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Rarity wasn't so sure of her life walking into this little night club on the East Side of Canterlot. But one stallion changes her unstable composure into one of pure desperation. Will she do anything, to achieve that long sought after dream of being the most respected and known designer in this bustling city?

This started off as a quick "one-shot" story one night while I was drinking some Fat Tire.
Now featured on Equestriadaily.com on 03/29/2013
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Sheriff B. T. Book is a straight-laced, by-the-book kind of cop--for years he's protected Ponyville from litter, noise violations, and several of Pinkie's more insane theme parties. All he really wants is a little appreciation for his hard work, and maybe to save the town from certain doom, just once.

His grandfather, the famous sheriff Hard Country, is dead. But he got better. And now he's raring to get back to kicking criminals in the face and running away from things just before they explode.

Only problem is, there aren't any criminals or explosions in today's Ponyville. Or so one would think. But Hard isn't the only ghost who's up and walking, and when his old nemesis comes back to settle an extra-old score, grandfather and grandson will have to put aside their differences and work together, or else Ponyville might just be destroyed.

Well, to be honest, Ponyville is probably going to be destroyed anyway. Things do tend to explode when Hard's around. But when the good guys are blowing up your town, there's just one thing you have to remember:

It's exploding with love.

Written for the League of Equestrian Gentlecolts Ghost OC Prompt thing. Also in loving memory of the short-lived 2010 buddy cop show "The Good Guys."

Soarin. A household name across Equestria. One of the fabled Wonderbolts, Soarin has no shortage of fans, of both the male and female variety, not to mention those that supposedly love him. But there's something different about this one, about these letters. For one thing, they're not in envelopes and, let's get real, who sends scrolls anymore?

In a tale where Anonymity is considered everything by the young, lovestruck mare, will she ever be able to reveal herself to him in time to court him properly? Does she even stand a chance? What is she hiding that is so important that she cannot reveal herself? Will the author ever stop asking these stupid questions?

Canon to the Demonheart Sub-verse. Not an official part of the storyline, occurs after "Pyrophobia."
Sequel can be found here:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/42725/Ghosts-of-Skeleton%27s-Past

Everypony is the hero of their own story. That's how the old saying goes. But Deft Embrace is no hero. Terrified of stepping outside the walls of Neighgaton, and with combat skills so poor she can barely aim a small stun gun, she doesn't have the makings of a hero.

But Deft is a mother, and when danger threatens her two young fillies she will find that the line between mother and hero is sometimes blurred. And that even a weak, frightened mare can be a fierce fighter when defending her children.

But will it be enough? What can one mare do against the whole wasteland?

There was only one explanation. For all of it. All of the strange, erratic behavior. Her irrational fear of the sun. Her nocturnal habits of locking herself in in the dark and closing all the blinds. Wearing her sunglasses everywhere, even inside! It was time to invest in some silver, garlic, and a wooden stake.

Octavia is a high-class pony. Fine alcohol is her wont, and uncouthness her intense chagrin. Such is her surprise to find herself lumbered with an insufferable oaf of a DJ pony. However, sometimes these situations work themselves into a satisfactory ultimatum all the same.

An android awakens in a testing facility and sets out to discover his own identity and purpose.

"Equestria's Guard: the Bravest and the Best. Do you have what it takes?"

So the advertisements say. When Rainbow Dash saves the life of Princess Luna, however, she quickly comes to learn that there's a lot more to the guard than what everypony knows. As she faces down threats to her friends, her Princesses, and her country, Rainbow will have to decide exactly who she is loyal to.

A Price of Loyalty story.

This story is on indefinite hiatus. I've grown out of MLP and this story. What's there is yours to read, however updates may never happen, as much as it pains me to admit.

A young stallion, alone for the first time in his life, finds himself a long way from home in the Ponave, a vast wasteland filled with danger where small pockets of civilization attempt to survive while factions war over territory and power. This is the story of Clover as he attempts to make sense of his brother’s murder while exacting a personal justice over the one responsible…

My name is James Clark, and I am a Private Military Contractor. No, not Mercenary. Yes, there is a difference, but that's beside the point.

Ok, where was I? Ah yes, I was just entering my office in Downtown Houston one afternoon to hear a job offer. When I got there, I found a beautiful, robe-wearing woman waiting for me. Now, in this day and age, most people would find that strange. I didn't for two reasons.

1) In this line of work, you run into a few crazies. If I had a dollar for every nut-job I turned away, I could buy a small European country.

2) It was Halloween. Hell, I was on my way to a party dressed in a replica suit of Veteran Ranger Armor from Fallout: New Vegas, complete with gas mask and real riot gear I borrowed from a friend on the SWAT team. I was gonna win the costume contest for sure!

I'm getting off topic, aren't I? Anyways, this weirdo offered me a job without going into much detail. No location, no objective, not even a dollar amount The only thing I got out of her was the promise that I would be saving thousands, if not millions of lives.

Every instinct told me to turn the job down, and yet I still accepted it. Maybe the idea of playing hero again had its appeal.

God, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.