Summoning America Novels & Stories

In a matter of minutes, while the behemoth was wailing on the ground, the huge pentagram floated above Diana. At this moment, Diana, who used the summoning spell for the first time, did not know what she summoned. All she knew was that she did her best to call for a supernatural beast that could fight and win against the behemoth. Diana did not have to wait long to answer her question. With her heart in her throat, Diana heard a bird’s screech. “You? Are you the one who summoned me from my deep slumber?” A deep voice, which Diana could only hear as a caster of the summoning spell, reverberated in Diana’s mind.

"I knew you could do it." The beast stared at me from across the room, an expectant gaze that chilled the fiery burn in my veins. I was a Summoner, I had control over the beast now, but I knew that every time I called it forth from the depths of whatever prison my pendent held, I would remember the girl I failed to save.

I knew I needed to summon her and tell her of my fears. I decided to summon her in Buchum's game forest. Mai'Aljannu was the only one who knew how to invoke the deity in a contained space, and I wondered how he did it. Other than him, it was never safe to summon her behind closed doors or close to where people were because she was unpredictable and could not be contained when unleashed. Summoning her took a while, but she finally came. This time she came in the form of a snake. "What is it now?" she hissed.

she hissed at him. "You need to relax your mind and follow my instructions." "Really? I'm already relaxed, but are you sure? You know what we are doing? I'm not going to be summoning scary creatures here, right?" "Of course not; this mansion is protected, and so are the surrounding areas. So, shall we start?” “Whatever!” “Good, clear your mind of any worries and..." "Can I summon Channing Tatum? After all, he came from planet Earth, so my earthly power will..."

“Kieran, you? Weak? That’s the last word anyone would use for you.” I gave a dry laugh. “You’d be surprised. The so-called Demon Lord, scared of facing his own power.” I sat up, pulling the sheets around my waist. “But that ends now.” She pushed herself up too, wrapping the blanket around her shoulders. “What are you planning to do?” “I’m going to summon them.” “Summon what?” “My beasts,” I said simply. “All three.” Her eyes widened. “Ive not really made use of their powers, I was warned not to except it's absolutely needed. But if I’m going to win this war, I need them back.”

“Don’t say that. You’re stronger than this war. Stronger than Ama, or the witches, or any curse that dares touch you.” She searched my face for something—reassurance, maybe. Or conviction. I gave her both. “I won’t lose you,” I said. “Not now. Not ever.” She nodded slowly, but her expression didn’t soften. “Then you need to know what I’m about to do. I’m going to summon them, Nathaniel. The witches. I need to speak to the one who carries the blood of Inadu.” My heart dropped. “Riya, no. That’s dark summoning. If you open that door, you don’t know what might come through.”

“You think I wanted this bond? You think I wanted to feel you every time you bleed inside?” Silence fell again. But there was no time to dwell. Another explosion rocked the compound. Kane turned sharply, nostrils flaring. “Whatever’s out there, it’s not just an attack. It’s a summoning.” The words sent a jolt down my spine. “A summoning?” He nodded grimly. “Someone opened a gate.” “To where?” “The other side.” Before I could question him, a loud crack split the air, and a blood-curdling growl tore through the compound walls.

Jeffrey was displeased, "You’ve got the room. What?" Joanna replied in a sad tone, "It's a video conference from the branch over in the Utedes. You have to personally attend, Mr. Chaney." Jeffrey glanced at me in his arms and helplessly put me down. My body stiffened, and I couldn't speak. "You go to my room and wait for me." Jeffrey said and walked towards Joanna. The two of them entered the room and closed the door. The bright light disappeared. I felt relieved, but the cold sweat had long soaked through my clothes.

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

“But what about you? You can’t…” “Go!” I commanded, the word barely a whisper. Alone now, I dragged my bloodied hand across the ground, tracing ancient runes in the blood beneath me. The Lunar Flame, old as the moon itself, forbidden by every realm, stirred in my veins. I had studied the scrolls in secret, knowing one day it might demand this sacrifice. “By blood and will,” I intoned, my voice gaining strength from the power uncoiling inside me, “I summon thee, Lunar Flame. Purge the darkness. Burn away the shadow that devours us all.”