Mistpelt, mother of the spirited and fierce Lilypetal, was a she-cat that was honored in ThunderClan greatly for her loyalty she showed defending them in the BloodClan battle, and for her determination to return to her home after being snatched away from it. However, Mistpelt herself always carried her fair share of burdens, choosing on more than one occasion to keep secrets from her daughter out of shame for her past - a past that indeed leaves her with a heavy heart, but also made her the strong, selfless, and resilient cat that any cat would look up to and remember for moons to come. ***DISCLAIMER*** This book has been SIGNIFICANTLY edited and rewritten since I first released it, so I'm sorry if you look at the comments and you are utterly confused! And also, just to respect Wattpad's guidelines, I will say, that as a Warriors book, there is the mildest of mild violence! *Cover image is by the talented Mothmori!

Ashfur and the Dark Forest are rising, and unfortunately, it is taking its toll... Swiftpaw has now been training in the Place of No Stars for four moons, and has only recently learned of their true motives for him. Will he stand against them and for what is right, or let himself fall into their horrible trap? Lilypetal continues to watch as Ashfur's plans unfold, who is still fixed on his plan for vengeance. Although it has been seasons since she first exposed the speckled-gray tom and sent him into exile... Lilypetal sees that time is only making Ashfur's vindictive heart grow stronger. And even through being pulled deeper into her past and focusing on her loved ones, she will stop at nothing to find a way to rid of Ashfur's wrath for good. Meanwhile, Goldenshine is still immersed in discovering more about one of ThunderClan's newest apprentices, Snowpaw, who according to Jayfeather is Snowflight's reincarnation. This may be clear to Goldenshine, but the reason for her sister's return is still completely unbeknownst to her. DISCLAIMER: Just to respect Wattpad's guidelines, I will say, that as a Warriors book, there is the mildest of mild violence! *Cover image is by the very talented Mothmori

Cry of the River Book 1 The five Warrior Clans are going extinct. Gatherings and Moonpool visits are inacessable, with leaders falling left and right. The lake territories are being wiped out to the brink of extinction by new, large predators that have migrated into their path. Even in Starclan, no cat has hope. That is until Whiteleaf decides to put her faith in a young Riverclan apprentice. In a trial of Starclan's virtues, Crescentpaw has to see if she can find her destiny on her own- and unite what's left of the clans before it's too late. Completed March 2025 The Warrior cats franchise belongs to the Erin Hunter writing team. All centric characters within the novel including names/pelts/genders&eye colors combined are original Warrior cat OC's, please do not copy them without asking first <3 ~Ranking achievements~ 1 in #Warriorcat 2/15/25 1 in #MedicineCat 7/2/24 1 in #Firestar 12/29/24 1 in #Riverclan 2/20/25

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

What if Lily Evans had another sister? What if that sister was a marauder and an animagus? What if she married Remus? And what if she found out Harry was alive when he was in second year and got him from the Dursleys and became a Professor at Hogwarts? *I do not own Harry Potter!* (WARNING: I will not be crossposting this on any other site. If you see this story posted on Quotev PLEASE report them. I've had a lot of problems with people plagiarizing my work.)

Shadowtail was a keen fierce warrior who wanted nothing more then to be happy and live in peace. She is a warrior and kittypet who travels the streets at night and the alleys by day. She has few friends, but then again a lot of cats are terrible so yeah. She loves to hunt squirrels in the tree's and have fun adventures with her 'owner' who is a two-leg.

What if Spottedleaf had survived? With the pressure mounting from ShadowClan, managing ThunderClan and the threat of the ex deputy Tigerclaw, Fireheart needs the guidance of his friend Spottedleaf more than ever. But when their friendship becomes something more serious, they must face a choice. Break their codes or never be together.