Kristen Chronicles Novels & Stories

Picking herself up, Jess growled, “Nothing chief maid Kristen. I was just telling her that Prince Gareth requested for her.” “Right, so why are did you face plant into my utensils?” Kristen asked, her eyes empty and hollow. “I tripped.” Jess replied in a saccharine sweet tone. “sorry. I will clean up now.” “Stephanie, please come with me.” Kristen tilted her chin at her and she nodded. Together, they stepped out into the hall and walked silently side by side until they reached the chambers leading to the prince’s room. “Kristen, I…I am sorry about your…about everything.” Stephanie mumbled a feeling of chill sweeping over her at the remembrance of the death of her child.

She had been sure that they had made the right decision when they left the island, but two weeks later she wasn’t so sure anymore. Kristen had always known what she wanted from a very young age. She knew right from when she was ten years old that she wanted to work in the business world. She then proceeded to spend her entire life working towards it. Kristen knew sooner or later she would get married, but on setting an eye on Adrian Tremont, she knew he was not the man for her. She wanted a gentleman that would adore her to bits, not an arrogant bastard that didn’t know how to keep his temper. It was clear to her that she didn’t want to marry him. For the first time in her life, she was torn

"I kept on failing classes and I was worried. That was when we met Kira. She was an exchange student from the Northern province of the Fae district. She was really gifted in her magic I started to envy her. Soon after I and the never do'wells, your sister included gathered the courage to talk to her. She—told us her secret. She was a servant to Kroni. We all refused at first but after the exams, we knew we had to the risk. We gave her freedom to him for power." This was getting somewhere but I still did not know how Kristy got trapped in the underworld. "So how did Kristy get involved with Kroni himself?" "I'll get to that." Elle declared. "After the second semester, Kira returned to the Nor

Kristen didn't bother knocking as he unhurriedly barged into the office, startling the life out of the innocent doctor and a nurse whom he'd been making out with. “ Holy-” the doctor immediately stood up and now respectfully when he saw who that was but Kristen simply ignored him and the nurse rushed out of the office immediately leaving them all alone. “ Welcome, Lord Kristen.. are you here for treatment or counseling?” He asked but Kristen simply kept his eyes on the name plate in front of him and began trailing his fingers around it. “ I keep getting glimpses of events I don't remember doing.. I keep seeing people I don't remember meeting.” Kristen Nonchalantly spoke and the doctor nodded

That’s when she figured that Isabella wasn’t from here. “You must be from another time period.“ “What do you mean?” “The thing you messed with wasn’t an hourglass. It was a witching glass.” “A witching what?” “The thing you called an hourglass. I read about it in my mothers’ books. It's an hourglass that’s been enchanted to control time. This item allows a person to travel between the past, the present, and the future.” “So, am I in the past?” “Yes.” “What year is it?”

Holiday. Kristen doesn't care that she has her dates wrong. Mrs. Holiday should only be three or so months pregnant, but now she's going to be giving birth next month. The world warps around Kristen. For now, she's thinking of new stories to pen. She curls up wandering what sort of story she could write about the preacher's daughter. She can become a whore like her mother. A p**n star whore, maybe?

She knew that she could sneak out then. “All nurses’ report to the conference room” was heard in the hall, so this was her breakthrough moment. She snuck out of her room, down the hall and surprisingly out the doors. She started to run as fast as she could and soon ended up in the woods. No one would find her now since she had left her phone there and took anything they could get a scent on her with. Before she realized it she was at the edge of a cliff. She couldn't go back to where she came from, but now what was she going to do. Part of her wanted to just get all this over with and jump, but she already loved the baby inside her and knew that was not an option. So overwhelmed by stress sh

The woman looked at Kristen, “I need you to lift your shirt.” “I need a different tech, please,” Kristen said evenly. “Excuse me?” the woman asked. “I would like a different tech in here, please,” Kristen repeated. “I am the only one on today.” The woman said. “Then I would like to reschedule,” Kristen said. “I would also like to see the doctor for a moment.” The door was cracked open, and though Kristen had not raised her voice, there was a knock on the door, and then her doctor walked in. “Is there a problem in here?”

Into her hair. "In an hour," she said. The pause was shorter than she'd expected. "An hour," he agreed. The afternoon light moved across the room and the city ran its business outside the high windows and on the table the Covenant texts waited with Aldric Voss's name circled in the Widow's careful hand. Eirwen lay against Dom's chest and felt the fire in her change quality for the first time since she could remember. Still burning. But finally, finally, burning toward something.

She rocks slowly back and forth whilst working on her crochet. "Two heirs there will be. One of light and one of dark. One to tear the world asunder and the other to bring the pieces back together. The seeker must seek but be aware that all is not as it seems." her voice cries out, the ring of truth echoing through it.