Twilight gets a full time job since she is in massive debt, the bank threaten to take her house away, and the Mafia is on her tail, she finds a job on the internet as a cashier in Sugarcube Corner, ran by Pinkie Pie. As the days and nights go by, Twilight notices sinister things happening all the time and notices her co-workers dissapear.

Will Twilight stop who ever is doing these sinister things? Who is behind these sinister things?
Read to find out!

Thanks to God for helping me write this.

Warning: The following story you are about to read contains themes of M/M entering into a polyharmony relationship. If you are uncomfortable with these themes or do not wish to read them, you know where the exit button is.

Cobalt never saw this coming. At a restaurant in Manehattan, his best friends who have been married for years have sat him down to ask him something quite surprising. Having left speechless, his friends ask him what he thinks about the possibility of him dating them.

This is a short and sweet story for the M/M Shipping Contest III (2023).

This story is a sequel to Tears for Mercy

When a war and plague ravage her people and sends them to Tartarus, Somnambula makes the decision to give them a second chance.

By raising them.

Part of the Corrupt Pillars Anthology

Content Warnings for the following: Death, Decapitation

Edited by: EileenSaysHi
Preread by: The Sleepless Beholder, Dewdrops on the Grass

I'm Moondancer, friend of Princess Twilight. Yeah that surprised me too. Especially after she abandoned me and my party but water under the bridge as ponies say. My friends, Minuette and the others in Canterlot decided it would be prudent to visit an orphanage in town and make the fillies and colts happy since Hearths Warming is coming up in a few months. Everything changed when I meet a filly who is scarily like me. Better question is why do I feel this way?

NOTICE! This story is a randomized Choose Your Own Adventure story! The first chapter explains how to play on a simplified d20 system!

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All Sprout wanted to do was learn about chess. A leather book embossed with a rook on it's cover in gold leaf caught the ex-sherrif's eye. No title to it, strangely enough. While the lack of a title should have been a red flag, Sprout's curiosity and naivete cause him to read it anyway.

Cozy Glow? What did somepony named Cozy Glow have to do with chess?

Sprout was about to find out...

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This story was originally written for the Cozy Glow contest, but missed the deadline due to busy IRL circumstances. I hope you enjoy regardless.
Featured 10/3/23 - 10/4/23 - Thank you for the support!

NOTICE! This story is a Randomized Choose Your Own Adventure story! The first chapter explains how to play on a simplified d20 system!

Princess Misty (OC) The ruler of Cloudsdale, has a lot of guards that doubt her for her seriousness of her duties. And one guard asks for a meeting to confront Princess Misty of her kindness.

This story is a sequel to Generational Divide

(Takes place during Chapter Fifteen of Generational Divide)

The battle against Opaline has been won, and the two groups of friendship-defending ponies are squeezing in the last few minutes of time they can spend together. Misty in particular has questions regarding her new Cutie Mark, so Applejack sends her to some experts.
Cover art by Little Tigress.

During a stormy night, Starlight notices Trixie carrying a bloody, pony-shaped bag. Just how far will Starlight go to protect her friend? Does Trixie actually needs to be protected?

Equestria has always been ruled by two Princesses, but that's not always been the case, has it? Even years after being freed from exile on the moon, Luna feels that her place is no longer in Canterlot. Perhaps it's time for a change. Perhaps it's time for something...radical. Perhaps it's time to quit.

It only took a moment for them to die, got all smushed against the side of a bridge. Not a pleasant way to go, eh? Least, I didn't think it was.

The ponies didn't care though, they just scrubbed the green blood off that white bridge as if they were no more important than the stains they left behind.

So I made a song, I like it, I wonder if the others will to?