Novel & Cerita My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic One Bad Apple

she apologized. "I forgive you, Apple," I said, softly. I already told Amy that Apple was going to apologize, which is why she didn’t invest time in knowing who among Callista’s friends pushed me into the pool—or maybe it slipped her mind because she’s with Callista. "Really? You forgive me? No more grudges?" she asked like my forgiveness was the only key to her surviving a zombie attack. I slowly nodded my head. Apple shrieked and lunged on me, nearly smearing her makeup on my dress.

“I need a break. A nap. A man. A new life.” Mr. Yellow, the sassiest parole officer in the shape of a rabbit I’d ever met, gave me side-eye from atop the bookshelf. “What you need is deodorant and a personality cleanse.” “Keep talking, Bugs, and you’ll be stew.” He gasped. “Cursed and cannibalistic? You really are the full apocalyptic package.” I flung an apple at him. The apple missed and hit the wall, letting out a tiny "oof." Because yes—even the apples talked here.

It hurt her pride all over again that she had been rejected and told clearly that there was never going to be a chance that she would ever be accepted and acknowledged. “The only thing that I can tell you is that the girl is definitely not going to be the next Luna, and that everyone is really just assuming I'm blowing things out of proportion. The only reason she spent the entire night beside the Alpha is because she was helping him out, and she works directly under him. There is nothing else to eat and people really need to stop being so dramatic,” Lydia answered boredly.

Really good. “You make things feel less heavy,” I admitted. “Because things shouldn’t be that heavy. Not all the time,” she said gently. “Sometimes you just need a best friend, a little popcorn, and a plan to knock some sense into a certain playboy alpha.” “You mean punch him?” “Oh, absolutely. Right in the feelings.” We both giggled. “Thanks, Ash,” I said softly. “Anytime, Zari. Seriously. If you ever need to disappear for a few days, I’ve got a tent and zero adult supervision.”

"Do you have any idea what the last five years have been like for me? I didn't buy a single new piece of clothing. I never ate out at a restaurant. How many more five-year stretches like that do I have?" I saw a flicker of hesitation in her eyes. Kaden immediately picked up a dish from the table and handed it to me. "Xavier, let's just eat first and talk this out. Tell you what—consider this house a loan from you to me. I'll pay you back after the wedding." I swung my hand. The plate hit the floor. Food scattered everywhere. Kaden put on a hurt face. "Xavier, even if you don't want to do it, you don't have to take it out on the food. Mom worked so hard making this for you."

Her body stiffens as I explain her collapse in the elevator and Hazel’s brief breakdown of what is happening to her and the solution. “Apple,” I rub her arms, trying to get her to relax again. “Talk to me Apple, I’m still here.” “What are we going to do, Sly,” she moans. “We can’t have a baby.” Apple peeks around her hands, and as she looks up at me with her lavender eyes my breath catches. I see a brief glimpse in my mind of a little girl with long black hair and my mate's beautiful violet eyes. A witch who is also an Alpha-level female. Deadly, powerful, and ours.

She was very well-spoken for her age and very tall, too. “I'm sorry he scared you like that,” I said to both of them, in the same small voice. They both nodded and huddled against the mother. I looked up to find Amanda staring at me with a weird look on her face. I didn't think about what the look could mean and instead looked down at the alpha lying on the ground. A bitter taste filled my mouth. Our fragile alliance was already gone. My heart was filled with dread as the possibility of what could happen came to my mind.

An Alpha. Finally free.

My whole stupid heart. Tangled in our white sheets with Priya. Priya. My best friend since childhood. Priya, who had cried at our mating ceremony ruining her makeup. We had laughed about it for years afterward. Priya, whose number was still saved in my phone as "My Person.” They didn't hear me at first.

My best friend is a nine tailed fox. He sneaks out at night and turns into some creature with nine tails. It’s a secret, nobody knows but me; his best friend; Joan. Shhhh, don’t tell anyone. “Seriously?” Joan jumped, her pen falling off in the process. King laughed loudly, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he laughed. He had spoken very close to her ear. She sighed, picking up the fallen pen and turning back to her writing.