The mind and psyche of anypony can be surprisingly fragile, especially for one mare. With her family and friends rising to new levels of fame and fortune around her, she is finding herself left behind and all alone. Starting to believe she's nothing but a burden for such amazing ponies, maybe there's only one way to end the pain...

TRIGGER WARNING: This is not meant to be a happy or entertaining story. It deals with sensitive topics for a mature audience and touches on topics some people go through every day, no matter how irrational it may seem.

The Crusaders sometimes form conclusions and make decisions based on impulsivity and gut feelings rather than rational thought. So, when they meet Ponyville’s newest, specialty flower vendor—a young, quiet mare from Alemaneia named Schneeblume—Scootaloo immediately begins to suspect something… that behind her quiet exterior, that bright smile, and those kind eyes, she's hiding something sinister.

Well, technically, she is... but perhaps not in the manner they expected.

In the end, the three quickly-growing fillies may find that their cutie marks and their penchant for helping ponies may come in a different fashion than they're used to.

Cover art done by the incredibly talented G_Hyze. This is the crop of a full picture I commissioned; said picture is presented in the story and sourced to his DeviantArt.

Not everyone is born evil. Evil is something that is created and matured over time. You have all heard the legend of Sombra, the evil unicorn king, correct? You all know what he had done to the crystal empire? He had cast a shadow over the entire city, hiding it in the darkness for thousands of years. However, this brings to question, where did he get that power though? No living pony could ever acquire such power.

Warning: This story is dark and contains child abuse. If you don't like that, then please stay far away from this story.

A collaboration between myself and the amazing TheExhaustedBrony. Seriously. This guy is awesome; please go check him out and let him know if you like it. This is my sixth story written as a part of the One-shotober challenge.

Career-criminal Silent Shadow has been captured again and is expecting another vacation at one of Equestria's rehabilitation clinics. Instead, she has a meeting with Celestia to learn just why the kingdom is crime-free.

Featured on Equestria Daily 09/02/14

This story is a sequel to Memories of Shadow

For the last year, Moon Gazer's life has been nothing less than idyllic. Of course, when she thinks about it, her entire life has been idyllic, and the few bad times have been bleached away like bones sitting under the sun. No, the only problems she has to deal with now are a few pesky migraines and a co-worker who has a hard time grasping the idea of a "professional relationship," and to be fair, the co-worker isn't that bad.

So why does she have that nagging little doubt that she forgot something... or someone important?

Princess Celestia never knew what it was like to be feared. Sure, she knew of the anxiety of those meeting her for the first time, but that was a given. That wasn’t true fear. She knew of the fear of defeat shown by past villains she had brought down, but it was never true fear of her or her actions.

This colt, though? This earth pony who just appeared in her castle? He fears her. He fears her above all else, even death itself. Not even Nightmare Moon was feared this way. So why, oh why was this little colt so terrified of her? What had she done? How can she ever hope to alleviate her little pony of his pain, if her very presence causes him to lock up in terror?

Just where did this colt come from?

(So imagine a character from a grimdark story (ideally the victim) ending up in canon Equestria, and you pretty much have the premise behind this story. Do be warned though; this is much darker than my other stories, mostly because of the setting the aforementioned character came from. Seriously, when I thought of a victim of a grimdark story, I really wanted his old home to be as grim and dark as I could make it.)

While on her way home from a day with her friends, Apple Bloom runs into Twilight on a trip to Zecora's hut. After insisting to join her, little Apple Bloom gets lost in the woods after chasing a mysterious mare hiding amongst the poison joak. She stumbles upon a town completely isolated within the Ever Free Forest, but something about this town just doesn't feel right...

This story is a sequel to The Secret Life of Rarity

After the events of The Secret Life of Rarity, Sweetie Belle must find a way to cope in a world that she does not understand anymore.

There is a threequel too.

Now with a TVTropes page!!!

Cover art by the wonderful Viofriedsebe

Daring Do visits her oldest foe, Ahuizotl, in the Hoofington Insane Asylum after receiving a letter from the administrator telling her that he was found a gibbering wreck.

She was prepared for a ruse, or something of the like.

She wasn't prepared for what she found in his cell, or the gruesome story that he told her.

A story of an ancient ruin and a nightmare that has been unleashed onto the world.

Inspired by the works of H. P Lovecraft, Amnesia: the Dark Descent and the series Penny Dreadful.

I wrote this story a long time ago. I don't know how to describe it properly. It's filled with the despair of loneliness, the anger of isolation, and the fear of losing one's self in what others want you to be. It follows the narrator who struggles to piece together his own identity while burying a terrible secret from everyone around him who all have their own secrets.

If there is anything I would hope that you, dear reader, would take away from this story, it's that being alone doesn't make anything easier.

It was inspired by Fallout Equestria, but bears little resemblance beyond wasteland and stable and ponies with guns.

Tagged for violence, but not gore, as I don't think I wrote anything quite that graphic. If anyone wants to complain, I will reconsider.

This is the story about a boy who tried to protect his brother by killing their abusive mother.
This is a story about dying in the closet.

This is a story.