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Reviewed by the Seattle's Angels January 16, 2016

Spectacular readings by Sparrow9642 and Scribbler Productions

It's Nightmare Night and Fluttershy's preparing to leave to spend the night with her friends. Her plans are however halted when something has frightened Angel Bunny so badly that he ran out of Fluttershy's cottage and off into the Everfree forest on his own. Putting on her cap of bravery Fluttershy follows his trail until his tracks lead to a dark path in the forest. Some paths are meant to be ventured down , and some are definitely not....

Cover art: http://phantomis000.deviantart.com/art/The-Path-557359249

Not to be confused with the superior and wholly unrelated My Roommate Is a Vampire by Dennis the Menace (which you should go read instead of this if you haven't already!)

Short, silly Octascratch wherein Vinyl Scratch comes home to Octavia in an awesome vampire cape. Has Vinyl become a terrifying creature of dark passions? Will Octavia be amused? (Spoilers: no.) Is there a twist where it's not Vinyl who's the vampire but Octavia instead? (Spoiler: also no.) Or perhaps Vinyl has simply been reading way too many vampire novels recently? (Spoiler: it's that one!)

Cover image from the talented namelesshero2222.

Now with a Youtube reading by the delightful ObabScribbler!

Jonagold Apple made his family swear on their hats that they wouldn't come to see him, not in the state he is in after the accident.

But Granny Smith isn't about to let her only son die alone in the hospital.

Due to a typo on her permit to build a new barn, and the meddling of a recalcitrant bureaucrat, Applejack is stuck running a bar, at least until Mayor Mare gets back to town. So sit down and have a drink in Ponyville's least likely watering hole!

Moxie gazed over the stallion in front of her, as the crowd stared at them in turn. Fellow nobles, dignitaries, and her parents had all gathered here, in the balmy mansion of her birth, to witness this occasion. The final words had been said, and they were now officially husband and wife. But she was not happy; this was not her wish.

She ran her hoof down the lock of blue hair entwined in her mane. Her whole life had been decided for her, everything coordinated to the tiniest detail. What she had learnt, how she spent her leisure, who she knew, whose company she enjoyed, whom she had pledged herself to, everything... except the one trip she had taken to Canterlot without the permission of her parents, that is. The glimmering blue strands linger as a testament to her last free action...

Featured on EqD: 13-11-2013

Faced with the prospect of never flying again, Lightning Dust learns something about friendship from an unexpected source.

Received an honorable mention in the EFNW 2014 Writing Contest!

Cover art generously provided by High-Roller2108

This is 100% Approved by Twilight's Library!

Warning: Strong language and ALOT of Vinyl X Octavia.

You hug me now, but I won't cry.

A short story based on the depressing but very well put together Youtube video 'What if the Mane 6 died one by one?' Told from the perspective of Rainbow Dash, the last surviving member of the Mane 6.

Several decades after the fall of Lord Tyrek. Twilight has managed to undergo quite the change to her new position. Being the Princess of Friendship, Twilight sparkle has been able to turn the little town of Ponyville into quite the humble abode. That is if you can see the town growing into a small suburban area. the influence of Twilight's presence has made Ponyville quite the attraction. Ponies gathering around from all over the land to see the place where the legendary six had started from. Although their time has gone and pass, Twilight finds herself still dealing with the fact that she has no end to her own life. Following the passing of her friends. Twilight is dealt with sadness for her friends lives coming to an end. While she continues to live on. How would she continue her life? Who else might she meet and befriend now that her rein continues and she is left with no one?

This is my submission to the EFNW Writing Contest.