Warning: The Following story you are about to read is currently unedited and contains classical music along with light m/m themes. If you don't like/mind one or all of those, you know where the exit button is.

Taken place after "My Name is Harmonic" and before "Symphony of Life," Harmonic has found a rather unique way to relax. Although an adopted Prince, he is still a street musician at heart. So when he is in Saddle Arabia and after a long day, he decides to take his violin out to a quiet place for him to play. Of course, he won't be going out there alone, especially not without his newly assigned bodyguard from the Lunar Guard Division.

Music for this fic are as follows:

- Violin Concerto No. 5, 1st Movement for unaccompanied violin by Mozart
- Swan Lake Danse Russe for solo Violin by Tchaikovsky
- Air for solo violin by J. S. Bach
- Symphony No. 9, 2nd Movement (Largo) by Dvorak
- Ombra mai fu for violin and piano by Handel

This story is a sequel to Blood Poisoned

Memoirs of Spike the Dragon as he looks back on his relationship as a court consort to the Changeling King, Thorax.

A special thank you to Avid Fiction for volunteering to edit this. And for eye-cfox for going out of his way to finishing it.

Warning: The following story you are about to read is currently unedited and contains m/m shipping.

Needless to say, that Rumble and Pipsqueak have gotten to know one another. Years of best friends turned lovers have endured all the unexpected disasters and personal problems, and yet their dedication has endured. These coltfriends consider themselves happy in spite of whatever life throws at them.

Rumble feels that it might be time that he and Pip should take their relationship to the next level. And he wants to do it in a way that his coltfriend would never forget.

Music used in this fic: Etude Op. 10 No.3 in E Major for Music Box by Chopin.

A special birthday gift - dedicated to the wonderful Milo_Chalks.

Warning: The following story is currently unedited. And it’s also a rather risky experiment. Yes, this is a self-insert fanfic, the first that I ever did. Only this isn’t your typical kind of story. This isn’t the kind in which my avatar interacts with the main six, nor is an alicorn, nor do I save Equestria. Forget all of that. This is not that kind of story.

If anything, this is a more honest, slice of life story, part autobiography, and part reflection. This story blends the world of Equestria with the world that I know, to blend in fact and fantasy to which it’s meant to be difficult for the reader to determine where fantasy ends and nonfiction begins.

So, Mares and Gentlecolts, I present to you, a look into the week of Cracked Inkwell.

Cover art was created by Mix-up, aka amalgamzaku.

Warning: The following story you are about to read is currently unedited and contains scenes of m/m shipping between two OC characters that are not my own and have gained permission for.

This story is my unique take on the famous fairy tale from the Brother’s Grimm of Rapunzel. In which the story is not about a girl with really long hair, a witch and a prince who finds her. This is my way of not only making fun of the story, but to swap out the characters for a unicorn with a birth deformity that has a really long mane, a mixed up creature with magical abilities, and a curious Changeling. So essentially, more or less the same tale only with a thicker plot and ponies.

Author’s Note: This story is a sort of Christmas gift to the wonderful Sekto the Changeling and his coltfriend whose really long hair has inspired me to write this, Dyron Peach. If there’s any chance that you two are reading this, I hope that you’d like my special gift.

Reel Projection has disappeared. Nopony has any clue as to where he went or how he vanished. However, one thing is for certain is that he did leave a nearly seven-page note behind. In it, he described a lost, banned film from the silent film era.

A special thanks to LeylaQuartz for proofreading this.

Now with a Russian Translation by Doof Ex Machina

You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is a dimension of sound. A dimension of sight. A dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You have just crossed over into... The Twilight Zone.

A recently married couple has moved in a farmhouse that is placed in the beautiful but isolated part near Unicorn Ridge. They are there for a fresh start of their recently married life. However, for the excited couple that are looking forward towards a quiet life away from the city, they happened to find something left behind. In a darken attic, they find a mirror that reflects something that neither wants the other to see.

Warning: This story contains two OC m/m couple in which the story is going to be focused on them. And is currently unedited.

This story is a sequel to Sanctuary: An Interview of a Changeling

Following the events of Sanctuary, the stallion, Dr. Lovejoy, is looking for a place to hide. He runs into a place of Starlight's village, a seemingly happy utopia where everypony is equal.

But for the retired stallion, he considers this place as the perfect playground to spend his last days.

A special thank you to AlaskanBabe for proofreading this.

Music for this fic used in chronological order:
-Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven
-Air on the G String by Bach
-Symphonie Concertante, K 364; 1st Movement by Mozart
-1st Symphony, 3rd Movement by Mahler
-Rêverie by Debussy
-Gelido in ogni vena by Vivaldi
-Goldberg Variations, Aria by Bach
-Piano Concerto No 2, 2nd Movement by Rachmaninov
-Swan Like (arrange for solo piano) by Tchaikovsky
-String Quartet in B-flat major, Cavatina by Beethoven
-Amato ben, tu sei la mia speranza by Vivaldi
-Concerto for two cellos & strings in G minor, 2nd Movement by Vivaldi
-Träumerei, Op. 15 No. 7 by Schumann
-Sonata for Violin and Piano in B Flat Major by Mozart
-Sheep May Safely Graze by Bach
-Nocturne 21 in C Minor by Chopin

Warning: The following story is currently unedited.

For the first time in eighty years since the death of Mrs. Harriet, the abandoned mansion is being explored by a small crew of filmmakers, set to make a documentary of their exhibition. The huge mansion, sat alone miles from the nearest town in the middle of winter, has been the muse of many haunted house stories in Equestria, but never once has anyone been granted permission to go inside... until now.

Director Oatberg, historian and writer Lost Scroll and narrator Iris Lens are set to explore the mansion, but get lost within the maze of hallways, rooms, and forgotten sections. Hearing and experience things that they can’t explain, they begin to wonder if there was some truth in the legend of this haunting place.

This story is a gift to my good friend and fellow writer: Milo_Chalks and his coltfriend.

Inspired by the history and historical setting of the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose, California.

You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is a dimension of sound. A dimension of sight. A dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You have just crossed over into... The Twilight Zone.

On a normal June day, Bright Mac and his wife, Buttercup were about to head into town for a quick errand while they left their children with their grandmother until they get back. On the way, Buttercup expresses her concerns about if they were good enough parents that their children would become good ponies like themselves. But before they could proceed any further, they remember that they had to go back to Sweet Apple Acres to receive something that they have forgotten. It is when they get back that the story really begins.

As you can guess, this is an AJ’s parent’s story that I’m doing it in the style of a Twilight Zone episode. Also, keep in mind that this is currently unedited. So if there is someone who is willing to volunteer to proofread it, please PM me to discuss it with me further.