This story is a sequel to The Mare of the Night

It's been six months since Starlight Nightflier, batpony prostitute, was hired to be the conversation partner of UN ambassador Daniel Habbuck. Since then, she's gained a new job, a new home, and a new future for her beloved son.

But that's not enough for Starlight. She wants to be more than just a friend to Daniel. Much more. But something's holding her back. Something from her past that refuses to die...

A collaboration between moi and Comrade_Pony

Special thanks to AidenHeaven, HolyStreak, KG472, zxzxzxzxzx24, and NarlepoaxIII for proofreading and editing!

Cover image source: Link

Daniel Habbuck, UN ambassador to Equestria, hates his job.

Sure it pays well, but it's hardly worth having to put up with flank-kissing politicians and the stomach twisting anxiety of knowing that he represents all of humanity.
One night, after a particularly tense meeting leaves him wound up, Daniel is desperate for somepony to talk to. With his friends either busy or too far away, he hires a batpony prostitute, just so he can have some company.

As he soon learns, there's much more to this streetwalker than meets the eye...

Rated T for sexual references, but no clop.

Special thanks to WingmanRed, Georg, and Kraken Hatchling for proofreading and editing

EDIT: Special, special thanks to Comrade Pony for the suggestions
EDIT: Deleted cover art.

Many times Nurse Redheart has seen to the comfort of ponies in their final hours.
When her turn comes, though, she has only you.

Cover image based on Nurse Redheart Pillow by TheParagon.
Audio Reading by TheDizzyDan

Based on this story:
The Unfortunate Aftermath of Nurse Redheart
Wrong Place, Wrong Time
The Unsettling Suicide of Nurse Tenderheart

This story is a sequel to And Then There Were 10...Er...67

Jason Hughes has changed much during his stay in Asgard. Not only does he rule part of a kingdom but has united two warring races and married two fine mares. Peace rarely ever lasts and things are about to get heavy, especially when parenthood rears its ugly head.

Edited by the ever amazing m2pt5.

** Featured same day as it released on 5/21/15**

Everyone knows the saying, 'No good deed ever goes unpaid', or something along the same length. In my case, however, when I discovered this odd guy kidnapping people at a Comic-Con and tried to stop it, said payment ended up with me in a world where everything's pastel-colored, and it's a virtual race of me against the world as I try to find all of the Great Kanohi scattered around the country. Oh, yeah, and for some reason, I'm now techno-organic, and I have to work with technicolor ponies to find Kanohi all around the world that grant me new forms of Toa.

...Whatever happened to 'normal'?!?!
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Crossover with Bionicle.
This fic is a Displaced fic.
Rating, main characters, and cover image subject to change.

We're not what you would call 'socially attuned.' Hell, we barely ever leave our room, and we were happy like that. We had our games to keep us happy. Our friends, however, talked us into attending Comic Con this year, so we decided to dress as Dust, from Dust: An Elysian Tail, one of our favourite games.

Unfortunately, the one time that we are pulled out of our town is the one time that shit goes down, just as we had expected. Now we're all separated and being hunted by ponies that care little for things like due process and thinking shit through.

Luckily, despite being separated, we still have each other. Kind of.

Bandwagon time.

Not everyone goes in an epic journey, not everyone has an epic tale to tell. Some just appear, some things just happen. Sometimes a few words, some kindness and a kiss can create a miracle.

Sometimes all you need to know is that all you need is some love, no matter what you are.

Cover picture created by V-D-K. Hope you don't mind

Doomie, like most of his brothers, hasn't eaten in a while.
So, when a random pink pony asks for him to "do her"
and intercourse love is the tastiest kind of love out there,
and the pony herself looks pretty pretty:
How could he refuse?

Author's diary: DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAR diary. There is not enough Doomie pie fanfics out there....That is all.

Meet Pipsqueak.

Pipsqueak, or "Pip" as he prefers to be called, has quite the imagination. There are times when he is a fearsome pirate, scourge of the seas of Equestria. There have also been times when Pipsqueak has fantasized about being a gallant prince, traveling the land, saving fair maidens, slaying wicked beasts, and being hailed as a hero by his peers. Not once did he ever imagine he'd get exactly what he wished for in the form of Princess Luna adopting him, making him an actual prince! Soon enough, Pip learns that being a prince isn't as glamorous as he thought it to be, and that there are more than a few downsides to being a part of the royal family. One in particular downside coming in the form of a nuisance named Blueblood.

On the other side of the coin, Princess Luna must adjust to her newly-found position of motherhood, balancing the task of providing her adopted foal as normal a life as possible for a young prince, while also making sure the nobility and paparazzi keep their hooves out of their business. Fortunately, this mare not only has the entirety of the Royal Guard, including her own Night Guard at her disposal, but her sister and niece also happen to be fiercely protective of the newest member of their family.

This story is a sequel to How many friends have you made today?!

Things are a lot better for Anon since the events of Ponyville. His store is doing great and he enjoys the company of all his friends. As the days go on, he finds that the problems of the past are quick to haunt him as he is forced to face the one thing that hurt him the most.