facing West as my coven chants, I say, “Amurru, great wind, which brings devastation to the plains, I summon thee! IM-MAR-TU!” Then I turn to the South, “Sutu! From the desolate lands gallop forth! In the darkness, I shall ride these winds, I summon thee! SU-TU!” Next, I face East, “Sadu, Mountain Wind of the blazing dawn! Send forth the storms of burning rain! I summon thee! IM-KUR-RA!” Finally, I turn to the North, “Istanu, storm winds which split open the land, I summon thee! IM -SI-SA!”

~Nicole~ “So let me get this straight,” Lulu said, flopping face-first on my bed. “She asked if you… summoned something?” “Exactly.” I dragged a hand down my face. “I still don’t know what any of this means.” “Why?” I stared at her. “You? Asking why? Lulu, I’m an Omega. I can’t even summon my fucking wolf…how am I summoning supernatural disasters? Something’s not adding up.” I bit my finger hard.

None of us knows why we’ve been brought here. And none of us is confident enough to ask. “Not that I’m not happy about Raven’s birthday…”. Aito cuts in hesitantly. “But why summon all of us here for this?”. Summon. He actually said ‘summon’. What are we? Peasants? “Well, we summoned you because…”. You can trust Miyamura to continue using that word. Egoistical bastard. “We have work for you”. No. Fuck no. I do not want to get—

The summons echoes across the valley long before dawn. Not a howl—those are too wild, too emotional. This is a call carried by horns and drums, by magic threaded into the air itself. It rolls through the land, heavy and deliberate, vibrating in my bones as I stand on the balcony and watch the last stars fade. The packs are coming. All of them. I feel it through the Alpha bond first—like distant heartbeats syncing one by one. Northern ridges. Eastern forests. The coastal bloodlines. Even the old mountain clans who rarely answer anyone’s call.

My hands shook as I drew the final line of the summoning circle on the old wooden floor of my apartment. Candles flickered around me, casting long shadows on the walls. I was desperate. My sister needed expensive treatment, my job paid nothing, and the bills kept piling up. The ancient book I found in a dusty shop promised power if I called the right entity. I spoke the words in Latin, my voice cracking at first then growing stronger. The air grew thick and hot. A crack like thunder split the room. Smoke filled the circle and a figure stepped out.

At least not yet. “Klaus, I want an updated map with the exact location of each attack,” I ordered. “And double patrols along the coastal perimeter starting tonight.” “Understood,” Klaus replied, leaving the room with his phone already to his ear. Damián remained by the window, watching me with that expression that meant he wanted to say something but was weighing whether I’d take it well. “Spit it out,” I said. “If the demons are being summoned, someone inside the pack is calling them. They didn’t get here on their own.”

Jess chuckled. “Not exactly,” she answered. “She doesn’t exactly live on the same timeframe, or even the same world, as us. The only way to get her is if we summon her. The only way to truly summon her is during the red moon ceremony. I have a book at home that explains how to summon her. I can run home to grab it,” Jess suggested. Jonathan thought about it for a second. “Let me get a hold of Erick and Ronnie first. If Graham heard any of this, he’s now aware of our plan to summon Naomi and might come after you. I don’t want you to be alone right now. I also don’t want Arina to be alone either.”