Story About My Little Pony Novels & Stories

She said in a slightly sleepy voice with her eyes opened halfway like someone trying to not fall asleep. “I promise I would stay until you fall asleep.” I said and she smiled. “Do you want me to tell you a story?” I asked. “Yes.” She replied to excitedly now fully awake, now sitting up. “Tell me! Tell me nanny!” Hazel moved around in excitement. “Okay Hazel I will tell you a story my aunt used to tell my cousins when they were younger, it’s the story of how Lorena a beautiful nurami with the kindest of hearts became the most loved Luna of an ancient wolf pack.” I said with a reminiscent smile.

I'll let my father tell the story at dinner because I know he's dying too. Misha looks at me in amazement, “It's not cold.” “No, Misha. Here everything is how you wish it to be.” “So I could wish for a rainbow?” she asks. I nodded and she giggled. Suddenly, there's a rainbow over us and a flock of white doves cooing and flying around. Flowers dot the shoreline and a herd of unicorns now graze across the water from us. “Are you happy now?” “That's so cool! Are unicorns real?”

"What is your story?" "My story?" I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment. "You are the only one apart from Silver and Cassandra who knows who I am," I paused and fluttered my eyes open to see her staring at me. "It happened one night, a full moon..." I hesitated, but then I felt her hand on my shoulder. My eyes met hers, and she gave me a reassuring smile that encouraged me to continue. "I was ten years old at the time. Looking back, I remember it like it was yesterday. It was my grandfather’s birthday. It was a night of double celebration as my father had just been crowned the new alpha king, but..." I paused and bit my lower lip. My heart raced with different emotions and questions. Was

“Because I wanted to get to know you better. I wanted to know who the father of the child I had just given birth to really was.” “Wait, wait,” Tulani raised his hand. “I know it’s confusing, but wait for me to finish, it will all make sense soon.” “Okay,” he conceded. “Explain.” “Do you remember your trip to Dubai in 2010?” Tulani looked at her in shock. “How did you know about that?” “Because I was also in Dubai at that time.” “What?” She chuckled, “Yes, that was where you and I met for the first time, at Brandon Parker’s birthday party.”

I say to myself , trying to puzzle the story into order. “Once upon a time , far far away from here – there lived a princess. She lived in a kingdom with her mom , dad and all her people. Everyone from far and near , had thought that this princess was the most beautiful and kindness princess that they had ever seen. She was the most caring person anyone had ever met – some said that they used to see her eating with the maids of the castle , just so she could make friends with them. However , from all the kind things she had done – everyone knew that she absolutely loved taking care of horses. She would relieve the stable boy , and do his duties just so she could spend time with them.” I hear

-- Few more months passed. While playing with toys little Zahara had found a cute little unicorn in her toy set. It had become her favorite. She played with it daily until one day it was lost. She started crying her heart out for the toy. Zoya tried to console her but she wouldn't listen. She would daily cry to her father to find her lost unicorn. Sahir listened to his daughter and he bought another big fluffy unicorn for her. But now it wasn't about just a toy, She started demanding for an actual unicorn to the Sahir.

And then, the entire egg - more precious gem than egg - shatters. Brandon has never seen anything like it. Has never seen a ruby quite so gargantuan as this; nor the strange and astounding sight of a jewel, shattering into a thousand pieces. A piercing cry shatters the silence just as surely as the egg itself had. And from the glittering shards of a ruby, emerges a small, hissing dragon.

And who knows, maybe all the pups will return in their own stories as they grow - Shelby did elude to the pups being special wolves. My next project is called Healing Powers. Healing Powers is a story about a strong female lead who has healing powers, but nobody is supposed to know about them. She meets her mate who is a jerk. They both dislike each other but need each other to achieve their own goals. Will they be a match, or will they reject one another once they get what they want? I hope you will join me on my next adventure, which will be out this coming week.

But I had to start from somewhere if I wanted to get information out of them. “I got food poisoning when I was fourteen,” I started. “It was after school when I came home. As you boys know, I don’t have the strength or healing ability of a wolf. I almost died but my father got me to the hospital on time and yeah, that’s it,” I narrated the story like I was listing items off a grocery list.

“What kind of story do you want? A fairy tale? An adventure? Or maybe a superhero story?” “Superheroes!” she exclaims, her voice a little stronger now, a flicker of energy igniting within her. I can’t help but smile. “Alright,” I say, sitting on the edge of her bed, my heart swelling with affection. “Once upon a time, in a bright and colorful city, there lived a brave young girl named Frida who had the power to heal with her laughter. Wherever she went, she brought joy and light, even in the darkest of times…”