Life My Little Pony Novels & Stories

POV: Mia I never imagined that my last day there would bring the worst moment of my life. That afternoon, I was feeling drained and decided to take a nap. All of a sudden, I started having trouble breathing. Someone had left my bedroom window wide open. A gust of wind carried in a storm of pollen. My breathing grew more labored by the second. I slipped off the bed and collapsed onto the floor, but my survival instinct pushed me to crawl toward the nightstand where I kept my allergy meds.

"Shut up! You don't even know how much it costs to keep you around! Don't you know that hospitals are all black holes that just suck the money out of you? "This is a free way to get your dialysis done! And you'd even get paid for it! How could you even think about giving up such an amazing opportunity!" Then, Mom turned to Leroy and said, "I'm not selling Alice anymore, Leroy. I'll sell Andrea to you instead!"

Tiny thing was skinny but healthy. Way healthier than me. I bought food, toys, and a little bed. That evening, I sat on the balcony with it in my arms, watching the sun drop. It gently licked my hand. With a cat around, life didn't feel so empty. I even cooked for it. Watching it destroy the meal made me smile. I forced down a few bites too. Having company really did make things better. I just didn't expect someone to quietly unlock my front door in the middle of the night.

Every stroke looked like it had been written in a race against death itself. [I thought I was really going to die.] [It's just a shame it wasn't in Serenica, the place I loved most.] [Suddenly, I recalled the first day I was brought into the Jefferson family.] [Mom and Dad had looked at me with such affection as they lifted me high into the air, saying how adorable I was.] [They decorated my room exactly the way I liked it. Plush toys covered the bed.] [They took me to eat all kinds of desserts I had never tasted in the orphanage before. There were strawberry cakes, macarons, and tiramisu. Every bite was sweet enough to melt my heart.]

I was so happy but Emma & Lily was disappointed. "Hey it's ok, I was not expecting him to be here so smile now and go home." I said trying to cheer them up. "Maybe he will come tomorrow." Emma said and they both smiled and said bye. Emma lived with her mother and Lily with her brother. They both had to earn to take care of their family. I sighed and went to the bar. I took the same table and ordered the same drink. I drank three fourth of the bottle before passing out. And again when I woke up in the morning I was in my bed.

His voice was filled with curiosity. "what? " "Don't girls cry in washrooms? " He asked, "How many girls you have seen while crying? " Ayat asked with a chuckle. "My every ex-girlfriend used to cry in the washroom after the breakup, " He said, "Not every girl does that... how many girlfriends have you had? " Ayat said after a suffering breath. "Don't remember the count but I don't think I ever remain single. but unfortunately my every relationship lasted less than 5 months, " Arham said, making her look at him.

He was a twisted man, but he never said he was sane. Just when he thought his life had no other purpose beside working and dying, wasting his time on work and worldly pleasure, he stumbled across young Lana. The little girl had just lost her father over a year earlier, she was so small in comparison to the adults around her, she was so beautiful, and so pure.

I cry out, his faint smile being the last thing I see before he's gone. When I wake up, I feel Quill's arms on me, and I smile softly, soothed by him. Birds sound outside, and I peek through the curtain, seeing the sun out. It looks to be warmer this time, as the snow is already melting into little puddles. Glancing at the waters, my hand touches the bracelet of the kelpie's bridle I have. Death did mention something about kelpies, and since there weren't any in Ovylian, I wondered what the force to be reckon with would be.

Hello, My name is Sophie. I’m just a human girl raised by my mom and my stepdad. So what’s the point of telling a story, well, my human mom is a Luna! If you don’t know what that is, it’s kinda like a queen in my stepdad’s world. See he is kinda a King, called an Alpha.

"You… You knew I wrote them?" I curled my lip in contempt. "Not only did I know–I was reborn, too. "Everything you did to me in our last life–I remember it all." You faked your death. You left me to live like a widow while you were very much alive. In that life, I clung to a hope that would never come true and drifted through decades in a haze. As my words settled, Larry's face turned ghostly pale. "S-sorry, Dheena… So you were reborn, too? I didn't know–"