Book 2 of The Silver Moon Series, Nemesis is the first book in this series and is by AstrixFoxe, and we are working together on this series. I will update this book as I type it all out. Jack Frost, Ring a bell? How about this, the Spirit of winter. Well, he’s my dad. Can you guess who my mother is? That’s right Luna, as in the Moon Goddess. About a few months ago I wouldn’t have believed in fairy tales or legends but it turns out, I’m one of them. My name is Rosilina Frost, the youngest daughter of Jack Frost and Luna.

"They were elements that were not supposed to mix,but they were. And just like mixing hydrogen peroxide with Sulfuric Acid; Inevitable explosion." *** "This isn't right." I whispered¸ fear seeping into my voice. I felt goose bumps grow on my neck, at his sudden proximity. Control. All I needed was a little self control to stop the feeling growing in my stomach. Soon I was looking straight at him, eye to eye. He leaned in closer, I felt my knees wobble and my breath hitched, he went straight to my ear a cocky smirk making its way onto his face and whispered, "Never said it was." © 2012 All rights reserved

I get to the sidewalk turning into my school. I turn my head looking around. A tall, broad man exits his car. He turns and faced me, he smiles at me and turns back. Time freezes, I don't know why. "(Y/N)!!!" I hear faintly. I snap back into reality. I scream and my wheel hits a gap in the sidewalk and flips me over. I hiss in pain, my jeans rip in the knees. --------------------------------------- I look back at him, 'You're cute but you're a douche,' I think to myself. I look at the board to see his name 'Mr. Fischbach' also sounds familiar.

#1 for a month on the Fantasy-Action Hotlist. Wattys2015 Winner. Fourteen-year-old Luisa is focused on staying under the radar at her rough London school, relieved that the summer holidays are soon to begin. Exploring the ruin of an abbey at night, Luisa falls into the underground land of Cataindar. The catains are a cat-like race, possessing powers and magic that most humans could only dream of. They have been expecting her. As the catain abbot guides Luisa through their world, Luisa finds out that things in Cataindar are not quite as they seem. Old secrets are discovered, new loyalties are forged and a dark truth puts Luisa's life in terrible danger. Cataindar is the first in a planned series involving talking cats, giant rats and an ancient power that will change the world as we know it forever.

Born with a passion for the water and a remarkable talent for swimming, it's no wonder that Rayne Bennett spends more time in the pool than she does on land. But when family secrets become unearthed and lies are uprooted, Rayne realizes that her passion for the water goes farther back than she could have ever imagined. When Rayne finds herself moving back to her quiet birthplace of Shady Cove, things start to unravel even faster. What really happened to her mother, who had (supposedly) been killed thirteen years ago? Why does Rayne feel such an intimate connection with the ocean? The answers, as she will soon find out, come at a cost so great that her life-as well as the lives of those she loves-is in grave danger. Though she doesn't know it, Rayne is the key to unlocking the mysteries that dwell just beneath the ocean's surface. She is the answer to the secrets of the deep. [ adventure #5, fantasy #6 ]

What if you were normal teenager, hanging out, skipping school, talking trash. Facts may be that you are. What if you were a normal teenager that one day you had to survive a zombie apocalypse. Would you survive? Not everyone does, some die along the way. Aaliyah and Terry may only have each other, families gone, friends gone. Everyone betraying them in the end, what more could they do? How could they live when they are only kids…. Maybe all they need is each other... www.wattpad.com/user/wolfwunder @wolfwunder helped! <3

Ever want to know your Warrior cat name? Well, now you can.

SilverPaw followed and crushed the rose in his hand. “Guess we’ll see each other in generations to come, huh?” and with that, they shifted into their wolf forms and ran into the night, leaving the other three. “How will we know who’s a descendant from them?” BrownClaw asked. “They’ll have black or silver coats, or even a mix of both. But the obvious sign is easy,” WhiteSoul began. “They’ll have a silver paw on the left front leg.” They killed them. Every black and silver coated one of them. But none had a silver paw. Except for two, whom were nothing like their descendants. But when something rises from its thousand year slumber, everything they have ever known will be tested to the limit. And it all leads to the answers they've been questioning for so long, but also something else: War. Against the ones they love. And against themselves.