Week - 158 Only an Accident by shadowcristal

Description: "If you say 'Eld of the Fire, come to my aid!' while holding this leaf I'll come and try to help you," Eld said. "But please do be careful, this can only be used once."

Week - 159 A Truly Memorable Article by shadowcristal

Description: No matter what you read, there is bound to be something stuck in your mind, that’s one thing for sure.

Week - 160 A Punchbag Named Sid by shadowcristal

Description: Sid just stood there, letting the information sink in. Favorite… Being special. The bitter taste of losing spread in the punchbag's mouth as he walked off to the house.

Week - 159 Red X-Donations Galore by shadowcristal

Description: One item per customer.

Week - 160 Writing for the NT When English is NOT Your First Language by shadowcristal

Description: This is an article to help you to write for the Neopian Times… if you’re one of those international players.

Week - 161 Reaching the Sky by shadowcristal

Description: "Dare to do things! That's what the books say…"

Week - 161 Getting that Ultimate Bullseye by shadowcristal

Description: Yes, this is another one of those how-to game articles. But hey, there haven’t been any articles totally dedicated to Ultimate Bullseye.

Week - 162 A Neopian's Past-time Hobby: Collecting Avatars by shadowcristal

Description: An avatar is a lovely little piece made of pixels that look pleasant to the eye. If that’s all you think of when you hear the word, you’ve only touched the surface.

Week - 163 Leaving Florae by shadowcristal

Description: They talk as if I wasn't here… Maddy sadly stared into the ceiling. She didn't have anything against Draiks, but why would one have to take her place, right here and now? She just didn't understand why…

Week - 165 The Magical Road by shadowcristal

Description: Thalia put her paw into the bag, grabbed her homework and ran towards the homework box. There, she tried to get the stuff out of the bag. It was a total failure. The Eyrie's paw was stuck.

Week - 164 How to Greet Neopian Celebrities by shadowcristal

Description: What would you do if you ever met one? Well, today we’ll look at several ways of greeting a Neopian celeb.

Week - 166 Five Lottery Tickets by shadowcristal

Description: "Why do we always do this?" Otur asked. She had heard the story at least a hundred times, but it always made her owner happy to tell it.

Week - 167 A Storybook Tale: Part One by shadowcristal

Description: "Have fun with what?" Lexicae thought, quite confused. "Oh well, a free book... I won't complain."

Week - 168 A Storybook Tale: Part Two by shadowcristal

Description: "It takes many faeries to stop a single pet, and we aren't that many of light. Some have already fled and others have joined forces with darkness. We need a pet to fight a pet!" Lyster pleaded.

Week - 169 A Storybook Tale: Part Three by shadowcristal

Description: Lexicae started running back to the pond. The freezing wind hindered her, almost as if nature wanted her to reach the fortress. But there was something important at the pond...

Week - 169 Your Own Special Place in Neopia by shadowcristal

Description: Perhaps you’ve already found your niche in Neopia. Or maybe you haven’t...

Week - 171 Midwinter War: Part One by shadowcristal

Description: Charmond looked at the sky and sighed. He'd never be as good as Felix was. Felix the gifted Kougra... It just wasn't fair! Some people didn't have any talents.

Week - 172 Midwinter War: Part Two by shadowcristal

Description: The forest was a refreshing change from the desolate village and the endless plain. It kind of reminded him of how he had gotten here. What was this place?

Week - 173 Midwinter War: Part Three by shadowcristal

Description: "Watch out, little one. I will not be in trouble, but you will."

Week - 174 Midwinter War: Part Four by shadowcristal

Description: He had to get out of the open field! The Scorchio ran towards the forest, hoping to be safer there. He quickly flew up and sat on a tree branch. As more of those scary pets arrived, Charmond realized he had forgotten his metal shield on the ground...

Week - 175 Midwinter War: Part Five by shadowcristal

Description: "Thank you, my lord," Philip snorted as he walked off, dragging Charmond after him. "We'll be sure to return with that faerie!"

Week - 176 Midwinter War: Part Six by shadowcristal

Description: They were red. A crimson red that he had glimpsed before... With a chill running down his spine, the Scorchio remembered the pets he had battled at that field. It was the same color, the same machinelike movements and the same apathy.

Week - 170 Christmas at Home by shadowcristal

Description: He had promised that he wouldn't trust again. There were just too much risks... and they weren't worth taking.

Week - 173 Snowglobe by shadowcristal

Description: With a dash, the Meerca was on her bed. "Ha, ha, ha! You can't catch me! You'll never catch me!" He made a few funny faces as he bounced up and down on her silk covers.

Week - 172 Parade of Light by shadowcristal

Description: "Now we'll just have to decide who will be first. Mind you, to be the lead, you have to be dedicated and willing to work hard since you will be singing a couple of solos."

Week - 177 There Is No Place Like Home by shadowcristal

Description: The Gelert felt a twinge of sadness, but decided to explore the Lodge since there really was nothing to do. She opened the door, promising herself to make it worthwhile. Another door creaked, and Aurelie stared into a pair of blue eyes.

Week - 175 NT Fans, Attack! by shadowcristal

Description: I’m quite sure you’ve heard of the NT. If you haven’t, it is really surprising that you’re actually reading this. Well, just for you people who don’t know, NT stands for the Neopian Times...

Week - 178 Chomp! by shadowcristal

Description: "Enjoy it," she told me. It was almost a snarl, and depressingly dark. It was as if she was saying, "Enjoy it, because it will be gone soon."

Week - 179 A Rather Unsuccessful Attempt at an April Fool's Joke by shadowcristal

Description: Something caught the dark faeries interest as she was floating by. It was a Chia, carrying a bunch of paper to print. After a few seconds, Onda realized that it had to be... the Neopian Times!

Week - 180 Rod of Dark Nova by shadowcristal

Description: "Can't I just try it for a second?" Sapphire asked. "I won't break it, I promise!"

Week - 176 The Origin of Rivalry by shadowcristal

Description: Jhudora's jaw dropped. She had never, never in her whole life seen someone with so many... freckles. Quickly she realized what this faerie's weak point was.

Week - 177 A Valentine for Nara by shadowcristal

Description: Ah! The feeling of success! Garell held up a red envelope and several sheets of pink paper. He also grabbed a quill and a bottle of ink from Ellen’s table before he returned to his own room.

Week - 177 10 Flowers for Valentine's Day by shadowcristal

Description: Forget the old cookies and chocolates. They’re out, and flowers are in! ‘Why flowers?’ you may ask.

Week - 181 The Price of Good Grades: Part One by shadowcristal

Description: You work and you get paid, right? Well, then why shouldn't you get paid for going to school? After all, 'student' is considered an occupation.

Week - 182 The Price of Good Grades - Part Two by shadowcristal

Description: He was about to leaf through my papers when I put my paw on the pile protectively.

Week - 183 The Price of Good Grades - Part Three by shadowcristal

Description: As Martin opened his mouth, a cold feeling washed over me, followed by some regret and guilt. I imagined my friends making all kinds of comments. My social life, the sole reason that I had gone to school, would be ruined in this instant.

Week - 184 A Game of Mynci Beach Volleyball by shadowcristal

Description: It didn't hurt to exercise, but she just really didn't like it... Why waste all that time when you could read? The Mynci sat down on her beanbag chair as she admired all the hand-made Neopian Times Quills in her room. Then she opened the book and started to read again.

Week - 186 A Change of Tune by shadowcristal

Description: It had been like this as long as anyone could remember. From the first day, Fiol had her corner where she sat all day. No one talked to her, and she didn't talk to anyone. From that first day, the groups formed and she was the outsider.

Week - 185 I Hate Terror Mountain by shadowcristal

Description: The yellow Zafara didn't like the climate. It contrasted awfully to her bright yellow fur and the wind seeped right through her bones. From the first moment she had set her foot there, she felt cold.

Week - 184 Quest for Wings: Part One by shadowcristal

Description: The Poogle felt truly happy watching this beautiful scene, vivid and alive, but she also had another thought. Oh, how she wished to be able to fly!

Week - 185 Quest for Wings: Part Two by shadowcristal

Description: She had to admit that she was a little bit scared. The dark would make it hard to navigate, and she hadn't forgotten that she had only been in the air for one day. Frost felt something wet and sticky surround her as the cloud floated.

Week - 186 Destination: Kreludor - Part One by shadowcristal

Description: Visiting the Lost Desert and the Ruins of Maraqua had been fun, but going to the Virtupets Space Station where that crazy guy called Sloth lurked around? Duh. No.

Week - 187 Destination: Kreludor - Part Two by shadowcristal

Description: "Wow..." Rena trailed off as she touched the outer parts of the spaceship. She noticed that 'X2000' was written in slimy green letters just above her.

Week - 188 Destination: Kreludor - Part Three by shadowcristal

Description: "Umm... Doctor Sloth, it really isn't a good idea to go out all alone in space..."

Week - 187 Jhuidah and the Cooking Pot by shadowcristal

Description: The young faerie looked around, and saw a huge amount of tropical plants. Then she spied what would be her life's work. A big, green, mean pot shone in the bright sunlight.

Week - 182 Illusen's Cake by shadowcristal

Description: The faerie wondered if she didn't love cakes and chocolate enough... She knew for sure that she definitely did not love cooking. Who could love cooking when the result was blackened, inedible piles of something that remotely looked like food?

Week - 183 The Great Easter Treasure Hunt by shadowcristal

Description: I stopped my train of thoughts and started another one, reminding myself that it was actually Easter today. Easter meant Neggs...