A nightmare night special based on Spike: Discord thinks is time for his retirement, but he needs to name a replacement first. Spike knows very well the Mane 6, specially certain Alicorn Princess. Who’s best to make their lives impossible?

You can find the original in spanish HERE

Also a serialized sequel HERE

Discord died saving Twilight Sparkle and in the process all of Equestria. Or that's what everypony thinks, until a strange egg is found at Sweet Apple Acres, and Princess Celestia says it's the egg of Discord reborn. As the Element Bearers prepare for his return, some ponies remember Discord's darker days. Forces long dormant awake, wishing the return of the rule of chaos, while others, equally old and secret, will stop at nothing to prevent Discord's rebirth! And then there's just one more thorny little question. Who in their right mind would want to adopt him anyway?

Edited by Sharp Logic

A pegasus woke in the woods. He was lost, injured, and had only the vaguest of dreams for memories; nightmares of a Canterlot engulfed in shadow and flame, of an invading swarm lead by one great and terrible dark figure. As he begins a new life, the dreams continue to taunt him. Will he ever find out who he was? And if he does, can he -- and his newfound friends -- accept what he finds?

(Credit also goes to Mekhazzio for help with editing)

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Book cover art by viwrastupr

What if Soarin had not been as forgiving as he was when he found out his team had lied to him and tried to replace him for the Equestria games? What would his life be like if he were to up and quit the Wonderbolts, and where could this life-altering choice lead him?

Disclaimer: Story contains subject matter that may hit pretty close to home with some readers, such as pathological depression, borderline personality disorder, and alcoholism.

Twilight, seeing that her friend needed a little bit of companionship, decided to help him get a date.

But boy, did he aim a little too high for her taste.

Now, her and Spike need to help this putz of a human snatch a date from one of the most undateable beings on the planet, Princess Celestia.

Needless to say, they're doomed.

Cover art used with permission by Lydia-Rawr

Warning: Story will contain horrible romance clichés, cutsieness, and all around silliness.

You have been warned.

Belongs to my "Next of Kin to Chaos" series, in which Discord is Q from Star Trek, but absolutely no Star Trek knowledge is required for this story.

Somepony seems to have thought it would help Discord with staying on the straight and narrow if he were required to send Celestia reports on friendship, like Twilight Sparkle does. Somepony was plainly out of their mind.

New cover art added! From the magnificent zabchan.

A page for this series now exists: Next of Kin to Chaos

A WMA Audio file of me reading this story is now up on my own site.

When Twilight and Applejack have a falling out over who can claim to have the best big brother, each will stop at nothing to prove theirs is better.

And their brothers will stop at nothing to make their sisters happy.

This story is a sequel to Into The Depths

The horrors of the catacombs have turned to distant memories for Celestia, Twilight, and Luna. Discord’s change of heart and Twilight’s coronation have helped to ease and erase the mental scars from that harrowing night. The three princesses can even smile and laugh as Nightmare Night moves into full swing.

Yet, it should never be forgotten that those who have been touched by Tirek are forever within his grasp.

To save her sister and her faithful student, Celestia herself must travel into the ancient tunnels beneath the ruined castle in the Everfree Forest. She, and the guards who accompany her, must face the dark, twisting corridors. Still, what was Luna and Twilight's purpose at the old castle? Why were they unable to return of their own accord?

And what watches Celestia from beyond the light's edge?

This story is a sequel to Past Sins

Touch, Smell, Taste, Hearing, Sight

This is the order the five senses develop in for foals as they rest, cradled in the warm safety of a mother’s womb. But for one, her womb was a thorn bush in the dark of night. For one, the safety and warmth that should have carried her into the world was replaced with pain and cold.

These are Nyx's first hours.