This story is a sequel to The Start of a Royal Addiction

Luna has heard hushed whispers of the newest addition to Ponyville visiting her sister quite often.

Ponies talk about something called "scritches and pats." Luna isn't exactly sure what it is. But her sister and her dear friend Twilight have started acting weird. She intends to get to the bottom of this, and one way or another put an end to this apparent speading "addiction."

(Cover art is credited now)

Featured 2 hours after posting. Huzzah!

When Sam opened his eyes, ready to start his first morning as a college student, the last thing he expected was to find himself in an unfamiliar bedroom, in the equally unfamiliar form of Princess Celestia.

Now trapped in a body teeming with an enormous amount of power and an equally enormous set of responsibilities and worries, Sam needs to get to the bottom of things before Equestria's enemies realize Celestia is not herself and take the advantage.

Celestia has been putting off a very important conversation for far too long. Her friends and family send her some letters telling her the truth.

Celestia is not good at the whole being in love thing.

Thanks to a good friend for helping edit my garbage writing.

This story is a sequel to Do As I Say...

Anon has become much more than just a friend to Celestia in the short two years he has been in Equestria. A complicated relationship will blossom and bloom through the many hardships of combining two lives so differently lived.

I hope this lives up to the expectations. It probably won't but I tried. I highly suggest reading the prequel to this if you have not, without doing so the beginning of this will make very little sense.

For those of you who care, this was really hard. Going from a work of whimsy to an actual story is difficult. I promise to finish this even if it takes a while between updates.

Luna develops a deep love for her close friend, Twilight Sparkle.
Luna writes in a journal every night to what she wishes she could tell Twilight, but unfortunately, can't.
Therefore, Luna conveys her emotions into writing form!

Celestia talks to Luna after she sends Twilight a living pony as a Hearth's Warming gift. Things only go downhill from there.

Written for MagnetBolt for Jinglemas 2023!

This story is a sequel to Farewell, Chrysalis

After wandering for a few years after meeting Chrysalis, the globetrotting stallion takes a detour to Silver Shoals for a quick reprieve from his travels. At the end of his brief respite and before he sets out to explore the domains outside of Equestria, the globetrotting stallion is met with ponies he's known ever since his youth.

This story is a sequel to Batmare: Birth Of The Dark Knight

(Note: If you have not read Batmare: Birth Of The Dark Knight I suggest you do so in order for the events of this fic to make sense.)

Ever since the defeat of The Joker, Batmare and Robin have become known as Equestria's greatest defenders. Thanks to them, the citizens of Equestria can sleep peacefully at night.

But when a new foe named Miss. Freeze shows up, her icy powers aren't the only problem the Dark Knight and Boy Wonder must contend with. Robin is starting to feel insecure about being a sidekick, and Batmare is begining to have doubts about her ability to make a difference.

To make matters worse, an old enemy is scheming to take revenge on a pony he blames for ruining his life. And no one is aware of it.

With things spiraling out of control left and right, do our heroes stand a chance? Or is Equestria doomed to suffer under the wrath of new super villans?

Anon and Luna share a lovely morning with one another. Turns out they share a lot in common for two beings lost in a world unfamiliar. Plus, breakfast time is a good time to find some bonding time with one another.

Cover art by Lady Amaltea. Her page on DA is deactivated, so I sadly don't have a link to her work.

Audio reading by StraightToThePointStudio.

This story is a sequel to The Essence of Magic

When the maelstrom of magic remains ever turbulent, will the moon be able to turn the tide?