My Little Pony Midnight Sparkle Novels & Stories

“Wipe that look off your face, little dove. We just demolished a carnival for you, and we did it without hurting anyone.” I swatted him away, “Quit touching me.” “I’d rather die.” “That’s exactly what’s going to happen if we don’t break the spell Kimberly’s placed on you,” Ryker snapped. “You’ll die. She’ll hold your life over my head until she holds the title of Luna and has our pups to secure her place in the pack. Is that what you want? Do you want her in our lives forever?” I barely managed to swallow back a snarl. We passed several more vacant booths when finally the main gates came into view. The arch above the turnstiles had red and white flashing lights spaced in a checkerboard patte

“I already regret dating a man who thinks body spray counts as hygiene.” Then she slammed the door in his face. Silence filled the apartment. For the first time that night, the anger faded enough for embarrassment to settle in. Two entire years wasted on a man dumb enough to destroy his relationship over cheap wine and bad choices. Her phone buzzed suddenly. Unknown Number. Winona frowned before opening the message. [Congratulations, Winona Hart.] [You have been selected for The Midnight Project, an exclusive immersive reality experience for rising creators.] Another message followed immediately.

Every call ended with the same cold automated message: "The number you have dialed is powered off." Rather than searching with Marcel, Delilah returned home alone. Every corner of the house was filled with traces of Cedric. Model cars lined the shelves, watches sat neatly arranged across his desk, and plush toys rested obediently on the floor. "When I'm not home, let these little guys keep you company. Then you won't be afraid of the dark." His playful voice seemed to linger in her ears, as though he had never left. An overwhelming wave of guilt crashed over her.

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint

The pain still reminds me that it's a bit fair compared to the first night, and it's thanks to Shawn “So I’m… what? Shawn's lineage too, in her eyes?” my voice cracks. “Does that make me part of the pact now?” “It makes you a living bridge. The Moon cuts, yes. But tonight she also heals, just enough. Because the peace child turned you, and the Moon keeps Her word.” She lifts the bowl again, offering it to me. “Drink. Let the comfort settle deeper. The heat will still come, but it will never own you completely. Not while Shawn walks this earth.”

My fantasy had become reality, and I'm sure it's a storm neither of us will ever forget. We grabbed an ice cream. We went back home. He was feeling cold so I wrapped him in a blanket and He was pulling me closer "This was the wildest night I ever had. I didn't know you could be like that." "Shut Up now. You are not feeling well. Sleep now." I was trying to hide my shyness..he kissed my forehead. "You are awesome you know that. Right??" "Yeah."

I sat up, blinking sleep away, and frowned at the noise. Scratch. Scratch. Click click. Like claws. Tiny claws. I wrapped my blanket around my shoulders and opened the bedroom door. The spark stood in the hallway. Except it was not floating anymore. It had legs. Six tiny shimmering legs made of crystalline frost that clicked softly against the wooden floor. A small glowing body pulsed at the center, flickering white and blue like a miniature lantern. Two little sparks above its head flashed like impatient eyebrows. I stared. It stared back.

He beamed excitedly. Maverick was squatting to his level, and Kai remained sitting on the chair as he kept waving his hands in the air and clapping occasionally. “Once was a little pony born in a cold and dark place with no light, the pony grew so dark and darker each day, yet sad and sadder, until it saw a tiny speck of light that flew to him, it picked it up to see it was really wonderful, beautiful, an entirely different existence from him, he wanted more, and having had one, it started gathering the rest, they came his way and he collect them until it becomes a bright light, taking away the sadness and darkness of the little pony again.”

Clutching her unicorn, she said in her babyish voice, "Mommy, I want to give my unicorn to Liam. Can we go to his house now?" Michelle feigned surprise, asking in a slightly exaggerated tone, "You're giving your unicorn to Liam? Then you won't have your unicorn to sleep with?" Lizzy was visibly distressed by this. The thought of not having her unicorn to cuddle at bedtime was saddening. But for the sake of Liam's comfort, she firmly stated, "Yes! Lizzy's not afraid of the dark anymore. I can give my unicorn to Liam." Then, trying to negotiate a new sleeping arrangement, she added, "If I don't have my unicorn to sleep with, can mommy sleep with me instead?"

Elektra hugged Avyanna fiercely and sobbed into her hair. “ That was a terrible one”. “Elektra, I'm fine. Those demons will never mess with me again. They have tasted a few of my flames and I don't think coming back will be in their dictionary.” Time flew, and it was already 7. p.m. The girls began to do their make-up. Avyanna decided that tonight Midnight would shimmer like stars in the sky. She applied delicately mild makeup on her face. Avyanna decorated her eyelids with silver and glossed up her lips. It gave her an angelic look. Her gray eyes stood out and plump pink lips bubbled and shimmered.