Midnight Sparkle Pony Novels & Stories

“These are beautiful!” “I’m glad you like them, sweety. They have been passed down in my family for generations. Hopefully tonight you will find your mate and you will have kids you can pass them down to.” Mom started getting teary-eyed for the third time this week. Mom and dad are Alpha and Luna of the Midnight Moon Pack. You can only find your mate on the full moon at midnight when the room is the highest in the sky. Fortunately, that night is tonight, on my birthday. So, we are having a large dance, for two reasons. One, so I can find my mate and two, hopefully most people will be able to, too. Mates are becoming harder to find since you can only do it at a specific time and people are ju

Hold her, hold them all. Lila perched on a bench, wiry frame buzzing as she shared cider with pups, her chestnut ponytail swinging. Her hazel eyes sparkled, sling tucked in her belt, optimism a shield against the hall’s tension. She hummed softly, calming the kids, but her fingers fidgeted, fear of the eclipse buried deep. Spark, her wolf, yipped, small and vibrant, tail a blur. Sing, Lila! Keep their hearts light, keep yours bright.

I got the stable keepers to get her pony ready and I got my horse ready and I was going to take her up the trail to the rainbow waterfall. I also let Cayden's men know so that I could have security around the area, I went to her room, and she was coloring in her coloring book, I went over and said, "Get dressed honey, I am taking you somewhere special." She said, "I don't want to go," and I said, "It's important and we are taking Polly," she tried to hide her smile but she loves Polly the pony. I had packed snacks and a blanket and we headed up the trail, I could see her little smile. She loved this, Polly was white and had a rainbow mane and tail. She had rainbow eye color she was just beau

I replied waiting for midnight to come over, I still had permission to take midnight, I mean, i haven't seen Mobali for a while but he didn't give me a deadline to ride Midnight. “So unladylike…I love it.” Venus chirps in, standing in front of the carriage door. Midnight came over and I mounted him, sinking gently into the saddle and held unto the reins. “Isn't that the King's famous horse, Midnight? They say he doesn't let anyone apart from himself ride it” Taresee says from the window and Venus nods in agreement. “Well…girls, I'm not anyone.”

“Do you know what else?” “What?” I snap. “They all worked for me.” I pause for a second, sucking in a breath. “They tricked him.” He nods. “And he fell for it. Once the spell was cast, sure he became a beast in battle, but it has haunted him for the rest of his life. Not only that, but they tied it to me because they needed an anchor that would live for all times and ensure you two kept coming back. Now, do you understand?” I softly laugh under my breath. “And let me guess. This all took place at midnight and that is why midnight is significant.”

I must end it soon. Sara prepared multiple spells as she advanced forward. Her slashes were imbued in white light of the Holy element. She figured out that Midnight’s suit was made from black slime, a creature that had a high concentration of dark magic. Aside from that, Sara also casted ice and lightning elemental spells to deal additional damage and throw Midnight off. Midnight was supporting himself with similar elemental spells that countered some of Sara’s attacks. The swords in his hands were parrying Sara’s sword, but despite having an extra sword, Midnight was still getting sliced up.

Sadie teased, tickling her side until Sasha squealed. I trailed behind, shaking my head with a smile. “Careful, Counselor. You’ll spoil her more than Misha does.” “Impossible.” Sadie straightened, balancing Sasha easily on her hip. “That man gives her anything she so much as looks at. Last week he bought a pony plush the size of my couch because she pointed at it in a store window.” Sasha giggled. “It’s Sparkle.” “Of course it is,” Sadie said, kissing her cheek.

Tanya considered the cost to be money well spent, because it allowed her to indulge her favorite fetish with Peter under her, and she always became so aroused, the sex after her ride was as fabulous for her as it was for him. She stroked his side again as she selected the first piece of ponyboy equipment he would be wearing. That was a bridle made of chrome and polished black leather, and she picked it up and carefully slipped it over his head, making sure the connected straps that made up the piece of tack were straight and perfectly positioned. The upper strip of shiny leather went around his forehead, and Dobbin stood patiently as his mistress tightened the buckle on that one. Short strap