This story is a sequel to Under A Luminous Sky

In the wake of the Mbwun killings , Spike seems to be better off then he was before: his large, muscled body is a far cry from the chubby baby he was, and he no longer has to go through his hundred-year wyrm sleep. Life, however, is rarely so simple. As he and Twilight move back to Canterlot, Spike finds that his new body may very well mean the end of his old life.

Ponyville is shaken to its core when a body is discovered in the Everfree Forest. As the townsponies grieve, the mysterious Special Agent Bentgrass from Their Majesties' Royal Investigative Service arrives at the Books and Branches library and drags Twilight into a world she's only read about: lies, corruption, suspicion, and murder.

Faced with an indifferent police force, and Agent Bentgrass's infuriating methods, Twilight must put the pieces together and catch the killer. But as blood continues to spill and questions pile up, one thing is terrifyingly clear: in the dark of the Everfree, much more is at play than mere murder.

Pinkie's new coltfriend is kind of weird. For starters, he works for Canterlot Intelligence and doesn't officially exist. His cutie-mark has been erased, his real name is classified. Oh yes, and he is an unstoppable, cold-blooded, government assassin. That is not a metaphor.

This story follows the events of Daylight Burning.

In the dark,six voices dwindle. They drift, forgetting life and love and hope, eaten away by time and void.

And then, suddenly, there was colour.

The United Nations Embassy, Canterlot. Dedicated to promoting peaceful exchange-- economic, technological, cultural-- between humans and equines. But when a terrorist's plot ignites a firestorm of hidden racial-tension, the Embassy's eccentric, multi-species team of political operatives must scramble to forestall disaster. Can they hold together their nascent alliance and prevent First Contact from becoming a war between technology and magic?

Equestria Daily post

It's been a hundred years since Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were overthrown, and the Equestrian Republic was founded, a hundred years since anyone has gotten a cutie mark. So what happens when a completely ordinary pony living in the Republican Capital City of Ponyville woke up one morning and discovered that one has appeared on her flank?

This story is a sequel to The Parliament of Dreams

A hundred years in the future, where Equestria is a parliamentary republic, and cutie marks don't exist, a simple run for take out food ends up being more than Detective Sergeant Ana Kelso bargained for when she discovers a certain pink party pony asleep on the bonnet of her car... despite the fact that Pinkie Pie is supposed to have been dead for the last fifty years.

Bruce Lee didn't die. He just went to a land of magical ponies. Then he solved all their problems.

Just what is the terribly unlikely canon-shattering secret of Celestia? Once Twilight finds out, life just won't be the same...

I stood up and checked myself out. Not bad. Now, instead of being a human teenager with the body of a forty-year-old alcoholic, I was a badass pony with racing stripes and anime hair. My cutie mark was Chuck Norris punching Satan in the face. Satan was crying.