My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic One Bad Apple Novels & Stories

All he was doing right now was rubbing my poor background on my face and interrogating me. "You didn't wanna see me ever again? You so badly wanted to forget the kiss? I don't think it was that horrible. You see, I've been told what a great kisser I am." My eyes harbored tears I so badly didn't want to spill. His cocky words were tugging at my pride, making me feel like trash. He seemed like the kind of bastard who fed off humiliating girls. Like those two girls who were losing their minds over him. I wasn't the kind of girl who would stay silent and watch him trample my emotions. But reacting would be worse. He's, after all, Alpha Ash Gunner. The Bad boy of the school. I should just avoid h

“You betrayed me. I’ve always been in love with Seraphim, but you lied to me about being the bad Alpha when it was you who started the whole thing. How could you like my best friend and not the other one? You disgusting jerk. I hate you.’ Seraphina took a red apple and smashed it on the Alpha’s expression… She grimaced. “Serves you right.’ “You are Damon.’ I uttered in a daze. “Woah! Who told you my name?’ I held the apple and smashed it in his face. “Ahhhh.” he screamed in pain as I jumped out of the bed, dashed out of the room and ran downstairs only to see my seven mates in a deep conversation. I barged the glass door open as it broke into pieces and I saw two girls sitting beside them. W

Hansel clasped his mother’s wrist with both hands, “Mr Oakwood is right! The Alpha just wants to apologise. He’s your friend. And Miss Giselle said that friends say sorry when they’ve crossed the line. Am I right, Mr Black?” This little brat. The SilverScent Alpha was well-known for his calm composure and sharp, agile mind. And his mini-me seemed to have inherited the good genes. Those tender eyes were like the glass of a kaleidoscope, filled with mystery and mischief. “Yes.” I tucked both hands into my pants to show that I don’t give a shit anymore. “That’s all it is: an apology. Bill it to my name.” And I left, not looking back. Because if I did, and should I see them all over each other,

“You know what I mean.” “No, no — I like it,” I teased, leaning into him. “Big bad Alpha King wants to be my boyfriend.” “Only if you’ll have me,” he said, his voice quieter now. “No pack pressure. No titles. Just me.” My heart did something ridiculous, flipping over itself in my chest. For all his arrogance, his intensity, and his protective streak, this was the side of Tristan that always caught me off guard — the one willing to meet me halfway.

Penny suddenly remarked, "Because most times, they are wrong about you." Though she didn't mention mom specifically, I knew exactly what she was talking about but she was risking being disrespectful to the Luna, so she put her words in a disguised way. "Thank you." I whispered smiling at her, she was the first girl my age who'd actually been nice to me. "Don't thank me, why don't you give me something else in return?" I tilted my head, looking quite worried, even though I was the alpha's daughter, I didn't really have much. So I suddenly felt scared about what to give her in return.

Little Apple said helplessly. "Those girls are really going all out." Little Alice snorted coldly. "Do you like any one of them?" Little Alice asked. "No." Little Apple shook his head decisively. He didn't even look at them. From the bottom of his heart, he hated those people. "You can leave this matter to me, Okay?" Little Alice said with a smile. "How to solve it?" Little Apple asked, frowning. Little Alice giggled and then took the arm of Little Apple. "In order to let those people lose interest, I'll let you take advantage of me. You just need to take me around the campus." Little Alice said with a smile.

She glanced down to see slender fingers grab a hold of her hand that held the red apple. "You've granted my wish," He was speaking to the Chief. "You brought me a Myriad bursting with spirituality?" "A good friend of mine says her magical potential is an endless abyss." The Chief responded. His fingers had forcefully interlocked with hers. "Albeit this Myriad is useless at the moment she can be cultivated." He spoke so low, that her heart began to pound. Slowly her hand was being lifted by him. And her eyes watched as he brought the Apple to his lips that were contending with the Apple's color and dug his teeth into it. Biting a bunch from it.

Besides, if magic was real, why couldn't this guy be a psychic? 'And maybe I'll grow a tail and swim away,' she thought dreamily. 'If only.' She felt her smile grow wider with every step Damien took in her direction. When he stopped in front of her and took the leash from Psychic Boy, Damien looked at her like she'd gone crazy. "I don't remember you ever smiling this much," he commented. He had a point. "Uh, well, you make me happy," Belle explained. "The spell has turned her into your dog," Psychic Boy offered an alternative theory. "If she had a tail it would be wagging. She whines all day when you're gone. Obeys your every command."

I turned on N*****x on the TV, through my phone and we watched about two episodes of Friends when the pizza was down to its last slice. “Fuck, I missed this,” Henri groaned, patting his stomach in satisfaction. “You should have a taste of the food they serve in that miserable cell. It was horrible, slop,” My nose crinkled in disgust, and I pushed the last slice to him, to which he ate gratefully. “So, any word from Venom yet?” I inquired, watching as he paused mid-bite, retrieving his phone from his pocket. After a quick scan, he shook his head. “Nothing. Not a peep.”

She stepped forward, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, and laughed a loud, screeching sound that echoed across the courtyard. "An Alpha?" Claire shouted, making sure every student leaning out of the library windows heard her. "He’s no Alpha! You want to talk about what I have to offer, Derek? Let's talk about what *you* offer. Because for six months, I had to lie to protect your pathetic ego. You want a real Princess, but you can’t even handle a regular wolf! He has a tiny dick, everyone! And he lasts three minutes on a good day if he doesn't burst into tears first!" The courtyard erupted.