Life My Little Pony Novels & Stories

Shelly pov I'm crying in my room.i told my parents that I don't wanna to get Married right now. I want to complete my study and become something in future on my own. I want to make my career. But my parents said that they just wanna to marry me off to a good family and free from their responsibilities. Like seriously. Well my name is Shelly shukla. I am 19 year old with brown hair and hazel eyes. My skin is creamy white with round face and straight nose. My dream is to become a successful computer programmer in future. I just love technology very much.

Though nothing could compare to when you first picked up a stray little lion cub-" A growl rips out of Darla's throat. She is a wolf. Wolf. Waylon coughs, louder this time, choked with laughs. * * * * * * * * * * In a small, rural agricultural settlement, far from any established towns and other societies. When Darla is four, she comes into her inheritance: she transforms, mid-play on the playground with the other village children, into a growling wolf cub. The screams are what she remembers most clearly.

Bhabhi scoffed and said rolling her eyes,"No! You're lucky. Actually she's all ready but she slept again as there was time for breakfast. So she has already took her bath! You don't need to worry!" "Can't you do that? I am hungry!" I whined then heard Snickers from behind. I turn and gave Duggu bhaiya a glare. He smirked and sat on his seat and so did dad. "Morning Yuvi!" They both wished to which I wished back and went upstairs to My princess' room. I opened the door and squinted my eyes at the vibrant colour. Girls and their love for pink!! I stepped inside carefully not waking any of her soldiers up. Yeah! You guess it right! These stuffed jokers are her soldiers and she is the Princess o

he said. I smiled softly, looked at him, and said, “Yes, because I am not a really talented person but I want to make a lot of money, I have spent a lot of time studying. But I don't think one day I'll be called a nerd, because I find myself very different from what a nerd is described as. I don't wear glasses, my hair is not frizzy, they're always neatly styled, I make friends with a lot of friends, both boys and girls. And I even have a boyfriend, a famous bad boy from school.”

Emily P.O.V I should’ve known this day would end like this, in an absolute disaster. But no, I just had to come out to this darn date. My day started of like this, first the air was hot and humid. So much so that the sweat ran down my back, my make-up ended up in a complete disaster not to mention my hair. My heel broke before I even made it to work, I then broke of the other so that my feet could at least be equal height. After this I had a horrible day at work, meetings from start to finish and of course I did all of this with my broken heels and smudged make-up. After work I drove home and got a flat tire, I had to fix it all on my own because well this is how I grew up. Independent, I ma

Life is not a fairy tale. Life is hard and painful. It is dark and empty. And maybe it's a Fairy Tale for most people, maybe it is happy and always sunny, but that's not the case for me. Who am I? Well, my name is Rain. I have no last name, just Rain. I'm an orphaned witch in the Blue River werewolf pack. I always wondered what my parents were like and why they abandoned me in a wolf pack, of all places. Did they not love me? Was I a mistake? Are they even still alive? I may never know the answers to the many questions, and I doubt I have a peaceful future ahead of me.

Because of this, their death cases continue to grow. However, that happened a long time ago, and werewolves like this are very rare, almost non-existent in the world. Or maybe they don't exist anymore. People started to think that their existence was just a fairy tale made up by their predecessors and started to forget about it. Not many people knew this story. Brianna only heard about it from her grandfather when she was so young. She couldn't remember it clearly. But it turns out that such creatures do exist. Her gaze shifted to the Alpha wolf who growled at her. "You can fool him, but not me. This is a neutral area and anyone can pass through." Her eyes turned a fiery red, showing her tru

I feel a pit in my stomach, not recognizing any of them. I look up at Liam for help, shocked to find him watching me with curious eyes. When I glare at him, he tries not to laugh and gives me a cheeky look, “Did I tell you that you’re also the Luna of my pack? We made it official right before your accident.” I laugh. “Okay, this dream is getting so weird right now...” “It’s not a dream,” Liam says. “This is reality, Aurora.” My eyes narrow, and I hiss, “My name is Phoebe...”

she exclaimed, her eyes filled with wonder. I stepped closer, studying the painting. The colors danced with life, and I felt a surge of inspiration coursing through me. "You're right, Chrystal. There is so much beauty in this world, even in the smallest details. It's incredible how art can evoke emotions and bring people together." And like any true friend, Chrystal also celebrated my triumphs. Whether it was a successful Luna initiative or a personal achievement, she was always there by my side, cheering me on with unbridled enthusiasm and genuine pride.

"Dylan!!!!!!!!!" My mum shouts from downstairs ,I jump down, we are werewolves and I got my wolf when I was fifteen. Today is the day I get to find my mate but,my mum is more excited about it than I am,cause what if my mate isn't my type of girl, okay comon!!! I really have to love one person because the moon goddess said so? ,This is the 21st century!!, Oh well I eat my breakfast as I watch my parents playfully bicker I got my dad's