Spike X Fluttershy Novels & Stories

Without delay, he shortened his speech and within moments, declared his acceptance: “I, Emory Saint, accept the role of Alpha of the Fire Stone Pack. I will guard it with my life and ensure peace and harmony for all who are part of or accepted into this pack.” As he spoke, a strange tingling coursed through my body. Sparks of electricity seemed to ignite within me, and my eyes turned a brighter, more piercing blue. Angora rushed onto the podium, standing directly in front of me as my eyes slowly returned to normal. We didn’t want the pack to see what was happening just yet—we needed to understand why Matthias had kept this secret all these years.

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said Arima. "Thanks Arima" I said with a smile, suddenly they heard of bushes being moved "who's there!?" I said with a protective tone. The voice was I heard was layered and soft "Inkcanius are you there its Queen Hivemind" she said her voices are a fusion of Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Applejack, Spike the Dragon, Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, Queen Chrysalis and her entire changeling hive. Queen Hivemind sees me with my crew "Inkcanius you're okay, Master Toby is on his way, he just turned his back on Corona" said Queen Hivemind. "I see that's good to see but we forgot that Toby_Art your master he's an adult artist" said Sonic "I know you don't like

“Why is that, Luna? Why would I do that?” “Do you really want to know?” He sighed. Hesitated. Then he said, “I don’t know. Do I?” I took his hand again. “Seth, listen to me. Sparkles has a demon attached to her. Or perhaps she’s attached to it; I’m not really sure at this point in time. But either way, they’re together. Sparkles was mean to begin with, but now she is crueler and has a depth that would have seemed impossible before.”

It's official; I've lost my fucking mind. "Let's go." I took her elbow and was surprised when she didn't pull away right away. My club is called Spice; it has three levels with bar, lounge, and night club. Each floor had textured walls in differing shades of blue, from aqua to midnight blue. There were liquid floors on all three levels. The space had the capacity for three thousand and was usually packed on the weekends with lines around the block. Mouth was sure to do good here if she didn't get herself killed; there are some pretty rough customers who like to hang out in my place.

Spark just stared, her eyes wide and unblinking. They kept coming. Closer. The space between us vanished. My muscles coiled, a silent alarm screaming in my veins. I opened my mouth to tell them to back the hell up. Their faces melted. Pleasant curiosity twisted into blank, predatory hunger. No warning. No shift in posture. Their bodies simply… unraveled. Limbs elongated, bending at impossible angles. Bones cracked and reformed with wet, tearing sounds. Spark’s arm snapped forward, stretching into a whip-like vine that hissed through the air toward my throat.