Hearth's Warming Eve is almost here and Lil' Cheese had the most perfect present for his parents: a surprise party! But when that plan falls through, he has to quickly organize one within the next few hours. Which shouldn't be a problem for the son of the two biggest party ponies in Equestria right?

Unknown to him, that might be the biggest problem of all...

Cover art done by Doodle-mark

Sandbar returns to the School of Friendship for his ten-year reunion.

The decade has been kind. From Yona to Ocellus, everyone is getting somewhere in life. But if time brings change, then no one has changed more than Gallus.

Cover Art was done by RedPalette. Many thanks to her and you can find this specific piece here.

Proofread by the handsome RoMS, whose stuff you must check out.

Livereading by WoodeIfNarrator14

Originally written for 2019's Everfree Northwest Iron Author.

Content Warning: Fic features a trans character venting about the trans experience.

Old things die to make room for the new. That is the way of the world. But me? I watch the world grow old.

Thanks to RoMS and ROBCakeran53 for editing.

Cover art is by me. Pencil, india ink, and watercolor on paper.

A few weeks before her college graduation, Sunset Shimmer attends Twilight Sparkle's funeral. She'd rather be anywhere else but here. She'd rather think about anything but what role she played—or didn't play—in her girlfriend's premature death.

We don't always get what we want, though. After the last several months, Sunset knows that better than anyone.

Winner of Oroboro's "Sunset Shipping Contest: Endings." Rated T for language, not-exclusively-adult themes, and brief tobacco use.

Fluttershy asks Twilight what happens after death. Or if there is anything that occurs before life. The answer, it turns out, is complicated.

Inspired by a rather silly miscommunication between Krickis and I one morning.

Three hundred years ago, Adagio began an affair with a Count in Romaneia. His dark secret would forever alter her, giving her a taste for blood that could only be kept in check by the magic of her gem.

However, Adagio's gem now lays shattered, yet her hunger remains, growing more potent and ravenous with each passing night. It wasn't long before she made the choice to sate it in order to save herself.

The first kill was gruesome, the second a tragedy, the third a blur...

Now, she barely even acknowledges them.

Tonight marks her 25th victim.

Cover art was done by the awesome soggystyrofoam. I absolutely love her stuff and I'm so happy that she let me use it.
Proofread by my fantastic friend/editor/senpai Rose Quill.
Commission for the awesome EbonQuill, thank you so much for taking a shot on me and I hope you love it.
Sex Tag because Adagio is Adagio

It's the oldest chocolate shop in Equestria, the very first -- and on this night, it's also out of business. The final treats have been sold, the vultures have already begun to circle the equipment, and the proprietor polishes the remains out of pure habit while wondering what to do with her life. But that question will have to wait, as she has one more customer to take care of.

The very first.

(A stand-alone, no-prior-reading necessary part of the Triptych Continuum, which has its own TVTropes page and FIMFiction group. New members and trope edits welcome.)

Now with author Patreon and Ko-Fi pages.
Cover art by Pikamander2.

Zecora had never seen an aura as bright or as warm as Sunset Shimmer's. Thousands of miles from home, Zecora had found a kindred spirit who could ease her feelings of isolation. Their lights grew together, forming a brilliant radiance.

But the brightest lights cast the deepest shadows.

Both Zecora and Sunset have a secret, one that would put the other in mortal peril. In a single night, both secrets will surface, and Zecora will have to choose between following her heart, or her duty.

Because humans and monsters cannot coexist.

Pre-read by DrakeyC, JayMan155, and EbonQuill

An entry into Oroboro's Sunset Shipping Contest: Journeys

Cover art made by JayMan155!

An explorer delves one last time into a subterranean pit of lost hope. A letter holds the key to avoiding pitfalls of the past.

This is a polished version of my entry in the Iron Author competition at EFNW, which earned second place. Originally written in two hours, by hand, pen and paper. Link to the original is in author's notes.

Much thanks to Zaponator, Floydien, and my sister-in-law for help editing the story into something a little cleaner.