Suddenly finding herself in hell, Twilight is presented with one fact: for the rest of eternity, she's stuck in a library holding every book possible. She's expected to organize them and is allowed to read them.

What makes this hell, again?

Now has two Spanish translations, one by SPANIARD KIWI and another by Pugg-Senpai.

This story is a sequel to I Don't Want to Grow Up

Celestia was a filly living on an isolated farm with her sister and harboring dreams of greatness. Chrysalis was a black goo poured out from a screaming wound in the walls of reality, with a weak grasp on the appropriate amount of fangs one should have. Friendship was inevitable.

Image used with permission from miszasta

Editing by the wonderful Carabas and FanOfMostEverything

Pre-reading and suggestions by bloons3

Family is a complicated thing, it comes with all sorts of expectations, hopes, and unsolicited advice.

It also implies an abundance of drama, this time involving a Changeling Queen, an unlucky messenger and, at least tangentially, a rubber duck.

Cover art used with the permission of the awesome Kp-ShadowSquirrel.

For editing, pre-reading, and enduring me, in no particular order, thanks to: Carabas, Themaskedferret,
MrNumbers, Fenton, FamousLastWords and Aeluna.

After abdicating the throne, the princesses move to a quiet place. Now they can realise all their boldest ideas or simply enjoy a well-deserved rest. At least, that’s what Celestia thought before she went outside...

I wrote this story a long time ago, but it’s only been translated now. Thanks Doof for translated

This story is a sequel to How many have you forgiven today?

For Anon, so much has changed in a little amount of time. He can't really complain about it either. Things are getting better and he knows that the sisters are happy too. However, there's been a change in Celestia, it's small but it still has him questioning the reason. Did he do something wrong or could it be something else?

A special thanks to the following people:
PeerImagination, Dedicated and always ready to proofread any story I make. (c1-13)
SirReal, Countless hours of editing and refining my story. (c1-8)
Proofreading (c1-6) by Ra1nbowCrasH and Anonimous
I appreciate all the time you've invested in my stories.

No one in Ponyville is certain why the strange bug-pony is at the market, nor why he is talking to the silversmith. Or well, the bug-pony isn't doing the talking. Which is the strangest part of all.

(I had no better cover art really.)

(Featured on 2021-11-27. Thank you all.)

(The story was 1st on featured and passed 150 likes on 2021-11-28.)

(The story is still in the featured feed on 2021-11-29, I am super grateful for all your support.)

This story is a sequel to A Changeling Goes to the Market

After the strange event at the market, Ponyville is on edge. Some ponies call for the capture of the strange bug-pony and others are simply too scared to go and talk to it. Twilight decides to head into the Everfree to find the bug-pony and talking pebble. She learns some strange things about them in the process.

(Featured on 2021-12-02 and marked as hot on 2021-12-03. Thank you.)
(Both this story and its prequel is on the featured feed on 2021-12-03. That is seriously high praise and I am so happy you enjoyed these two stories.)

Anonymous the Human lead a simply and happy life once, all that changed after tragedy strikes and pushes him so far off the deep end that coming back seems impossible, especially when the voices in his head keep screwing him over.

My third completed Anon in Equestria story, otherwise known as "Mandroid dumps his iTunes library into a Fic."

Edit: After a several years of not being able to make this story work, Fracture has been retooled to hell and back and is now "complete". Please see the blog post here for details.

The day has finally come: Celestia's Nightmare has overtaken her. Daybreaker is on the rise, and all of Equestria will burn.

Her first target: Ponyville, home the Elements of Harmony.

But Daybreaker didn't count on one thing. See, she's really hot, and some ponies are just really, really horny.

Living life is hard, especially when you're a recently reformed supervillain with no prospects, no money, and nothing but a lot of pent up energy and anger.
So what do you do?
Start a heavy metal band, of course.
The music may be said to split the earth and raise the dead, but it's better than the crap on the radio these days.

Oh, heads up, this is a humanized story.
Also I rule 63'd Discord and Luna in this story because it's more interesting.
If that makes you sperg out, oops.