Summoning The Holy Sword Novels & Stories

We parted and Prince Folen looked and nodded towards his parents and brother and nodded. He then started to chant, I didn't know or understand the words he said but I could feel the power starting to build, as the chanting continued there was a silver line that started to spread between the different tokens. When the line got to my token I felt a strong pull. Prince Folen at this point picked up the knife and in one quick movement he sliced his palm, he continued to chant and passed me the knife. It was now my turn to cut my palm, I helf the blade against my skin and felt a sharp sting as I pulled the blade down.

snapped her hand in front of my face trying to gain my attention. I took a glance at her and immediately narrowed my head. "I was just studying" I replied in a low tone. "What the hell don't you know that this is our place Fuck off" she said in a pissed off tone. Her voice sent shivers to my body. I didn't know what to do and and I was stuck at my place like a statue my voice dried up in my throat and I couldn't speak. I had faced situations like this many times and everytime it ended up in me getting bullied. "What the heck are you waiting for" the girl shouted again getting me scared again. I closed my eyes getting ready for the worst to come when suddenly I heard his voice.... "Calm down

The dark holy sword was coated with spirituality and an outline of a sword could be seen. Three swords— No. Seven swords came out of the void, and they were brimming with eerie spirituality. My body shivered, but I felt nothing. I watch him slowly manifesting his blades. "Be grateful! You are seeing God's grace!” he laughed. Seven swords were pointed at me, he smirked and said. "May God bless you!" As soon as he finished talking, he lowered his greatsword and pointed it towards me. Soon, all the seven swords came towards my direction. Aiming at my heart, neck, arms, and limbs.

Susan chanted and threw a handful of grey powder into the air, “hear my voice. Accept this vessel. Accept this blood.” She walked to a table near the altar and picked up a large sword. The blade was long and heavy, with strange symbols etched along the metal. The red moonlight reflected on it making it glow faintly. My heart...my spirit....lurched. “No,” I whispered. “No, no, no…” Sarah’s grip on my arm tightened. “What is she doing?” “She is blessing it,” Athena said grimly. “She wants the sword to carry the curse. To make the death permanent.”

But it seemed that he was going to have to do it the hard way. “I guess were going to have to do things differently,” he said. Ares grinned widely. “A summons?” He nodded. The other werewolf rubbed his hands together enthusiastically. “Oh, this should be fun.” A summons was an enchantment that tethered a mate to the other. One that made a tattoo appear on their skin, alerting them of the mating bond. It burned until the mate came to find theirs. And if Nora was going to run from him, and lie to him, he’d just make it so that she had to come find him instead.

To Elenor, it felt like cold hands squeezing her chest from the inside. At the very front of the line, a black-eyed man stood with his hand gripping the hilt of a holy sword. His posture was rigid. His smile, cold. Latvan—the Sword of the Grand Temple—stared straight toward the terrace of the house, as if he had known all along where they were hiding. "Saintess, we are here to retrieve you." His voice resonated like a divine decree—not loud, yet seeping straight into the bone. "Repent and return to the embrace of the Lord. Leave that wretched monster before he destroys you further."

Seeing her silent he also tried to understand and started to watch closely. Merek's every bone has melted off his palm now, all we can see is the fire which isn't increasing and not even going down. He started a laugh of insanity and said, 'I am summoning the cold fire, the melted desire of my bones. The sword of the goddess, Fiehra…!' And by saying this a long sharp sword came in his left with his left palm.

"What the- what is this?" Minos yelled. He looked over to Rei, whose hands were now holding on to the handle of the sword hanging on his belt. "Hold it." Cassana snapped. A faint yellow light now emanates from the gem. A floating luminous circle, humming and riddled with runes, was hovering above it. The same identical circle was also wrapped around Rei's right arm. As Cassana pulled the staff lower, the circle around Rei became tighter. "A sorcerer!" Minos, again stating the obvious.

Without hesitation, Aurora grabbed Arielle's hands and dragged her to where Arnold was, Arielle couldn’t resist because she was too weak and her strength had long betrayed her. Arnold attached the crystal to the sword and raised it, the sword started flaming. The wind began to stir and Arnold began to chant By the moon’s light and ancient sword I now summon hidden power Stone and sword, joined by blood, Let fate be fulfilled, let my will be done. Arnold immediately plunged the sacred sword into her chest, and the sharp metal pierced into her heart. He twisted the blade cruelly and her blood pooled on the floor as its metallic scent lingered in the air.