All the cliché terrible things not to do in one not-so-epic book.

A guide to creating names for Warriors characters, complete with general rules, prefix and suffix usage and a list of suffixes and their meanings. For more information on the Warriors world, check out my other guides: 'Far From Home' (a guide to Clan creation), 'Follow the Leader' (a guide to Clan life) and 'On My Own' (a guide to writing Warriors fanfiction).

Anakin and Owen are the proud heirs of Skywalker Enterprises, the leading corporation on planet Rodia. When traitors attack their family's corporation, the Skywalkers find themselves in a desperate fight for survival. Their only hope lies with a Jedi Knight, Ben Kenobi, and his hastily assembled force of Republic crack troopers. Outnumbered and outgunned, Ben's forces plan a stealth rescue operation. Yet unbeknownst to Ben, the greatest danger lies in the hearts of the people he trusts. This is the first episode in a new series of Star Wars prequels, replacing the official prequels with a story Star Wars fans deserve. Authors Joseph and Martin Pulido will take you on a cannonball thrill ride to a galaxy far, far away, and leave you begging for more. STAR WARS: HERALD OF FURY reached its thrilling conclusion on August 31st, 2015. Remember to vote and comment!

Dedicated to xXQueenShadowXx Sparrowkit is a runt, and is ignored by his sister, who is his only littermate, and all the other kits... Except one. He befriends this other kit, another runt, who is a moon older. After a hard day of being ignored and tearing up, he promises to protect her, Pollenkit. It also doesn't help that Sparrowkit's life will be filled with grief, terrible, terrible grief. Though Sparrowkit always keeps a brave face on and faces life as if it is perfect after his mother delivers a message that his life will be filled with horrible grief that no cat, not even the StarClan cats, can change. Will Sparrowkit stay positive with all the grief or crack, and beg StarClan to take him away? Amazing cover by warriors_writer24

Welcome to our Name That Kit, run by our admin, Feather. Ranked #1 in Name That Kit. - Art by: CranberrytheCat

(this has been discontinued, thank you to all who roleplayed in this roleplay's heyday. Apologies for the inconvenience) Swift here! I've always wanted to host a roleplay and here it is! There isn't much to explain so have fun! =^•^= ~Swift Cover by the amazing @Youaregreen

Book 1 of the Best-Selling Dystopian Fantasy Series translated in 9 languages and with a TV series in development! And it all started right here on Wattpad! In a world where everyone wears masks, the color you belong to determines your life... And your death. Except for strange creatures called Harlequins... THE RED HARLEQUIN is set in a medieval-style fantasy world, shrouded in superstition, and divided into seven divergent territories. Centuries of conflict forced these territories apart. And this is how they remain. Segregated. For the good of the people... Or so those in charge tell us. There is one rule however, that all nations agree upon. Handed down by the Gods. A rule that, if broken, is punishable by imprisonment, banishment, even death... Everyone must wear a MASK. Not a metaphorical one. A literal mask. Every single day of your life. This mask bears a color. The color of your nation. Your color DEFINES you as a person. It chooses where you call home... who your friends and enemies are... Even who you can love. And then there are those who do not belong to any single color. Outcasts. The ones they call... THE HARLEQUINS. Harlequins are not human. Truth is no-one really knows what they are. Legendary, frightful creatures lurking in the shadows, waiting for their moment to attack... Each nation tells stories of these blood-thirsty demons - who kill for pleasure. Creepy tales told throughout the lands to scare children... "If you misbehave, the Harlequins will find you..." But it isn't just the young who fear these soulless boogeymen. The mere mention of a Harlequin can strike fear into even the most hardened warrior's heart. Just pray you never meet one...