The Moon told Jack Frost his name, but there was a lot the Moon didn't say. Jack might have felt like it was always him against the world, but the Moon never left him completely alone. The Wind finds herself faced with more than she bargained for when the Moon suddenly decides her years of self-imposed exile are over.

Dear Yoo Han, ... It was me or you, Yoo Han. And you're much better off without me, but I would die without you. A Color Rush fanfic. I didn't know what category to put this in. Also, I may have issues with this show but at least it made me write this.

Strange things were happening at Hogwarts and Jane was seventy-percent certain it was all that Potter boy's fault, and sure that it was at least thirty-percent the fault of that annoying first-year that wouldn't leave her alone. She just didn't have any solid proof. Yet.