My Little Pony Princess Gold Lily Novels & Stories

It was so quick that I almost didn’t see it – one moment, she was wearing her emotions on her sleeve, the next she was an impenetrable wall. “So, do you know?” I face her. “Do I know what?” She rummages in her bag and pulls out a gold-cased phone – it’s the latest Iphone, I notice. In fact – I scour Lily – she’s got the look of a rich kid. While not flashy, her uniform is ironed, her shoes are undoubtedly expensive, and the earrings in her ears... I lean closer... are diamonds. Lily is rich. But why is she not with those idiots?

Lily’s eyes turn gold as Hera, her wolf, pushes forward. “What do you smell, Qadira?” Hera asks. “I don’t know,” she answers, still sniffing the air. As the scent gets closer, I pull Tanya toward me, not sure what to expect in this magical land. It doesn’t feel threatening, but since I’m not familiar with the scent, I’m not taking any chances. “GoldMoon,” Hera purrs and the gold in Lily’s eyes fades. Lily steps forward as the largest deer I’ve ever seen in my life steps out of the forest. She has a huge rack of antlers, larger than any deer in the human world and they look like they’re made of gold.

Luna now donned an elegant sleeveless purple and white short dress, and the whole outfit was covered in gold ornamental trim and designs. Luna's lavender and pale blonde streaked hair was straightened and fashioned in a high-wrapped ponytail that swept the ground, held in place by a silver and purple crystal butterfly pinned on the side. Gold star earrings dangled from her ears as upon Luna's forehead glowed the mark of a lavender crescent moon. "Did she just transform?!" "What just happened? I never heard of the Princess of Lunaris being a Mystical Bearer?!" "That can't be true as those with magic can not bond with Mysticals! So is it some rare magical item?"

Nezeira, “Ok then, there should be no problem. Let’s go get you some food.” Nezeira drove the superbike with Lily and stopped at a small roadside stall and bought a few burgers and water. They sat on a bench and Lily gobbled up two burgers as she was famished for days. After slowing down a bit she, spoke, “Ermmmm, if you don’t mind can I ask you something?” Nezeira, “Ask.” Lily, “He called you Princess. Why?” Nezeira, was startled a little, sighing she said, “Because I am the Princess….of Vladmore.”

“Do you, King Bill Evans, accept to step down from the title as the Lycan King and appoint Princess Olivia Evans as the new queen?” He asked, looking at dad with a small smile on his face. “I do.” Dad happily replied. “Do you, Princess Olivia Evan, accept the title of the Lycan Queen of the Royal Moon Kingdom?” He questioned, looking at me now with a very serious expression. Taking a deep breath, I replied. “I do.” This might not be the way I had wanted things to happen but I couldn’t change it now. If this puts my father at ease, then so be it.

I can’t lose focus; I won’t let myself be swept away by the warmth of this moment. It feels strange to be bathed and dressed by young maids who bustle in, their cheeks flushed with excitement at my return. But I guess this is how it is to be a lycan princess. After the bath, they dress me in a gown of deep emerald silk, the fabric flowing around me like water, a stark reminder of the life I was meant to have. They style my hair, brushing it until it shines like spun gold, and for a brief moment, I catch my reflection in a mirror. The girl staring back at me is beautiful, but she feels like a stranger. I am no longer Dust, wolfless nobody, I am Aloria, the lost princess, but I am also a Luna

What does a hot diva like me do with all these heels when this mirage is over? I didn’t linger on it. Not today. “Okay, sparklebug,” Lily’s voice cut into my thoughts. She stood in the doorway, holding two iced coffees. “You ready to blind the whole office or what?” I spun dramatically, grinning. “Always, darling! The streets ain’t safe when I’m dressed like a literal emerald goddess.” Lily laughed, but… it wasn't the same. There was a flicker of something behind those black eyes. She seemed… smaller today. Like part of her light had been snuffed out.

Scarlet suddenly walked up and tugged on Lily’s sleeve. "Are you a real princess?" she asked. Lily looked down and smiled, as she stroked Scarlet's hair. "No, my love," she said. "But I bet you are.” Scarlet’s eyes opened wide, and she giggled, as she looked embarrassed. "No I'm not," she said. Caitlin looked down at Scarlet with all the seriousness she could muster, and said, "Yes you are, Scarlet. Don't ever forget that.” Scarlet stared back at her, wide-eyed, and slowly, Caitlin saw her fill with pride. Caitlin took her hand, and held it as they walked.

Lily inspected them with a critical eye before sighing dramatically, the sound so much like Sienna’s that it made my chest tighten. Next came the hair. She insisted on wearing the pink clips Sienna had bought her over the weekend, but after ten minutes of searching every drawer and surface, they remained missing. “They’re the special ones,” Lily explained, her voice wobbling. “Miss Sienna said they make me look like a princess.” I sat her on a stool and attempted a braid myself, my large fingers fumbling with the fine strands. The result looked nothing like the neat, whimsical styles Sienna created—more like a lopsided bird’s nest.

Then I noticed her black bodycon dress with heavy jewelry and smoky makeup probably to snatch attention of that weird future Alpha. “And why did you decorate yourself like a Christmas tree?” I asked with narrowed eyes, “To grab his attention, Duhh!” she replied shamelessly. Honesty is in her Blood! “Okay. Whatever. Let’s go down” I said in a casual tone while taking her hand. But she removed my hand immediately. “Not with you, princess of Agrabah! You are stealing my limelight. I will go first and then you will follow. Am I clear?” asked Lily in b*tchy tone while keeping some distance from me.