Summoning Novels & Stories

The quiet is still a liar. But we've learned to lie back. The scars began to sing. Rhydian's new latticework of silver threads hummed at night, a sound like wind through dead leaves. At first, we thought it a remnant of the ritual-the Dusk Mother's trapped essence murmuring in its prison. But when the wolves started sleepwalking, drawn to the grove to carve Rhydian's scars into the earth with their claws, Isolde's voice shook for the first time in decades. "It's a **summons**. And whatever's calling doesn't live in the Veil."

“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.”

Later, I vanished instantly before his eyes. Elowen raised the Soul-Guiding Lantern and walk toward Kael’s soul standing in the pool of blood, "Kael, follow me into the Underworld for reincarnation." Elowen lifted his finger lightly, surrounding Kael’s soul with a beam of ethereal glow. Kael seemed to want to say something, his soul trembling in silence, but no sound came out. Elowen turned and led the way, and Kael’s soul was forced to follow into the void.

But now it felt as though I had only opened the door without earning the right to walk through it. I took a slow breath, forcing myself to calm down. Complaining wouldn't solve anything. If there was an answer, there was only one place I could get it. I raised my head. "System... why can't I summon my sword?" {Summoning failed. The Soul Bond has destabilized your spiritual authority. Your soul is currently weaker than the spirit dwelling within your weapon, rendering you unworthy of commanding its appearance. Strengthen your soul before attempting another summoning.}

He reached into his coat and pulled out a pendant—a teardrop of clear crystal with a tiny, pulsing sliver of silver wolf magic at its heart. “This will resist Black Wolf energy. It will shield the mark.” He closed his fist around it, his knuckles whitening. A visible wisp of silvery light, like condensed moonlight, seeped from his skin and flowed into the crystal. His wolf soul. A fragment of his essence. The crystal brightened, then glowed steadily. He fastened the chain around my neck. It felt warm. “If this crystal lights up three times in succession,” he instructed, his voice gravelly, “it means I am summoning you. No matter where you are, you come. Immedi

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

Summmoneeer. Summoned one held Betty's neck and he began to suck out Betty's life force and Summoned one instantly began to look younger. "I will suck out the magic of the commanding Vondor to live younger" Summoned one laughs while large quantities of magic in form of green wind flow through his veins into his body.

Gator lunged across the room for the Heart of Magic. Nya knew how the power worked, though. She’d been the last to touch the stone, so she knew it was under her command. She held out her hand and called for the gem. It immediately flew to her hand, just as Gator flung himself across the table, his fingertips barely missing the ruby red rock. “You’re stone, Gator!” Nya commanded, and a second later, a transformation began in the warrior.

Val and Damona gasped and were completely stunned. “Maybe your chant isn't strong enough. I can try to summon Kyrios.” Demonise uttered and walked towards Sabrina, then reached for the staff. My sisters looked at Demonise with a hopeful expression. Demonise chants a summoning spell. “Hear me out. Let my voice be heard in the deep abyss of darkness and hear my request. I shall command the spirit of the dragon devourer, Kyrios, to hear my plea and come to me. I summoned you!” After my sister chanted, the staff remained motionless. That time, my sisters broke into tears. Everyone was at a loss for words, except me because I’m everyone’s ray of hope.

I then take out my phone to dial someone to come pick me up but the boy thought of everything because as I make my way out of my house, there's an all black SUV limo waiting for me outside. "Ms Mia. My name is Andrew and I'll be escorting you tonight." A man dressed in an all black suit says to me and I let him take my hand to lead me to the back side of the long car. We struggle a bit to fit the dress through the tiny door but soon enough we succeed and we're on our way to grandma's house. I went all out for the ball. For grandma of course. I hired big companies to make sure that everything is of grandma's hard to reach standard.