I've been around in this world for several years now and I've realized that I am not like the others of my kind. Most of them are greedy, rude, and stupid beings, they could probably take off the 'stupid' label if they just learned something besides; "Dig holes, obey Alphas, eat gems." I've only learned what little I have because the ponies do not keep their books locked up, if it wasn't for that then I wouldn't be where I am today; studying so many different things that it makes my head spin. This is a story of my life among the ponies; my name is Gem Stone, I'm a Diamond Pup, and I'm going to change the world.

Armies clash in Equestria over an ancient feud between two powerful races. Ajax, the last human, holds Celestia accountable for the extinction of his race. He will go to any lengths to see her brought to justice, but something darker lurks beneath the war torn surface. He is seen as one of the worst creatures to ever walk Equestria, but are humans truly damned to being monsters or are they capable of something greater.

I did not write this it was written by a great and awesome friend of mine

Tom an Average Joe, saves a girl from an attempted rape. But he is fatalily injured and blacks out, only to wake up in a strange place in a body of a horse. A horse known to the locals as Nightmare moon.

Edited by Izanagi

Cover Art done by SwedishRoyalGuard http://www.deviantart.com/art/Nightmare-Moon-372321197

Roseluck's been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. Everytime she's about to fall asleep, an overwhelming sense of loneliness swoops in and snatches it away.

The fact that she's looking after a creature from the stars doesn't help.

With nothing better to do, Rose heads out to her greenhouse for a little late-night gardening, hoping that a little time with her beloved flowers will help her fall asleep. As she works in the greenhouse, she sees her unusual houseguest is also having trouble sleeping. That, and he's holding a noose...

Special thanks to TheMarvelousMrM for proofreading and editing. I couldn't have done it without him!

Another special thanks to the Finnish indie band Poets of the Fall for the two songs that inspired this fic. Look 'em up, why don't 'ya?

This story is a sequel to Guardian

With the battle over and the changeling threat gone Ale can finally settle down and experience new emotions with his loved one. But what if something haunted him, occupying his thoughts every waking hour? A secret can threaten many things.

Follow Ale as he desperately races against time and his very being.

Book two of three.

Image credit: GrandMaster-J5.

Halo elements belong to Bungie, Microsoft, and 343 Industries. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic belongs to Hasbro.

The Dragonborn, a legendary warrior capable of absorbing a slain Dragon's soul, and knowledge, directly, forever killing it. The Last Dragonborn had defeated the first, stopped the plans of a Vampire cult, and built his own lakeside home, before finally slaying Alduin the World Eater and fulfilling his fate. Now, after all the challenges he has faced, the Dragonborn is sent to a realm where Friendship is Magic, and there is no mead. Finally, to cap things off, he kind of... well...
Became a Dragon.

I am a long way from home. I have been asked to live among ponies for a time yet unspecified so we might learn from each other. I have chosen to accept this assignment for our mutual benefit.. This is the story of my attempt to live among ponies so we may learn from each other. I am just hoping not to cause mass hysteria.

MLP is owned by Hasbro, of course. This work is submitted for nonprofit entertainment only.

This story will not be adhering to any set schedule due to my job and personal life. This is a fun project that I will do on my time.

Hello, my name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, but you can call me Pinkie Pie. Dashie gave me this journal for my birthday a long time ago, remember Dashie? I never had a reason to use it, but now I do. I decided to write about my life without you, Rainbow Dash. It hurts so bad not to be able to see you anymore, to hear you, or to play with you. You're gone now. You're gone because of me. You're not here because I wasn't there to save you. I'm so sorry, Dashie. I know you probably want me to stay strong, but I can't, Dashie. I just can't. I need you with me. I truly need you.

Rated teen for occasional swear words and the story might have sexual themes, and a little bit of gore. :D

Link to the cover art here. Will be removed if asked to.

My name is Michael. About a year ago my best friend vanished from the world with little warning and has been gone since. All I have left to remind me of him is a wolf pendant that I now wear around my neck. I've kept going since he's gone but I've noticed how much I've changed as well. We used to balance each other like yin and yang and now I subconsciously find myself trying to fill both roles. The thing is...he's not dead. I know he's still out there and I know there is always hope. That's the best thing about it. Hope never dies.

Introduction: The following Journal entries belong to James Tinwool of the 24th Royal Infantry, who disappeared the day before the Battle of the Somme in 1916. The journal was discovered months after the battle, but James himself was never found during the war. The dates in the journal correspond to before, during and after the battle, however, the journal states that he was nowhere near the battlefield. Some scholars believe that the dates between June 30th to September 5th is pure fantasy that he wrote to cope with his shell shock. James Tinwool himself, who was found years after he reappeared back in England, up to his death in 1948 always made the statement: “Everything that I've written in that journal is true. All of it.” We leave this up to the reader as well as the listener to judge on the authenticity of this story.
Signed,
The United Kingdom Royal Historical Society.

I want to give a speceil thank you to Pokepony21 for the cover art and marking for the illustrations.

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