Discord Fluttershy Novels & Stories

Crystal chandeliers overhead trembled with the echo, and the guests, dressed in their finest silks and satins, turned to witness the unfolding drama. "Y-You, you dare slap me, you brat?" Florynn's voice rose to a shrill pitch, her anger unmistakable. The red imprint of Nyla's hand stood out vividly on her cheek, a testament to the force behind the slap. Nyla, unfazed by the uproar, flicked her palm in the air as if to shake off the residual sting. Her eyes were dull and expressionless, but for a fleeting moment, they darkened with intensity. A smirk briefly graced her lips, hinting at a satisfaction that was gone as quickly as it appeared.

Lexi reached over and stuck a flower in her honey blonde hair. People milled all around the park. Flyers around them read: "Swift, a Representative with a human heart." She smiled when she saw him. He was striding across the grass towards her. His steel-blue eyes sparkled in the pseudo-sunlight. She couldn't help but smile. Everything was going right for once in her life. She was finally in control. She was finally free.

I said cutting the tension in the room. “I’m Snowdrop, but you can call me Snow for short. " She said in another whisper, placing her head back down to her bag. I guess she is more of a shy girl. “I’m Lavender nice to meet you Snow.” I said in a confident manner walking up to the other side of the bed for a shake shocked at my approach she shook back with a slight smile. As the time past unpacking we both had small talk, about our favorite book, plants, she was a Winter fairy hint's her name, more specifically a hunting frost fairy she showed me a couple of snow tricks like ice balls and snowflakes.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Josh howls, slapping her hand away. “I do not!” “You really do, baby.” I laugh, and she turns her glare to me. “Come to think of it. Aimee is bubbles with her blonde hair and blue eyes. Jo is Blossom with her brown hair and brown eyes, and you, my love, are Buttercup. You three are the power puff girls!” “Yes! Oh my god, it makes perfect sense. Sugar, spice, and everything nice.” Shayla leans over and hits Josh, who cackles.

He could feel the thinning of the barrier and he walked impatiently towards it, waiting for a chance to enter the human world. A thick fog covered the forest as the barrier gave way to the spirits awaiting entry. Flint made his way home. The spirit had come to see her every Samhain since his death. He found peace in knowing she was okay, and he loved watching her. To him she was beyond lovely. Her long flame-colored hair felt like silk and her face was a delicate oval with the slightest dusting of freckles. Her body was soft and curvy. He missed having her in his arms and watching her gave him such pleasure.

The room's temperature changes, and Luca lets out another snicker. That prick seems to be enjoying everyone's misery. The blonde woman gives me a look— a look of amusement. “Was that supposed to be a comeback? Because I am not offended by it. I am Sloth. And I acknowlegde that, unlike most people." She gives Sin the stink eye. "And this is Desire.” She points to the bird in her hands with admiration. “She helps do all the things I am too lazy to, like for instance, pulling you into the Land of Avsky.”

Daisha answered and immediately shifted into her wolf form. "Stella, stop!" Flora warned her best friend, but Stella didn't listen to her. Stella also shifted into her wolf form. The angst between them started when Daisha attacked her sister. Flora didn't know what she should do, "I need to call someone!" She told herself and got her phone. Tyros immediately answered Flora's call and stopped what he was doing. "Hey, how are— "I need your help!" Flora cut what he was saying.

Her eyes were now riveted to the floor and I could feel anxiety crashing off her in waves. “It’s okay to call me Silk. That’s actually the name of my sprite spirit. So it’s still part of me.” I offered her a kind smile, “What are you curious about?” “I just. Why me? I’ve never been anyone or anything of note, nothing particularly special. I’m just a fairy that went to school with you.” Her face was super serious and I could barely keep my giggles to myself.

“This is my dear friend, Tanya. Yes, she is a singer and songwriter. She’s very talented and very popular in the human world.” “And the shifter world based on all the wolves here.” “Do you think she’s warm?” “Do you think she likes us?” “Do you think she’ll swat at us like we’re flies.” “She won’t swat at you,” I say, stopping their barrage of comments. “I would never swat at you. Hope says you’re sprites?” Tanya asks, stepping forward. I can feel her intrigue with the supernatural pushing forward. One of the sprites flits forward. “I am Funichio of the Woodland Sprites, Lady Tanya. This is my sister, Fanella. Welcome.”