Midnight Sparkle Pony Novels & Stories

Sparkle sighed a little and leaned on her friend’s kitchen counter. “Haze is telling everyone she’s getting a puppy of her own for Christmas.” “A white one,” Deb supplied. Rolling her eyes, Sparkle shook her head. “That I wasn’t able to find anywhere…” Deb turned back to the wide kitchen island and the tray of tiny brownies she was finishing off with swirls of white chocolate icing. “You’ve still got a few weeks until Christmas. You might find one.” “I’ll try...” Sparkle said, resigned, “but she might have to wait.”

Fucking Christ, this horse was like batman! "SINCE YOU CALLED ME A PONY, WE WILL TRAVEL IN A WAY FIT FOR PONIES! THAT WILL TEACH YOU A LESSON!" What was even going on right now?! The nightsteed flew into the air until a black and white rainbow materialized underneath its hooves. It spread over the sky, and the nightsteed landed on the damn thing. "What the hell is happening?" "I'm taking you to your mate." "You're running over an emo rainbow!"

"Isa I know you, little is two bottles" "Awwww Darling you know me too much, should I kill you now?" "You know if you do that you will not have me anymore, you would be always lonely and no mojito parties anymore" "Such a killjoy, ok I promise little drinks only tonight since the day after tomorrow will be your rest day, a party and shopping for you!" "You know I can't do the shopping I am already cut short for mama's expenses, I need to pass shopping except for partying"

Alizey whispered lightly. "WHAT?" Muskan yelled in a high pitch voice. "That dumbo got married and he didn't even invite me...OH MY ALLAH!!! Did he convert?" She asked flabbergasted. At her words Alizey's face fell and she replied with a simple. "No." Muskan looked at her confused. "Then h-how I don't understand" "Wait! Is t-that a burning smell!" Muskan's eyes widened in complete horror as she made a dash towards her house probably in a failed attempt to save her burned cookies.

The decoration for the homecoming night was already 80% finished, making it a forbidden room for any students other than the committees. It was decorated with black, gold, and silver color. Sparkling star decorations were hung on each corner, the paper lanterns were arranged as an arch in the entrance, and gold draperies was put as a background for the photo booth. The high ceiling was covered with black cloth, which would be luminated by light projector, making it look like a sky full of stars.

Luna exclaimed after she entered my room with her furnished ponytail matching her new orange dress outlined with white maple leaves at the brim, ready for the festival, “Midnight is coming,” “I’ll pass,” I mumbled with my weak, sour voice. “But,” She pouted, “Everyone will go, except for Rhys though.” Yeah, simply because she is injured; I don’t think she can go. Now that I am kind of sick, I don’t want to move a muscle with this twirling belly. The festival is a one-week celebration; I will visit right after I am fine. “Go on now,” I uttered, sending her off on her journey, “Midnight is coming.”

Tomorrow night had to be perfect. But sleeping that night was nearly impossible. My thoughts refused to rest, and Due? She was practically vibrating inside me with anticipation. ‘Let’s go now. Please, I want to meet him. Let’s shift and find him already,’ she begged over and over, her voice a relentless hum in my mind. ‘Due, please,’ I sighed. ‘Just wait a few more hours. Let it be under the full moon, let it be right.’ When morning came, so did clarity. I knew what I wanted: I'll make him a bangle with colourful threads, something my mother was fond of doing. We would reveal everything under the full moon, in the arena Our wolves would meet, and the bond would finally be whole.

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint

I shook my head, too confused to speak. “Because the last time a lunar eclipse appeared here, something extraordinary happened. A bond formed between two wolves, marked by the moon herself. We call it "Midnight's Mark". It has not appeared in one hundred and twenty-three years. Most think it’s legend, but I saw it when I was young.” My mouth felt dry. “What kind of bond?” “The truest kind, a mate bond chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, marked on the skin at the eclipse’s peak. Those who bear it are destined for each other, their souls matched perfectly. Such bonds appear only when the pack needs them most.”

That made me recall the charity gala I had attended with Jude, where Lotus had kidnapped me. I quickly shake off the memory the moment it comes. By evening, the party finally begins winding down. The twins are exhausted, and covered in cake. I don't ask how exactly it was possible. Some mysteries should remain unsolved. By the time we get home, both children are still talking excitedly. “Mum!” “Yes?” “I want a pony.” Linda had twenty ponies at her party. I could see why Allison got the idea. “No.” “A small pony.” “Still no.”