Fluttershy Rainbow Rocks Novels & Stories

she runs her finger through the water. I see four bright auras, each being a different color. But how was I supposed to tell who is who? “You can touch them.” She nods at the blobs. I step up to the fountain and place my hand in it. All four of the blobs race towards it. I touch the light pink one and I see Blair. “Blair is shy but strong.” I say.

This pack is old, but it defintly isn't weak and to be messed with. "He's mated." The words slipped past my lips without me thinking. "Oh, I'm sorry why didn't you tell me before?" Scarlet asked looking up from her book. "I didn't know, I just read the description. Those in his pack with alpha blood eyes fleck with gold when they meet their mate." I could hear the sadness in my own voice as I tried so hard to fight back the sudden pain in my chest. "His eyes are flecked with gold? I never noticed." I smirked at Scarlet as I looked at her, her head tilting like a confused wolf. "I didn't notice at first either but when he took me off the school grounds I noticed, it looked amazing against his

Taking a trail would be far easier than trying to climb the sheer wall. The shore was rocky, but the small stones along the water's edge were unlike anything she had seen. They were brightly colored and shiny like precious gems beneath the earth. She bent down to inspect a ruby red stone when something bobbing in the water caught her eye. "The boat!" Aurora ran with all her strength and caught the small rowboat in the waist-deep water. She hauled it to shore.

"Sleep well, Rachel." As I followed Camille and Helena to the house, something shiny caught my eye. The light from the florescent lamps hit the wall of the house in a way that made the strange stone shine. Little rainbow flecks were embedded in the stone, the color a shimmering iridescent. My eyes trailed over the side of the house, to the large gilded window that sat on the side.

Colorful birds flew over us and butterflies in blue colors fluttered around the rocks on the side of the waterfall. In the middle of the pond were a large flat rock with a single red flower, a poppy flower, and behind it sat a girl. She had ashblonde hair and were dressed in a white dress, she had her head down but as we kept staring at her she raised her head and her bluegreen eyes were shown and a wicked smile on her lips. "Aziel, are you finally here to free me, my love?" she asked in a raspy voice. I shuddered at her voice and her aura that leaked out, I couldn't believe that this girl was once my best friend.

“I’m not–” She huffed. “Just come and look at what I want to show you, all right?” I rolled my eyes at her back but did as she said. “Fine. Cough it up.” She eased a rock out of her bra – what the hecky dang doodle, Rhi? – and a small, green seed, covered in pretty pink swirls. “Surely you can’t be so desperate for boob enhancements that you’ve taken to filling your bra with rocks?” I teased her.

Quinn {'Replace fear of the unknown to curiosity.'} "Khloe," Maggy called. "Why were you talking to Miss Mojo and her Powerpuff girls?" I snorted before I sipped my Mocha Frappuccino. It tasted good but it didn't please me to the extent. And Miss Mojo? Not bad... So Hilary must be Blossom while Tiana was Buttercup and Bailey was Bubbles. Khloe shrugged and then she gave me a suspicious smile. "It was nothing. I just told her to keep her pink underwear in check."

she said creating some fireflies. “My name is Rainbow, a fair of rainbows. I can manipulate the weather to change however I want. She said as she creates forms of small clouds. “My name is Shimmer, a natural pixie. I can change plants to any colour.” She said as she got a rose changing the color into various colours. Elena gets really shocked as she just stared. Still trying to understand what was actually going on. “What do you mean by your pixies? Hahaha that's the funniest joke ever! Good one! I thought pixies were non-existent, `` Elena said, bursting with laughter.

Larger stones followed, fist-sized chunks of granite and smooth river rocks, hovering in a slow, chaotic orbit around her. Elara’s magic—wild, forbidden, surged in response to her anguish. The stones spun faster, glinting in the fading light, forming a jagged halo that pulsed with her grief. A breeze stirred, carrying the faint hum of her power, a sound like distant thunder trapped in a bottle.

He held it in his hand and rubbed his thumb across the beautiful pink stone and wished he could see it on his wrist everyday. River held on to it as he walked through the store and stopped when he saw a section of glass knick-knacks. River looked at all the beautiful little glass sculptures and figurines. His eyes fell upon one that River Just had to examine more closely. The little Omega picked it up and immediately fell in love with all the colors. It looked like little clear stems rising from the base, and at the top of each clear stem were beautiful flowers. The flowers were different colors, pink yellow, and a beautiful light purple, all with green leaves under them. But what River love