Kristin Powers Novels & Stories

She goes to say something else, but the announcer cuts her off "Ahh, another human. This is Krystal Dunn of Earth. She is nineteen years old. She has brown hair and blue eyes. Her correspondent describes her as lively and outgoing. Please have a seat, Ms. Dunn," he says, and we all look at the door to see Krystal blushing while looking radiant in a pale green princess dress. She finds us rather quickly when she looks across the room and begins to walk toward us like she has been wearing gowns her entire life. When she sits down she gives us all a big smile before whispering, "wow."

“I don’t care. You protect her as if she is the most precious thing on this earth.” “No problem. But let the Wolf King know. I don’t want him killing me for leaving your side,” Kristopher says, smiling. He hasn’t stopped smiling since we got here. “Something isn’t right with Kristopher,” I told Frederick when I returned to the table. “Or maybe someone is right for him.” He says while smiling and sipping his drink. I thought for a moment. “She’s like an empath. Isn’t she? That’s why we could feel it when she was upset.” I placed my hands on my head. The only person I heard of with a power like that was killed before she turned 18. People were scared of what she could do.