Midnight Sparkle Pony Novels & Stories

I looked between it and him with wide eyes. “She gets a unicorn because she faked cried?” Ethan whined. “No. She does not get to keep the unicorn. She gets to see the unicorn because I did promise her one. I knew those were fake tears. She tried them on me as a pup all the time. However, she did accomplish her goal of making you take your words back. This is her reward,” Papa said as he beckoned me over. It was adorable. It looked like a fluffy Shetland pony. Its coat was a beautiful periwinkle blue. Its irises were a bright violet, and the horn was white with silver spiraling around it.

“Hunter, you don’t have to say all this. In thirty minutes we need to head to eh beach to watch the fireworks and count down to the New Year.” “None of that matters. I always promised you that one day you would own this island. I knew it was special to you, but I didn’t know why. This was a place where they and their friends, including my swinger parents, came to get away from the world that didn’t understand them. Following our kinks, we created a paradise, and tonight, that paradise is once again yours. I’m officially giving Sizzle Island to the true owner, Mistress Rebecca.” The crowd went wild and she rushed to the stage to hug her friend. It was true. Maybe it was in their blood. The ki

Kitanna said, before walking past him. Xander couldn’t believe the words he just heard. Friend? Dante? Now he believes there was some dark magic involved. He was yet to reach the talking stage with the princess and Dante was already her friend. It sounded too good to be true. Deciding to confirm things for himself, Xander stormed to Dante’s barn. The latter shook the minute he barged in. Xander’s eyes did a quick sweep around the room. It was still the same old crumbling place. Nothing had changed.

I turned slowly and Madam Pika was standing right there looking irritated, she frowned and walked away slowly. "What is wrong with everyone today?", Bubby said and Beatrice laughed from afar, "the party is 1 hour away, everything has been set, let's go have a cool bath, dress up and resume our serving duty, today is going to be real hectic!", Bubby said walking out with the bottle of wine, if Bubby was fine with her chores, why can't I be?. ////////////////////////////////////////////// POV(FIONA), I walked down straight to the beach in my uniform heading to the serving point, darkness had took over the day and the moon came to light it up, it was a full moon tonight, and it was somewhat spe

"Your highness, he is still not well and the doctor had told us to give him some time to recover." Midnight was the name of king Raleigh's personal horse. It was gifted to him by his father when he was just thirteen years old. When he first got his horse, the horse was also still a baby. It was a black horse and its mane was long and silky. Because the horse was as dark as the night, king Raleigh named him Midnight. It was the horse with whom he was most comfortable and was closest. Midnight had been with him through his hardest and easiest times. Midnight had accompanied him in every battle he went to. Unfortunately, his horse got sick a week ago and was still recovering.

And the cakes she gets to eat there once a year on the Day of Darkness, when she is allowed to go and mingle with everyone else. “I’m not ashamed, Jesse,” Midnight says, her voice low and dangerous as she stares at him, unblinking. Jesse fights his smile, because Midnight is very adorable when she gets all serious like this. “The people in the Fancy House are real.” “If you say so, Mids,” Jesse sighs, putting forward a few more sticks. But Midnight ignores the sticks. “You’d better believe me, Jesse Sinclair,” she snaps. “I do believe you,” he murmurs, gentle and condescending, the voice he uses when Seraphina tells him that there’s a monster under her bed. And like Seraphina, the tone just

" and led him to the backyard. Out came a tiny, shimmering fairy, no bigger than a thumb! She introduced herself as Luna, the Moon Fairy. Luna told Ben ...told Ben that she needed his help to collect sparkling moonbeams to fill the night sky. Ben's eyes grew wide with excitement as Luna handed him a special basket. Together, they chased after the moonbeams, laughing and giggling as they bounced and twinkled around the yard. They chased after fireflies, and Luna used her fairy magic to make them glow even brighter. Ben felt like he was walking on clouds!

“Do you want to come with me?” “No,” she said quickly, then softened. “Thanks. But no. I need something that feels like mine today.” “I’m sorry about your dad… and your birthday.” “It’s not your fault my birthday falls on a dumb holiday,” Pony shook her head. “Besides… we’ll celebrate it together another day. But for today?” She grinned a little, wiping under her eyes. “I’ve got plans. My colleagues already lined something up for me, and I’ll hit Slammer’s by midnight. You know they still do our favorite? Peach margaritas and chili-glazed wings?”

She used to join her absolutely everywhere, being tied up as sisters are. Despite all, now the girls felt good, healthy, they spent time on the roof gazing at the mass of stars, competing in imagining interesting creatures up there. “Here's a pony”, said one of them. It was Dorothy pointing at a constellation. “It's more like a ... I think it's Capricorn's constellation,” Elizabeth replied. Suddenly there appeared a small pony, made of a little balloon taken out of a toy circle with unicorn shape. On top of that, it was also lit up, as if that constellation from heaven came down and took life in that pony just created.