My Little Pony Shining Armor Novels & Stories

It had a somewhat aquiline shape to it where its left and right sides were flat and angled towards the front. The top curved downwards on each side, which made the front drop down to a beak-like point in front of her chin. It somewhat resembled the end of a hawk’s bill, and was in its own way menacing as hell. Right where her eyes would be, a wide, flat V began to glow a pale lavender. And as it lit up, other sections of her armor followed suit, and thin lines of lavender came on. As though power now flowed throughout it.

“Do it! Burn these chains!” Faye lifted our daughter higher. The Lunaris echo surged. Silver light burst from the baby and flowed into Elara’s moonstone. The combined power created bright flashes that burned the nearest shadow chains into nothing. Thorn staggered back one step, hissing in pain as the silver light scorched his dark armor. “You think your light can stop me?” Thorn snarled. “I carry Nyra’s full power now. I am the shadow!”

Boom. Boom. Boom. The rhythm shook the valley floor. Then the army emerged from the darkness. Luna’s breath caught in her throat. Warriors in silver armor marched in perfect formation. Their shields were engraved with symbols of stars and moons. Massive banners waved in the wind. The banner showed a blazing star surrounded by twenty small moons. Luna’s heart skipped. “That symbol…” Rowan, who had just arrived on the wall, whispered in awe. “The Kingdom of Solaryn.”

"That is where Aidan moved the primary lab. It is the only building with a dedicated power grid and independent oxygen scrubbers." Sora adjusted the grip on his knife. He could see them. At least twenty tactical officers in full Corvin gear. They weren't just guards. They were wearing specialized silver-mesh armor designed to reflect Shifter attacks. He felt the frequency in his blood surge, humming against the back of his neck where Vardan had burned the tracker. The scar was tight, pulling at his skin, a constant reminder of the parasite that had lived inside him. "The armor they wear has a weakness," Vardan said, his voice a low rumble beside Sora’s ear. "The joints at the neck and the ba

ARAH The creature that burst from her palm hit the floor with a heavy thud. It was a towering thing, plated in segmented, iridescent armor that glimmered faintly like oil on water. Steam hissed from its blue shell where her blood still clung. Behind it, a spiked tail swept around, smashing into vases and forcing her to jump back to avoid being hit.

Kydence hated being looked at like a weakling, she promised herself that she wouldn’t depend on anyone, not even her mate, to protect her. When she and her brothers turned sixteen not only were they able to find their mate, but they also discovered that they are Shadow Guards. Shadow Guards are Elite Warriors blessed by the Moon Goddess to protect all her children from evil in the supernatural and human realms. Her uncle and father already knew that the triplets were blessed by the Moon Goddess, all her warriors bored a small moon shaped birthmark that could only be seen by the Alpha and Beta of the Shadow Guards. Only the Alpha, Beta and Gamma knew the true identity of the Shadow Guards. To

“Stay behind me!” But it was already too late. The air cracked open, and Aaron appeared. He stood on the far side of the shard, dressed in black armor that gleamed like obsidian. His crimson eyes locked onto mine, and the corner of his mouth curved in a cold smile. “Little flame,” he said softly. “You found my heart.” The ground trembled. The shard pulsed brighter, answering his presence. I forced myself to stand tall. “It’s not your heart. It’s a weapon—and I’m here to end it.”

The one who spoke was a muscular and fierce-looking warrior with a long scar running down the left side of his face. He wore a dark suit of armor engraved with strange glowing symbols and mysterious patterns. At first, I didn’t understand why so many people stared at him with excitement, jealousy, and admiration. But from the crowd’s whispers and Linda’s explanations, I finally learned something shocking. The armor was enchanted. Apparently, this world possessed enchanted weapons and objects capable of carrying magical abilities and supernatural powers useful during battle. From the crowd’s murmurs and Linda’s patient explanations, I discovered that enchanted materials were divided into diff

Vale moved in front of Lyra without hesitation, Ronan flanking her left side, Cassian her right, Malachai behind. “I hate that this formation makes sense,” Cassian muttered. Vale’s voice vibred low. “Silence.” The storm pulled itself inward, folding, compressing— until a figure stepped out. A tall silhouette in armor carved from pale bone. Antlers curled from its helm like sharpened branches, each one inscribed with lines of ancient script. The armor was not dead material—it breathed, faint flashes of silver and red pulsing under its surface like veins. And the air around it…

So I left it, settling on exploring my new home instead. Today I found myself in a cosy study, still a considerably large room, but smaller than most that I had come across. It reminded me of Lilith’s living room, dark red wood seemed to domineer the room in here. A large inglenook fireplace flanked by a large suit of armour on each side. Over the mantel was a battered shield that had seen better days and two swords, mostly likely longer that I was, crossed at the back of it. A coat of arms could be made out under the battered metal, to me in looked like a half goat half man creature, holding a large raven in one hand and a snake in the other. I assumed it must belong to the Caine family.