Voice of the Neopian Pound Circulation: 192,587,388 Issue: 653 | 11th day of Swimming, Y16
Home | Archives Articles | Editorial | Short Stories | Comics | New Series | Continued Series
 

Short Stories


Drawing

As he was applying some purple to the edges of the sky, a Scriblet climbed onto his shoulder, its antennae twitching as it studied the drawing.

by goodsigns
Catacomb Calamity

"You are to go in there and bring me back the finest treasure your little paws can get a hold of..."

by testrachelamy
Tales From the Desert: An Origin Story

Since he had been a small Neopet, all he could see himself doing was become a great chef.

by ibeth602
Patience Makes A Dream Come True

"I can't believe it, Mostoff, he's asleep, he's actually asleep!" the Hissi whispered to his Melton...

by paranoidnarcissist
Pay It Forward

A little kindness can go a long way.

by jarm9
A Gift Called Hope

It was a cool Friday evening when the small Blue Krawk's case was finally seen before the Faerie court.

by valianttsadhe
The Story of a Plushie

My name is Meta... or it used to be. I haven't had a name for a long time now.

by reiqua
Event Horizon

Commander Hyren's bare feet compacted the starch-fine layer of sooty dust covering the desolate planetoid, tagged in his helmet's heads-up display only as Calixto Sigma-3204...

by cosmicfire918
 
Search the Neopian Times




Headlines


"Drawing" by goodsigns
As he was applying some purple to the edges of the sky, a Scriblet climbed onto his shoulder, its antennae twitching as it studied the drawing. Quite suddenly, it leapt into the air, its blue-and-red beetle wings buzzing, aiming for the canvas...




Other Stories


---------

The Great and Wonderful Kauvara
An Interview with the Owner of the Neopian Magic Shop

by mithos__

---------

How To Survive Krawk Island & Live to Tell the Tale
For the adventurer in you!

by 2_andromeda_8

---------

The Persecution: Part Five
"Are you kidding me? A little silver and garlic and we can have them all under control!"

by racerfishy

---------

Runaway: Part Four
Bluish-gray waves slapped against the shore and the thick fog turned the piles of dark rocks and brush into indistinct blurs in the distance.

Except, one of those indistinct blurs was moving. Toren threw caution to the wind and ran...

by catchinglights


---------

Life is a Playground - Battle Time!
Get ready to fight!

by larenchan

---------

Grave... Danger?
Just where did they find a cupcake shop?

by dinoblox



Submit your stories, articles, and comics using the new submission form.