Don T Mine At Night My Little Pony Novels & Stories

I don’t really care about that, I just want to find my Luna and hold her in my arms. My wolf, Midnight keeps jumping around in circles in my mind. “Where’s Luna, where’s my Luna he asks?” “I don’t see her nor smell her yet and she never responded to my text, Midnight” I tell him. “Oh well, let me have some fun,” said Midnight as he jumps to the front of my mind and takes over my body. He walks us over to the table with a spread of different moonshines, grabs a paper cup and pours. He slams the first drink and pours another. I can feel him giddy and excited to be at this mating party.

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He shrugged, a small, almost sheepish smile tugging at his lips. “Maybe because I like you. Or maybe because I think you’re worth keeping alive. Take your pick.” I scoffed, shaking my head as I stood. “Goodnight, Dylan.” As I walked away, his voice followed me, soft and teasing. “Goodnight, Little one. Don’t dream about me too much. Oh, and there's a party at the club, 10pm, you can come if you can't sleep.”

"But when it backfires, don't say I didn't warn you." He left, and I was alone with the dawn and my fury. Let him doubt. Let them all doubt. By noon, I would be the undisputed Luna of Evergreen. And everyone who'd ever underestimated me would learn their mistake. Killian's POV We rode through the night, pushing our horses to the edge of collapse. Damon kept pace beside me, his expression grim. "We're still half a day out," he said. "Even if we kill the horses, we won't make it before dawn."

He assures me as my head swings back and forth. “Knock her out for a few hours…” He mutters softly and he voice trails off as he walks further away from my earshot. Don’t knock me out, what if I die and I don’t come back. I yell through my mind, like he could hear me. In a few seconds my eyes grow heavier and droopy, finding it hard to keep them open. “It’s alright Miss Andy” was the last thing I heard before I slipped into a deep slumber. FEW HOURS LATER.

But is it really true that he doesn't remember anything about what we did together last night? I picked up the panties and bra that had fallen on the floor. I hastily put on a T-shirt to cover my body, which was still frozen and unable to digest everything. "Are you sure you don't remember anything?" I asked, facing Adam with an intense gaze. Adam nodded. "I really don't. What have I done to you? Or what have we done? I'm sorry if this is all my fault, but can you explain everything now?" Adam asked with a pleading face.

"Don't let the ash touch you!" But Cian wasn't listening. He was staring at the grey flakes falling from the sky. One landed on his hand, and he let out a sharp cry. "Mama! I... I forgot the name of the pony!" he whispered, his eyes wide with a sudden, hollow terror. "The shaggy one from the North! What was its name?" My heart stopped. The fire wasn't just burning paper; it was erasing the memories from the minds of everyone nearby. "Mina, get back!" I screamed.

“Can we meet later?” “What time?” “When everyone is asleep,” I said. “When do you guys sleep?” Kyle smiled. He had probably realized what I was up to. “The guys sleep early because of all the work. By nine, everyone is knocked out. We can meet in the woods behind your wing. Dane can sniff out anything happening on this side. Actually today is Thursday. On Thursdays, he escorts the alpha to the mineral exchange post.” I wanted to know more about the mineral exchange post but realised it was not that important at the moment.

“And that number can’t go back in the hat all weekend “ Colton adds. I nod. We eat and laugh. Colton does impressions of our teachers, Dalton does impressions of council members, and Apollo keeps eyeing with suspicion. I think he has figure it out. Finally its time for a movie and bed. “Hey you know if you three had Lycans we could go on a run,” I say as I get the numbers in Colton’s baseball cap. “Monday night at midnight will you be there?” Dalton asks “You were there for my first shift, so I guess yes,” I smile. “Two, Dalton is on the outside.” “Damn it,” Dalton pouts. “Hey I got straddled this morning, something to look forward to,” Apollo teases.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.