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Freedom

Freedom means the ability to do what you want. But is doing what we want always good?

by star_29791
Vispian's First Friend

Her "charm" was a reject Cybunny toy, which kind of symbolized herself. Vispian was a Cybunny, and she was pretty much a reject...

by mygoodguild
My Favorite Treat

"I want the jelly! Let me have the jelly!" I yelled and hissed aggressively...

by sweettartlucy
He Stole IT!

She wasn't interested in her yellow, pink, purple, blue, or orange socks. Nor was she interested in her polka-dotted or striped socks. She didn't even bother to notice her white faerie or green Mortog...

by uniepuppy225
Look Closely

She'd get everything packed, and then leave right under her uncaring brother and sister's stuck-up noses. They wouldn't care--they'd probably be glad she finally decided to leave...

by dottie27a
Katie the Witch

Her mother's family had magical powers. When Katie's father had learned about this two years ago, her mother simply disappeared. No one knew how...

by kindheartedfairy
The New Brother

Ella, the pets' owner, was gone. Of course, she had plainly stated she'd be right back, but that had been two hours ago...

by elegantemperess
Zara and Belle

"Bye mum," she called as she closed the front door. She was eager to get to the showground to check out all the beautiful petpets at the petpet show...

by fairyfloss_
Life at Yurble Manor

This was their first spring in the Manor and with the sun shining warmer each day the garden really seemed to lack some color and diversity...

by eehad
An Unexpected Friend

All Kizzy really wanted was a friend....

by lobstermagnetcty
Lena: Cursed on Two Counts

Lena immediately went silent; there was a click and a whir sound from somewhere inside her, but that was all. She stared down at her hooves...

by lish73
You Lost Our Owner!

A pair of footsteps echoed through the Deserted Tomb. Ordinarily, those footsteps should have been accompanied by the clicking of talons, belonging to two Eyries...

by vulpisarcanis
Second Chance Sanctuary: Another Chance

"Then came the day to take you back to the pound, but I couldn't bear it, so I told you the pound was too crowded and I postponed the event by saying just that for a few more weeks."

by skittyscat
Dreams of a Young Battledomer

And then she thrashed at the punching bag again. She was determined to be a Battledome champion - she wanted to hold that shining trophy that was so grandly presented to the champion. She wanted all of Neopia to remember her name...

by mycatdog
Now How Did This Happen?

"Well, I really am sorry, but wasn't it YOUR idea to go to the Wishing Well in the first place? And wasn't it YOUR idea to go jump in that bucket and get lowered down?"

by xzx_kittie_xzx
The Glowing Jelly Story

 "It all started about eight months ago. One day we were playing Hide and Seek in the shimmery seagrass garden when we noticed that our mother was rattling around in the kitchen cupboard."

by nickeeeee69
 
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It is that time of year when the dreaded, the feared, and the oh-so-hard-to-stick-to New Year's Resolutions are made. There is an art, however, to creating an achievable aim. It is not advisable to create something so unrealistic that you will never achieve it...



Other Stories


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Motes and Their Uses
Motes, the little friends that help you with loads of trouble. The Battledome items that are so cute, you just want to hug them! Well, here is a tribute to our adorable, motey friend.

by shinyjewel902

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Entertaining the Guests: Sprucing up the Neohome
Oh great Hannah – you have guests to entertain! But look at your Neohome.

by sanies

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Hubrid's Attempted Hero Heist: Part Six
In the morning, Jeran woke up, which was a good start. The sun was just rising, striping their campsite with long shadows and red sunbeams...

Also by schefflera

by ikkin_with_attitude


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The Guitarist: Part Three
"Johnson!" I cried out again, louder this time, as I walked up to him. At that, he finally turned around. Seeing that it was me, Johnson gave a spiteful look before walking away again...

by scarletrhapsody

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The Pet Patrol Revolution - Trends
Yellow and Litmo go to Virtuland!

by neo_tomi

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Ghost Story
"And then the Ghost Lupe came..."

by lauren_nina613



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