WELCOME TO THE SEQUEL OF 50 WAYS TO GET KICKED OUT OF JAYFEATHER'S DEN! THIS IS BOOK TWO OF THE 50 WAYS WARRIOR STYLE!*** Firestar: *rolls eyes* great. Exactly what I wanted. Brambleclaw: GREAT I BET FIRESTAR WILL BE BETTER THAN STUPID OLD JAYFEATHER *picks up waffles* Firestar: *screech* ^^' anyways.. Have fun! ***ALL OF THESE ARE MINE PLEASE DO NOT STEAL

**Requests for predictions are CLOSED** Here are some predictions on what you think is gonna happen in Star Wars IX: The Rise of Skywalker! Please don't comment any spoilers!

It wasn't a coincidence that he recognized her. She wasn't just anyone. It was Rey. His Rey. The girl that he knew since childhood. The girl he loved. The girl whom he thought was dead. The feeling in the pit of his stomach had returned, after all these years. Damn it, he still loved her. But he couldn't. Ben had loved Rey, but Kylo Ren didn't. Ben was dead now, and always would be. ** AWESOME COVER BY JEABOOKS

Rey has been captured by the First Order and is being forced to train alongside Kylo Ren. A man she sees as none other than a murderous monster. Every single day that passes between brings more questions with a desirable need for answers. Rey hatred for Kylo blinds her but what happens when she comes to realize that with her help he could possibly return to his old self? His good self. Will she stand alongside him or manage to escape from Starkiller base? Might love blossom?

Every story has its own beginning. This one started long ago in Luke's Jedi academy. That was a place full of hope, happiness, and most of all friendship. But sometimes that is not enough. Life has its own way of making things happen, and in the battle of light and dark two souls will find each other. Will love concur it all? Will people and disasters be forgiven? And most importantly, can mistakes be fixed even if they are cut too deep in someone's heart? "Sometimes,we have to trust the stars, they will show us the way..." P.S Contains TFA spoilers. (a lot). The book has a sequel called: "In battle with time"

"Who are you?" The elderly woman asked standing beyond Rey's reach. "I'm Rey." She replied with dignity. The wrinkles on the woman's face contorted, "Rey who?" • My post tros fix-it