Mlp Candy Mare Novels & Stories

"When Marcus left Prismara with his mother, I chased their car. Marcus's mother couldn't bear it and asked the driver to stop. I cried and made a scene, not letting him leave. But he said he had to leave Prismara, and when we meet again, he will bring me the world's best candy." Maia opened the knitted bunny filled with candies inside. The packaging of the candies had a few words on both sides, saying, "Marcus's exclusive supply for Maia." "Exclusive supply? It looks like Marcus made it himself?" Maia said, opening the package and putting a piece of candy into her mouth. She squinted and smiled sweetly. Seeing her enjoying the candy, Cedric frowned. "I thought you can't stand the smell of mi

hear someone say from the other end of the table. Almost every girl is looking, but it was her gaze that was the most frightening. If I remember correctly, Zariah told me her name was Mareli, from the Passion Pack. her hair is a fiery red - not orange - that commands the attention in the room by itself. Her expression is hostile "Nah, just Fate," Brynn replies carelessly. Is a fight about to start here? Mareli narrows her eyes. "I seriously think it's cheating that you got to see Malik before anyone else. Especially since you broke the rules...Do you really think Malik is going to want a Luna who doesn't do what she's told?"

That was when Tristan saw her for the first time. She was an old mare, short by nullyard standards. In her long, wavy mane of an amazing black-violet color, which descended in luxurious strands all the way to her feet, there were many gray strands hidden. The gray-blue eyes, like a foggy haze, looked displeased and suspicious, although there was still a certain amount of curiosity in them. The mare crossed his path, blocking the nervous young mothers, whose foals were getting in the way, not understanding why the atmosphere around had suddenly become so tense.

“Alright, Miss Heels. Let’s get you on a horse. But we’re picking one that’s gentle. Those shoes might not love stirrups.” I grinned. “I’ll manage.” He shook his head, still smiling, and led me back toward the stalls. Jerry led me to a gentle bay mare named Sunny. She was calm and steady, with kind eyes and a soft nose that sniffed my hand when I offered it a carrot. Jerry saddled her up quickly, explaining everything he did—tightening the girth, adjusting the stirrups, and checking the bit. I listened, trying to look confident even though my heart was racing.

The vistas gorgeous. Dillon and Chase were also interested in the horses. "You see that pretty little chestnut mare in the corner?" Chase asked. Mitch and Dillon said yes. "She's Pretty Girl, Lauren's horse. Now, look at my horse, the stallion in the corner beside her. If Midnight could, he'd jump that fence, sniff around enough until he had her for himself. He doesn't want any other mare but her. He's our best stud, so we use him with other mares but not her. She doesn't have the bloodline requirements we need. Every day they are at that corner, talking back and forth, smelling each other's scent, rubbing their faces together."

I try for a bit of attitude, but I know I can’t truly sass the master of sass. “Yeah, upstairs at Mariposa, the newly renovated Glamazon Stage just opened up last weekend. You missed the big party! I now have poles, cages and a sparkly catwalk to play on! You should come by, hot stuff!” Candy is a flirt and I never take it to mean anything because we have been friends since grade school long before Cade developed his drag persona or even knew he was gay.

Yet unlike Allan, they were not able to have the Cupid's Ponies accept their offering with their bare hands. Surprisingly, this time around it was Niccoli's time to shine. Aside from passing the activity by having the Cupid's Ponies ate his thrown fruit. It also accepts his offering and ate the fruit in his hand. More importantly, the Cupid's Ponies who interacted with Niccoli choose to show itself! The Cupid's Ponies views Niccoli as a trustworthy person. Everyone looked awed by the appearance of the Cupid's Ponies. It looks like a horse and its color is white as milk. It spread its wide wings showing its beautiful rainbow color that matches its tail. Its horn is also glowing red just like

He said with a puffed out chest and proud tone. Among the horses, there was Septa, a spirited mare with a coat that mirrored the vibrant colors of a sunrise. Her mane and tail flowed like liquid fire, weaving a tapestry of brilliance as she galloped through the meadows. By her side was Midnight, a stallion with a coat as dark as the night sky, adorned with stars that glimmered with a celestial glow. In a corner stall stood labroha, a gentle mare with a coat as pure as moonlight itself. She possessed an ethereal beauty that captivated all who gazed upon her, and her presence radiated a soothing calmness that whispered of forgotten secrets.

Otherwise, Caspian might even have the urge to kick Handsome away. Between these two monsters, Handsome was the safer one as Caspian could say he accidentally found it while out training. On the other hand, Little Candy was a Mirage White Tiger, and it was easy to attract ill-intentioned people. Hence, it was not convenient to expose Little Candy to outsiders for the time being.

The mare presented her soft neck for Mia to touch. “Her name is Hopeful Dreamer,” he told her as the mare nickered softly and bumped her nose against his shoulder. She still wanted a treat for coming when called. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sugar cube. “Here,” he told Mia. “You can give it to her.”