My Little Pony: Next Generation Novels & Stories

The little girl was probably only six; what kind of class did we interrupt? “Oh, yes, we will meet again next week and continue. Go on and go play.” Mena ruffled the girl’s hair, and all of the pups took off, shouting goodbyes as they ran off. “Come on, let’s head home.” Nisha locked arms with her mom and started to lead the way.

It is located in the furthermost back portion of the castle, the interior virtually a large marble cavern with ceilings that open up to the skies. In the dead of night, through a series of unused passageways cloaked in Brendan’s shadows, they move the dragons, one at a time. Now, on all fours, both Perseus and Orion have reached a size such that they exceed even Brendan’s height by several inches and are several times as wide with their wings folded in. Orion is slimmer than Perseus and more agile, too, from the looks of it, with narrow spikes that frame her delicate face that, oddly, convey a sense of graceful menace.

Of course I blush ten shades of red and Liam just laughs hysterically but eventually they untie it. I had already met most of the pack already but now I am officially their Luna. I have a direct link to them should they need me. We spend the night dancing, eating, and laughing. I finally sit down, putting my feet up on a chair and watch as some of the kids dance.

The questions swirled in my mind, a cascade of uncertainty. Vance, still holding me, observed the internal struggle etched across my face. "It's okay," he reassured, sensing the turmoil within. "We'll figure this out together, no matter who you are." As I gazed at the mirror, the truth echoed within me—I was Nadia, reborn with memories that transcended a single lifetime. "No we would not," I stayed as I looked at him. "We would not because I am not Iris. I am not your mate"

" I smiled foolishly by his side. We walked into the main restaurant. It was big and beautiful. It was designed with blue light all around. The room itself was dark. You could only see the lights shining brightly in the dark. I loved it so much. Blue was my favourite colour. I was so happy. He suddenly stopped walking with me, letting go of my hip. I stopped walking and turned back. He was just standing, looking at me. I was confused. "Zack, what's going on," I asked.

At last, he was getting part of the things he’d always wanted. And the defeated look on Orson’s face fed his ego and boosted his confidence. “I want to make Freya my Luna,” he announced with a broad grin, news that left Elena gasping and Orson brawling. “She’s all I ever wanted and this is all I’ve always wanted— to crown her as my Luna.” “No, you can’t do that,” Elena disagreed with a nod, walking towards Freya to dissuade her. “Freya dear, please don’t do this, it’s wrong, stop this.”

Angel POV. This morning's announcements were crazy, they are crazy, I don't believe there are vampires, but I'm not going out to check, I'm not going to go around asking, who would I talk to? Years later the nuclear war was still causing trouble all over, it got some people to go insane, they thought they were vampires, what's coming next? Werewolves and fairies? If we get to choose, I'm going to be a fairy for sure, I'll be Tinkerbell really, I'd fly around and sing forever young.

I had to find a way to pay her back for that. And the opportunity came sooner than I expected. The next day, Joe and Lesley invited me to join them for a horror movie night. Tess mentioned she'd had a long day and just wanted to head to bed early, so she showered and went straight to the bedroom. That left just the three of us for the movie. Initially, Joe sat in the middle, but within minutes, he decided the seat at the end was "more interesting" and swapped spots with Lesley. As the horror scenes unfolded with eerie music and suspenseful moments, I found myself intensely focused on the screen, trying to anticipate the next scare. Suddenly, I felt a gentle hand on my leg, tracing soft circl

‘We have to. I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. This is it - the moment I might die. I’ve always been a weak Omega, but now it’s time to step up as the Luna of my new pack. Time to be something...more. I take a deep, sticky breath and unsheathe my claws, my tail lashing back and forth behind me. Liam and I move in tandem, circling the zombie-dragon, each waiting for the other to make the first move.