ExoShaneey

Silvermist Evermore never belonged. Born to unloving parents and cast aside, she had long accepted that life would never offer her warmth—until she was chosen as an apprentice at Moonstone Academy, a place where magic breathes and fate is written in the stars.

But her arrival comes with a price. In an act of betrayal and manipulation, Silvermist shatters Frost's staff, the formidable Winter Guardian, unraveling a secret that should have remained buried.

 Now, bound by an ancient rule, she must take its place—not as a mere apprentice, but as something far more dangerous: Frost’s human staff, the living embodiment of his power.

As Silvermist struggles to navigate the treacherous halls of Moonstone, she discovers that Guardians without apprentices are doomed to vanish, and the balance of the four seasons—Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter—hangs by a thread. But the shadows whisper a greater truth: a war looms on the horizon, fueled by the Sandman’s wrath and a hidden enemy who has been pulling the strings all along.

Haunted by cryptic dreams, hunted by those who seek to use her, and betrayed by those she once trusted, Silvermist must uncover the truth behind her own existence before she loses herself to the very storm she was forced to wield.

Can she survive the weight of Winter, or will she be the final snowfall that buries them all?

FROST

Sebastian's scream echoed through the forest as his foot caught on a tree root, launching him forward like a ragdoll.

For one glorious second, he truly believed he was about to eat dirt — face first, dignity last — but in a desperate act of self-preservation, his hand shot out and grabbed the closest thing within reach.

Unfortunately, that thing was Ezekiel's collar.

"What the—Sebastian, you absolute motherf—!"

Both of them went tumbling down the mossy slope like a pair of mismatched meatballs, limbs flailing, curses flying, and dignity officially declared dead on arrival.

They bounced off rocks, got smacked by branches, and somewhere in the middle of the chaos, Sebastian swore something licked his ear. He really hoped it was just a passing leaf.

Gravity, Arrows, and Unholy Cheekbones