My Little Pony Midnight Sparkle Novels & Stories

Pegasus didn't react, he kept eating the grass and keeping to himself. As we walked around to gather the equipment, Caspian took out his phone and dialed a quick number. “Sam, bring Midnight out, will you?” Confused, I glanced at him. “Midnight?” “It’s the name of my horse,” Caspian replied, his voice almost soft with pride. “My black and strong baby.” Just then, Sam emerged with the horse—a magnificent black stallion with a glossy coat, mane flowing like silk as she trotted out. Midnight neighed the moment she spotted Caspian, her ears perked up, and her entire demeanor shifted as though she’d found an old friend.

That little fucker is dead when I find him. “My dark princess why are you after my cousin's gamma?” Ruari asked. “Because that little fucktard came out of now where throwing a fucking water ballon which hit me. The water inside must have been melted snow because it as fucking freezing. I used my powers to dry myself off, but he is a dead fucking bastard when I catch him.” I hissed.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

I said quietly. Everyone stopped and turned to look at me. “What?” Xavier’s hand found mine again. I pointed toward the window, the forest beyond. Where the trees were swaying. And it wasn’t just from the wind. “How many are thry?” Falcon had her phone out. Already calling for backup. My father’s voice was barely a whisper. “All of them.” The lights went out completely. And in the darkness, I heard a voice, multiple voices speaking as one. “Little moon child. We’ve been searching for you.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

at the latest, but I stayed up too late last night finishing the final edits for my most recent video for my YouTube channel, Hunting for Midnight. Hunting for Midnight is a dream come true for me. The channel focuses on traveling the country where I document, interview people, search for, and record paranormal experiences and events. I investigate whether there is real paranormal activity occurring or if the disturbances are actually caused by natural events and circumstances. As of to date, I have yet to uncover single true evidence-based paranormal event. For the last four years I’ve spent investigating and documenting suspected paranormal events, there’s always logical and scientific evi

Hold Mara, hold the pack. Lila darted among the pups, her sling tucked in her belt, chestnut ponytail bouncing as she corrected their stances. Her hazel eyes sparkled, wiry frame buzzing with energy as she clapped for a pup’s clean dodge. “That’s it, Kael! Keep those feet moving!” Her optimism lit the yard, a beacon against the looming eclipse, but her hands trembled slightly, fear buried under cheer. Spark, her wolf, yipped, small and vibrant, tail a blur. They’re growing, Lila! Keep shining, keep pushing!

Zion followed my lead and took a seat right next to me. Before he could say anything, midnight started jumping around now excited for some reason. Then the door was pushed opened. “Daddy, I…” she came in and I stood. “Mate!” midnight said, and I stood angered by his words. “Oh, dear Goddess, mate! You are my mate!”

She'd become accustomed to the cracks, treated them like weather patterns. "Probably. But we'll deal with it like we always do. Together." The party was smaller this year, limited to close pack members. Too risky to have large gatherings when reality might split open at any moment. But Luna didn't seem to mind. She was happy playing with Marcus and a few pup friends. "Make a wish," Dante said as Luna leaned over her cake, four candles flickering. Luna closed her eyes, concentrating hard. Then she blew out all the candles in one breath. When she opened her eyes, they were glowing slightly, both colors swirling together.

I manage to fall asleep and thank Goddess, by the time I wake up, he’s not on the bed. I spend the day with Nic who gives me spells to know the different pack histories in England. “So now that Crystal Pack is gone, we have Emerald, black moon and Sage as other strongest.” “So I will do my best to charm them,” my tone is sarcastic. “Okay enough of learning and studying, it’s time to prepare yourself for the gala, you’re a Luna for goodess sake!” Andrea claps. She knows I hate all this girly stuff but she just rolls her eyes when she leads me to the mansion Spa.

“What, so it just grew overnight?” “Yes,” he said, his voice unwavering. “It’s called the Magic Bloom. It’s older than any living creature in Velgrath. It only revives in the presence of a true Luna, one with ancient power in her blood, and that hasn't happened for long. When you returned, I noticed the first buds begin to bloom.” “Wow,” I whispered, gazing up at the Sakura blossoms above us. “That’s… unbelievable.” Azrik leaned forward slightly, his voice dipping low again. “You might start to notice changes, Nessa, around you, within you. My mark will begin its work, and with the baby you’re carrying, everything will begin to shift.”