Treasures of Mass Destruction
We’re going to come back to that because that is not a common ability. Anyway, I can find things. Not just anything. Important things. Powerful things capable of mass destruction. Like this.
Read MoreWe’re going to come back to that because that is not a common ability. Anyway, I can find things. Not just anything. Important things. Powerful things capable of mass destruction. Like this.
Read MoreShe gasped and clawed at the grass as the ground started to close up, trapping her. She called for her power, to force air down around herself, to push the dirt back. But the dirt kept coming, trapping her. She screamed with a terror she had never felt before as panic gripped her heart.
Read MoreWith her eyes still closed, Krista superheated the air under Sandy’s butt. She yelped and struggled with the door, trying to jump out. Krista smirked and opened her eyes. She took a deep breath and reached for her power. The air shimmered, and everything took on a brighter hue.
Read MoreHad it been the right choice to bring Sandy home with her? She wasn’t sure. Nothing had happened during the night, but she was still on edge. It was almost noon, and the room was still quiet. If Sandy didn’t come out soon, she’d…well, she didn’t know what she’d do, but she was tired of waiting. Okay, so she didn’t know what she was waiting for either.
Read MoreShe took a deep breath, then another, then counted to ten in her head before she could speak calmly. “Fine. You’re not a child. Let’s start over. My name is Krista. A ghost practically dragged me out of bed and sent me to help you. So here I am.”
Read More“You wake me up and yell at me, force me out of bed, and then give me the silent treatment? That’s just great. And typical. I knew it was too good to be true. Why can’t you spirits ever rest?” Krista muttered to herself as she walked, ignoring the apparition following behind her.
Read More“Someone placed a blocking spell on you when you were very young. Without knowing more about it, I cannot simply remove it. So, instead, I cracked it. Think of it like an egg. You’re surrounded by a shell that never should have been there, but it’s been with you your whole life. You’ve grown into it when you should have grown out of it.
Read MoreWhile she sat and read everything she could find, the air swirled softly around her, almost a caress. It relaxed her and excited her all at once. Setting her laptop next to her on the couch, Krista stood, holding her arms out to her sides. The air moved faster, circling and spinning over her skin, but leaving the room undisturbed.
Read More“Hey, girly. Go ahead and cut the cards. Let Zenda read for you,” the woman instructed.
Krista eyed her warily, shaking her head. “That’s okay. I’m just here looking.”
Zenda sucked air in through her teeth. “Girl, you ain’t never gonna learn nothin’ just looking.” She pushed the stack of cards closer to the edge.