My Little Pony Shining Armor Novels & Stories

As soon as Vance realized his plans were unraveling—and the woman he’d spent four years trying to erase was now inside the pack’s territory he’d treated like his own fortress. He was waiting for the right moment. We basically handed it to him by putting everyone together in one place. I turned from the window. Damien was trying, not very successfully, to get out of bed. “Stay down,” I told him. “Aria—” “Damien,” I said, looking him right in the eye. “You can’t shift. You can barely stand. If you try to get out of that bed, you won’t help anything. You’ll just undo everything Nadia’s worked for all day. Stay down.”

“It is beautiful. What’s it made of? As it doesn't burn, and what does each of the patterns on it represent?” “It is made out of 3 thin woven rings of Zirconium. The blood-red teardrop-shaped ruby held by vampire fangs is to represent the Vampires. The howling wolf, of course, represents us Werewolves and Lycans and the panther represents the Shifters. There were 3 made and from what I understand, all three fit together as one ring, but as the Queens were all friends, they split them and wore one each.” “Wow. Talking about Queen’s hows Rania? Did Malik’s castle get hit when I was taken?”

He had watched the large rounded structure whose smooth and slightly arched surface was emblazoned with concentric circles of black and white right before it shot away from him when what appeared to be glowing slivers of green light grab at it from the other end and it was pulled back, back to where it had come from. Lucas was standing erect several feet from the commander as the shield magnetically reattached itself to his right arm and tiny sparkling sizzles of neon green light could be seen dancing around his arm like electrical sparks. There was a blank shiny piece of metal carefully fixed at the place where the shield had been chipped off (thanks to Sang’s handy work). The other horseme

A figure stepped out from the shadows. Not a guard. It was Lucy. Except this wasn’t the Lucy from school, I will call her Lucy Hunt for clarity, because she is the one with messy ponytails and cheap nail polish. This Lucy Hunt was wearing hunter tech with sleek black armor, glowing lines down the arms, a blade in her hand. Her eyes flicked over us, landing on me. “I told them I’d get you here,” she said and her voice didn’t even shake. “I just didn’t think I’d regret it.”

‎"I know. Now stop crying and get ready. Because tomorrow, we go to war.” ‎

Eriyumilai stood proudly between Blake’s legs. Eriyumilai’s sleek, muscular frame was now clad in matching black armor, intricately designed to complement Blake’s suit. The armor was both elegant and functional, with sharp, angular lines that mirrored the pup’s natural strength and agility. Spikes adorned his shoulders, and the chest plate gleamed with a polished finish, offering protection while enhancing his intimidating presence. The pup’s eyes, still bright with youthful energy, now held a fierce determination, his sharp teeth barely visible beneath the armor that covered his strong, battle-ready jaw.

He runs with Coral for about an hour each week and we all just adore it. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, mate,” Shane said, obviously nervous. I’d never seen him like this, not sure of himself. But really I didn’t blame him, he has no clue what he’s getting himself into. Ben made a motion with his hands for everyone to clear out, yet the two of us didn’t move. Kind of not fair but I don’t care! “Are you … a Shadow? You’re like a mountain,” she finally said, blushing.

Marth looked over at Lourain, feeling quite similar to Lourain. Looking at that, he felt something too. He felt both thankful and a bit bitter. Various feelings surfaced in his heart. The two of them suddenly felt like they were in a melancholic mood. After hesitating for a few seconds, Looney finally summoned up his resolve and walked into the third room. The silver armored fighter had silver armor all around its body. The shiny armor had all sorts of runes on it as well. After stepping into the room, there was suddenly a rumbling behind him. Looney looked back, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Lighter than a whisper, stronger than a mountain's heart. It will protect you." I had never seen anything so beautiful. The armor seemed to drink the light, shimmering with a soft, internal luminescence. Bhaera's own armor was similar, though hers was accented with the deep blues of twilight. I took the proffered set, the metal cool and impossibly light in my hands. A real smile, bright and unforced, finally broke across my face. "I'll go get this on," I said. "We will see you soon, My Queen," she replied with a graceful dip of her head, before turning and flowing back towards the main encampment.

She saw a large, silver chest, its surface etched with the symbol of a wolf howling at a crescent moon. She opened it and found a suit of armor made of a strange, lightweight metal that shimmered like moonlight. It was the ceremonial armor of the Silverback Guardians. She put it on, the metal molding to her body as if it were a second skin. It felt light as silk but strong as diamond. She took the silver blades and holstered them, feeling the weight of her history supporting her. She looked at herself in the reflection of the obsidian table. She didn't see the girl in the Porsche anymore. She saw a leader.