About the Book
Title: The Travelers
Author: K.L. Kranes
Genre: YA Fantasy
Dagny lives a dangerous life. Pursued by an unknown enemy, Dagny and her family are always on the run and must use magic to stay hidden and safe. When Dagny meets Marc, everything changes. For the first time, she can imagine a future that doesn’t involve constantly changing her life. Despite the risk, Dagny vows to stop running. But as their enemies start closing in, Dagny wonders if she can ever really live a normal life and if she can actually trust Marc.
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My room was exactly as I left it. My comic books were neatly stacked on a bookshelf in the corner. My laptop was on my desk next to a pile of textbooks. Nothing was touched while I was gone. This was the only place in the house I felt comfortable.
I took the lei off my neck and held it out as I flopped down on my bed. I closed my eyes and my thoughts wandered to Dagny. I thought she’d fade like a sunset. I was wrong. She was like a great album. The kind you obsess over. She was the album all other albums would be compared to and they would not measure up. Her melody would linger in my ears forever.
My eyes felt heavy. The last thing I remembered was the lei slipping out of my hands. I woke with a start. Remnants of a dream hung in the air. Horrible contorted wraith-like faces reached out for me. They were trying to warn me. It was like nothing I’d ever dreamed before.
The red numbers on my alarm clock said 3:23 in the morning. Oddly, this was the exact time I was born.
Trying to shake off the dream, I sat up. I thought, I wish there was some light in here.
The lamp next to my bed flickered.
That was weird. I had to still be dreaming. Maybe if I shut my eyes, I would wake up for real this time.
I lay back on the bed.
No, this was stupid. I was awake. It was just a coincidence. I thought it again to make sure: I wish there was some light in here.
Suddenly, every light snapped to attention. Blinded by the sudden return of so much light, I flung my legs on the floor and wished the brightness was gone. Blackness returned.
I tried it again: Lights on.
Brightness flooded the room.
Jesus, I was like the telekinetic Clapper. Lights off.
It was dark again.
Was this a joke? Maybe I was talking out loud and someone was messing with me. This could just be a coincidence. Maybe my mind was somehow in tune with some sort of power surge.
Light again exploded, illuminating every inch of the room. My pulse raced.
I’m going to lose it now.
K.L. Kranes, author of The Travelers, lives in the Washington, DC metro area with her husband and daughter. She graduated from Virginia Tech with a degree in Communications. K.L. moved to New York City after college and worked in public relations before returning to her true passions of writing and editing. When not working on her next YA novel or blogging, she works as a freelance writer and editor. In her spare time, she enjoys hanging out with her family and trying out new potential hobbies. Her latest endeavors include driving her dog crazy as she learns the guitar and making a fool of herself as a novice swing dancer. For more information on K. L. check out her website www.klkranes.com or www.thetravelersbook.com.