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The Fallen: Cursed

The Lupe king--or ex-king, really--glared at himself in the mirror set before him...

by ayame_23
Little Wonders

"With how tall these trees are and how small this wood is, I should easily see the shops or the park. I don't even see the smoke rising from the chimneys of the factories. This is kinda cool..."

by kristykimmy
Cheat! Maladies

"That's eleven losses in a row now," he complained.

by ceec555
Tegema's Quest

Hastily shoving the stopwatch back into her bag, she looked back up as the shopkeeper dragged the Spicy Geraptiku Tea into her view.

by dragonburst
Sooty Happiness

"That's it? He's locked himself in his room five times and gotten mad at me just because he wanted a petpet?!"

by thealleycat13
Through His Eyes

The Lupe slammed her book closed. "Tomi, I don't have time for your little games!"

by bananahorn
Smartycara and the Evil Fuzzle

"Does this thing scare you?" Mar asked me, holding the Fuzzle to my face.

by marbookworm22
The One About the Quiggle

Being a traveling storyteller, I was usually the one giving the stories, not receiving them...

by jack_skelling10
The Few Advantages

The Baby Lupe was terrified. She shouldn't be here, and she knew it...

by islandstar93
Location, Location, Location

Rinok Fitel wouldn't say he was bitter. Well, okay, maybe a little. Well, okay, maybe a lot. But wouldn't you be? He was stuck as the right defender—the worst possible location where one could be.

by silveryswirls
From Sushi to Chaos

Byron frowned. He had labeled each of his products with a sticker that stated the price. He examined the container in the customer's hands and spotted that the bright yellow sticker was there, precisely in the middle of the clear container cap.

by ooriteddyaga
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"The One About the Quiggle" by jack_skelling10
The soft knock might as well have been a sledge hammer banging on the door, so much did it disturb my concentration. Frowning, I put down the jar of peanut butter I had been eating out of and went to open the door. Standing on the worn out "Welcome to Pavilion Inn" mat was a bespectacled yellow Kacheek, looking a bit twitchy and nervous. "Ah, hello there..."

Other Stories


Avatar Collecting: The Sport, Obsession, and Problem
I believe that we lost the point of gaining avatars. The reward of a cool new avatar for participating, exploring, and looking up has become clickable.

by syrithina


What Now? What To Do When Your Goals Are Done!
This is a guide to the infinite alternatives to leaving the site when your Neopian goals are complete!

by bekaree


Insured?: Part One
"I wish to speak with the Queen on a matter of much urgency," Northolt said. It was a lie, but then so was everything about him. His name wasn't Northolt, he wasn't a Lord, and he wasn't even a real Lutari...

by herdygerdy


The Legend of Vasnia: Part One
Years passed. Vasnia had slipped into a dark era—one that was utterly miserable. But however terrible it was, it was looked back upon with envy after the Invaders came...

by costa_rican_girl


Try It On Before You Buy!
Be sure to make your clothes fit nicely before you buy them. They may end up ripping in the end!

by sakoris


Hungry Grarrl + Chocolate = Yikes!

by chkmic8

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