| Enter the Snowflake's lair... |
Circulation: 193,800,643 |
Issue: 715 | 15th day of Sleeping, Y18 |
|
| |
Continued Series
 | Janet and Jane: The Case of the Framed Detectives: Part Three"So where are we going?" Corbin asked me. "To Sunset Isle Mental Health Institution," I answered. "But that's an insane asylum. Why on Neopia are we going there?" "I have to interview someone there."
by chasing_stars44 |  | Chronicles of a Caped Crusader: Long Shadows: Part Six“Darigan's army mobilized over an hour ago and they are systematically sweeping the city. If Morguss and the Painted Lady are in the Citadel, they will find them. It's just a matter of time now,” Loraine said, keeping her eyes on the monitors while she spoke.
by kristykimmy |  | Beneath the Haunted Woods: Part Five“I thought I heard something, like some kind of faint howling. You don’t think there are werelupes down here do you?” She turned to face her brother.
by shadowknight_72 |  | Bottled Faeries Inc.: Part ThreeI had never found the dark scary as a young child. I had never trembled in bed at night, conjuring up imaginary monsters that purportedly lurked beneath my bed, behind my dresser, and inside my closet. But after the Kougra thrust my bottle into the depths of his backpack, I felt a jolt of fear unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
by vanessa1357924680 |  | Duplicity: Part SixThe drawbridge itself could hold half a palace. Spiky vines cracked through the edges of the moat below, slithering through patches of shrubbery. Sunlight glittered off the golden borders of the turrets.
by likelife96 |  | A Light Faerie's Quest: Part Two... Flora gazed into the shimmering basin in Queen Fyora's throne room, her eyes wide with shock. Inside the magical liquid, she saw the shape of a huge figure skulking about. But who, or what, was it?
by alyndasgallery |
| |
|
Search the Neopian Times
Headlines "Agent 42" by opossumman Jacob flicked the switch on the coal-sorter and waited on baited breath. This would be the one, surely. The Christmas Kacheek had spent far too many hours on the device for it to backfire again. Slowly one steam-powered rotor began to turn and moved the coal from one pile into its internal furnace. It worked just as planned: a breakthrough, in his eyes.
"Stealth! Come here! It's actually working!" he yelled to his friend. Stealth, a Silver Eyrie, turned from the twelve-piece jigsaw puzzle he was struggling with at the kitchen table to see his friend beaming with joy.
"That's great! So glad to see it finally come together," he said as he gave his friend a pat on the shoulder with his wing.
"Come to think of it, Stealth, aren't you almost late for that delivery run? You wouldn't want to lose another job, you know?"
Other Stories
---------
The Unsettling Aftereffects The investigation had taken longer than most, but eventually Martenik had narrowed it down to two suspects. One of them had certainly stolen the Air Faerie’s blue topaz crystal.
by jannafer |
---------
Anneslace and the Imposter Apple Anneslace bolted upright in her bed. “A Krawkadon? In the galley? I told Sam he could get a nice, sedate Plathydon, not a Krawkadon.” She paused. “How much… how much food is left?”
by peirigill |
---------
Shopkeepers: The Truth Behind the Counter And then I did a double-take. Because the shopkeeper was none other than Fyora herself. Her Royal Faerie Highness was standing there behind the counter, waving as I left the store dumbstruck. What was the Faerie Queen doing tending a small shop in Altador, waiting for passers-by to peruse her employer’s selection of partially-eaten omelettes?
by cosmicfire918 |
---------
The Truth of the Space Techos It was a hot Tyrannian afternoon when I, the aspiring new reporter, David the Mynci, was interviewing the various factions of the Battleground about the secret society pulling the strings behind Neopian society. That's right, I was asking them about the Space Techos.
by seraphfire |
---------
---------
|
|
|