Pony Midnight Sparkle Novels & Stories

Black as midnight. A phantom.

She has read that book too? Midnight was a character from one of his first books. The book was about a young man, who because of being possessed by demons, would go on a killing spree every midnight, the sight and scent of the blood being the only salvation from the mental and physical pain these demons brought him. That fucker was a total psycho. Jake felt wronged. Why should she call him that? Does Ryder think of him as a psycho? Yet, upon noticing Ryder beaming proudly like a little child, he didn't have the heart to refuse. "Why not."

Thanatos means death, death means freedom. The red velvet backless elegant dress that Silas gave me is the dress that Silas insisted I wear for my birthday. Too much for a day before my eighteenth birthday. He insisted that it's way cooler to celebrate my birthday before the clock strikes twelve. I'm speechless and lost. I wanted to be vigilant, but he remain relaxed. Silas also gave me an elegant red mask, enough for me to hide my face and to realize what tricks he was pulling. My blonde hair is curled up to my waist and light makeup was put on my face.

The latter return a grimace and spoke, "Game over." "IS THAT—," I paused with an awed expression. "Is that a flying horse? I mean— a pegasus?" A chuckle from Yvonne and the long-haired guy, Exi, responded. Yvonne looked up to where I am staring amazed at. "You think?" My head nodded automatically, without effort, while my eyes are still locked at the three flying horses above the carriage we're into. They were all shaded in rusty orange, pale yellow, and white skin, along with their shiny pointed horns that glow when meets with the ray of sun.

Happy gently patted the back of her hand with her forepaw. "Wow, it is magnificent." Sunshine let go of Happy and appreciated the surroundings. The totem light as the glowing crystal in the middle of the huge black void , It illuminated as a Phoenix’s image but deep red without dazzling feeling. While she was fascinated by it, the totem began to shake; soon it broke into pieces in an instant; and then the pieces were flying throughout the void. There were fragments floating everywhere and changing from time to time, as the sky was full of stars dancing and twinkling.

Pegasus didn't react, he kept eating the grass and keeping to himself. As we walked around to gather the equipment, Caspian took out his phone and dialed a quick number. “Sam, bring Midnight out, will you?” Confused, I glanced at him. “Midnight?” “It’s the name of my horse,” Caspian replied, his voice almost soft with pride. “My black and strong baby.” Just then, Sam emerged with the horse—a magnificent black stallion with a glossy coat, mane flowing like silk as she trotted out. Midnight neighed the moment she spotted Caspian, her ears perked up, and her entire demeanor shifted as though she’d found an old friend.

I answered. “I would use that ability and pay close attention to her scent. Since she is a dark angel, it is possible that your pup could be a rare metallic angel. It is written that the only other two documented dark angels gave birth to children that bore powers associated with metals. One was said to have wings that were golden in color and that the child was able to control all things made from gold. The other child was said to have wings that were dark grey but then faded to silver at the tips. This child could control multiple different metals.” Eivor explained.

Luna begged her twin sister. Mara shook her head and opened her palm "I was injured while fighting him. They will follow us no matter what we do running. So run away Luna. At least one of us will survive. "This is not the time for that! We have to run while there is still time" Luna was wailing and begging but Mara was ready to sacrifice herself. They are being chased by an unusual person. And Mara was aware of it. No matter what they do running it will find and find them. Because the blood flowing through their bodies is phoenix blood.

Tanya considered the cost to be money well spent, because it allowed her to indulge her favorite fetish with Peter under her, and she always became so aroused, the sex after her ride was as fabulous for her as it was for him. She stroked his side again as she selected the first piece of ponyboy equipment he would be wearing. That was a bridle made of chrome and polished black leather, and she picked it up and carefully slipped it over his head, making sure the connected straps that made up the piece of tack were straight and perfectly positioned. The upper strip of shiny leather went around his forehead, and Dobbin stood patiently as his mistress tightened the buckle on that one. Short strap

“Do you know what else?” “What?” I snap. “They all worked for me.” I pause for a second, sucking in a breath. “They tricked him.” He nods. “And he fell for it. Once the spell was cast, sure he became a beast in battle, but it has haunted him for the rest of his life. Not only that, but they tied it to me because they needed an anchor that would live for all times and ensure you two kept coming back. Now, do you understand?” I softly laugh under my breath. “And let me guess. This all took place at midnight and that is why midnight is significant.”