Week - 602 Neopian Cooking: Preparing Meridell and Altadorian by jrayeb3

Description: Neopia has many tasty and not so tasty foods.

Week - 612 Say Yes To The Stew! by jrayeb3

Description: How about some stew? Stew is a nice, easy recipe, for any time!

Week - 635 Lost Desert In A Nutshell by jrayeb3

Description: Today, we'll be exploring the wonderful land of the Lost Desert, filled with rich lore and beautiful buildings.

Week - 638 The Oracle Games: A Fashion Guide by jrayeb3

Description: While the Oracle Games are raging, one thought is burning in the back of my mind: What am I going to wear?!

Week - 641 15 Spring Reads by jrayeb3

Description: If you like to curl up with something to read, here are 15 books for the spring!

Week - 703 I'm Going To Make Things Right by jrayeb3

Description: I stood in the doorway of my safety deposit box. Clutter filled every inch, items ranging from old Neggs to 500,000 Neopoint scrolls saved from my earlier years. My Neopets stood silently in the doorway, taking in the mess. “AAAA-CHOO!”

Week - 717 He'd Have To Wait by jrayeb3

Description: The foliage was springy underpaw as Lopez stepped through the jungle, a camera strung around his neck. After a pawstep, the leaves would jump right back up to where they had been a second before. As the Kougra walked on, the sun grew fainter and fainter, the surroundings growing dark. Bright green plants changed into dark bushes as he walked on.

Week - 723 Ghostly Dreams by jrayeb3

Description: Identity. That was something Sylva didn't have the time or courage to keep anymore. Sylva had been a dashing young Lupe, adventurous, newly wed, setting out to sail every other weekend. What ever he was now wasn't that. Quite the opposite, if anything.

Week - 724 Visit To The Neopian History Museum by jrayeb3

Description: My steps echoed through the corridor, my paws cold from the granite. I stuck my paws in the pockets of my hoodie, warming them slightly. My owner stood next to me, walking me into this strange place. A museum, she had said it was. But so far, all I had seen was a long hallway. Jessa grabbed my arm.

Week - 727 Water and Maractite by jrayeb3

Description: The pencil wobbled as he tried to form letters. The sketchy lines barely met the paper, and they were hardly even readable. Vechia. If you squinted your head and turned it the right way, it sort of looked like his name.

Week - 728 Sylva's Spirit: Origins: Part One by jrayeb3

Description: Sylva nodded. This would be his 4th colonization trip. Usually the natives were quite surprised to see unknown faces, but Sylva had a calming, yet stoic presence, easing fears of the unknown for them.

Week - 729 Sylva's Spirit: Origins: Part Two by jrayeb3

Description: he water was bright, and as Sylva stood on deck with Eliza sitting near him, he felt almost no fear. Almost. He carefully reached inside his pocket and pulled out the letter, yellowed with the age of barely two years.

Week - 730 Sylva's Spirit: Origins: Part Three by jrayeb3

Description: Sylva vowed to not say a word to any of the crew about the stranger looking at him .As the day blended into night, makeshift beds were formed out of leaves on the beach. It was cold in the evenings, and leaves didn't do much to keep the heat in. Eliza had approached Sylva, her face bittersweet, thankful to be alive and sad at the situation. The two sat down in the sand, now cool under their paws.

Week - 731 Thorn's Take On Free Speech: Meridell by jrayeb3

Description: Greetings. My name is Thorn, and I am a Gelert that hails from the outskirts of the Meridell-Brightvale borders, and I have the misfortune of living with a Meridellian knight.