Life My Little Pony Mga Nobela at Kwento

I left the pack and went to live with grandmother in her pack. I had lived there for barely two years when I found out that Princess Lila was going to be the future Luna of the pack. I despised the woman because she was one of the people that had not only made my life hell, but she was just so full of herself and it was annoying.

Every little girl wants a pony and the two of them were no different. “You insisted on bringing it home, even though it snapped at you every time you tried to put your hand near its muzzle.” Pippa gives Mare a look. Probably because even at eight years old, Mare was determined to take home that mean old pony, despite all the other younger, nicer ponies that were also there.

My real name is Leanetta Thoengarde, Princess of Lycuria. I know this sounds hard to believe. I am sure you’re wondering how a lycan princess ended up living a simple life among humans. That, my dear child, is a long story. One I wish I could tell you myself but alas, you are too young for such concerns. So, I will endeavor to tell you what my heart can handle here.

♡LUNA WHITE POV♡ I'm Luna White, 20 years old, the heiress of white enterprises, white constructions, white entertainment, and many more. I'm the little princess of the white family. I have two elder siblings, Zayn White and Mary White. Though Mary White is my half-sister, I have always treated her as my real sister and treated her mother as my own mother. This is the biggest foolish thing I have ever done. God gave me a chance to change my life again. I will show them what is called living misery." I swear I will give back every torture and pain they had given me along with a high level of interest.

I closed my eyes and took a long breath. This was my life now. The castle felt like a jail. A title that felt like a joke. Friends who couldn't even look at me. But I was here. I was Luna. And somehow, I'd make this work. I had to. For myself and the pack, who now relied on me whether they wanted to or not. With a heavy sigh, I rose to my feet. It was time to prepare for school. Whether or not Luna existed, I still had a life to live. And I wouldn't let anyone, including my so-called friends, make me feel tiny again. As I dressed for school, my thoughts raced with the morning's happenings.

Maliyah I can’t believe it’s been a year since I woke up. I turn eleven in three days and little Aiden turns one. Mom insists we have a birthday party and I only agreed because of Aiden. I don’t really feel like celebrating. I got up extra early this morning to go riding alone. I know this will make everyone mad but I need some space. There is always someone following me so I left before everyone woke up but I at least alerted border patrol of my little solo ride.

A spoon with a rope as a handle has more purpose than I'll ever have. I'm currently living an average, uneventful life, but It isn't what I crave. I'd rather have an honest, hard-working life where I have to strive for everything or a carefree lifestyle where I never have to lift a finger! My astonishingly mundane life is stuck in mediocrity. My name is Miles, not Morales, Reyes instead. I'm your cliché below average, fake depressing 17-year-old. The first thing you should know about me is that I'm a genuine advocate of equality among humans; I equally hate all.

Gryphon flies down in front of the crowd, and they all stare in fascination. I ask, “Gryphon, we have a girl who would like to know if unicorns exist.” Gryphon chuckles, “Yes, they are real, but they don’t live on your Earth. They would all be killed, so I protect them.” Then he whistles and four unicorns fly in with four pegasi. There was a huge round of applause, and the girls were asking to pet them.

Just as I was about to leave the dorm room, my phone buzzed. Brian: “We’re waiting for you. It's time to come home, my Luna.” My heart skipped a beat. I quickly texted back. Lyric: “I’ll be there soon. I love you.” And with that, I left. **** The flight back to the pack house was very emotional. I smiled, laughed, and cried. The memories of the early days with Brian, the war, the struggles—it all felt distant, like a dream. Now, everything was calm. My pack was thriving, and Brian and I had built a life together. I had become Luna of the pack, a title I never imagined I would hold, yet I wore it proudly.

Feigning ignorance, I shook my head and said, "I'd much rather just enjoy other people's weddings. I don't want to be tied up in marriage ever again. Life shouldn't only revolve around marriage. I don't want to have to worry about getting along with my in-laws or my husband cheating on me. "I want to be free to live my own life. While I'm not averse to falling in love, I can no longer feel secure about how long it will last in a marriage." I continued, "Happiness comes in many different forms. It can be a birthday wish from a friend or the joy of eating an ice cream in the middle of summer. It can even be dancing in the rain just for the heck of it… "I think working hard and earning a lot of