My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic の小説・ストーリー

I figured if you weren't home Saturday then I'd have to mourn you for ten years then find a new friend,'' he recounted. ''Ten years? That's a long time,'' I told him. ''Yeah but I'd be sad for ten years if we weren't friends,'' I held out my pinky to which he immediately clasped his own around, ''I promise to always be your friend,'' ''And I promise to always be yours or I'd have to give up mac and cheese and pudding cups forever,'' he promised in return. ''Even pudding cups?'' I asked incredulously. ''That's how you know I'm serious,'' he said as he looked me directly in the eyes.

POV Kitty "Kitty." a voice said and spun around to see her standing there. "Sammy?" I gasped and she smiled. Only then did I see her fangs. I was in shock. I was in a panic and I could only scream for a moment. How could my other best friend be a vampire? Were all of my friends some sort of magical creature? So far I had one best friend that was a werewolf and another that was a vampire. I, myself am a witch. If I find a friend that was secretly a fae I think that would qualify as a supernatural BINGO, right?

She didn’t point at Maggie directly, so I got the impression she meant that this place was bad. “No, Fionna, it’s no bad,” I assured her with a smile. “There are a lot of other kids here, like you--like me. They’re good. They’ll help you. They’ll teach you to be a strong mage, like me, if you’ll listen to them. Maggie is my friend. You’re my friend. We are friends, so you and Maggie are friends.” Fionna shook her head more violently than she had been before and repeated, “Bad! Bad!”

Her blue eyes were as bright and happy as Marissa’s almost always were, and her lips seemed to smile just as easily. Staring at me from behind her mom, I saw intrigue, excitement and curiosity in her expression. Lowering myself to look into her eyes, I extended my hand to shake hers. “You must be Annie. I’m Layton. It’s very nice to meet you.” “It’s nice to meet you too,” she answered properly, placing her tiny hand in mine. I gave it a gentle shake before holding out the fishing rod to her. “This is for you.” Eyes becoming round and huge, she looked up at Marissa as if asking for permission. Marissa gave her small nod and shot me a smile. I was trying to figure out what was going on when An

"Oh fuck baby! Yes, come on my cock." His breath is ragged as he lets out a groan of utter ecstasy; cuming inside the condom, emptying himself. We lay here, sweaty messes, tangled in each other's arms, completely sated, and still in awe it happened. "That was better than I ever thought it would be, Scarlet." "I know... I just... Wow." "Well, I can officially say that our friendship is ruined in a good way haha! We can never go back, not after what we did."

"Love is a force more powerful than any magic, Luna. It is not merely the bond between two people, but the solidarity of those fighting alongside you. Look around you, at the allies who have stood by your side. That is your strength." Luna's gaze shifted to Elias and Amelia, gratitude and determination filling her heart. She knew what she had to do. She turned to the gathered allies, her voice resolute. "We will fight. We will harness the power of love and ancient magic to defeat Alaric once and for all." The sanctuary buzzed with anticipation as the allies prepared for the final battle. Luna, Elias, and Amelia stood together, their hearts united in purpose. Elysia approached them, a gleam o

Red fire came out from Phoebe and blue from Cyrus. For a moment the twin flames were in contact then the red flame moved to the young man's body at the same time Cyrus' soul moved to Phoebe's body along with the blue flame. The girl's orange colored hair has now turned into black. "Phoebe!!" shouted the old magician and immediately separated Phoebe's body from Cyrus. He mourns the loss of her only child, Phoebe. "Why did you do that!" he said while crying and hugging the girl's lifeless body.

The little girl begged, her big eyes wide in fear, not able to retain her brave pretense for long. Hillary, the leader of the group, leaned close to her and whispered something I couldn't catch from my position at the door, but I had seen enough to know that I had to do something now. I didn't need to close my eyes or do any hand gestures to perform magic. I just needed to imagine what I wanted and summon it into being. I couldn't summon big objects, I'd tried to no avail. So instead, I conjured several tiny gravels over the heads of the clique of mean girls.

In the dust that settles at the end of the world, where the only light is the dimness of the dawn, an endless army fights. Magic against teeth. Magic against flesh. The magic has corrupted the leftovers of souls. In the very same dream, a dream within a dream, two small girls, ponytails swaying to their running forms, they sit cross-legged in the field when tired, climb trees like it's the easiest thing to do. Their parents are nowhere to be seen. But they have no care of going supervised or unsupervised. They both look new at this friendship, tentative smiles, offering each other big pieces of food instead of fighting over one, that'd come but much much later.

Alice exclaimed, her voice a mix of astonishment and confusion as she observed the unfolding scene. "We're mates," I whispered, the revelation dawning on me as our magics intertwined, creating a mate bond unlike any other. The realization came with a wave of energy, the unique magic of the mate bond invigorating both Lavina and me. Lavina's previously pale and sickly complexion began to regain its normal colour, and I couldn't resist caressing her cheeks, feeling an overwhelming sense of connection and relief.