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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 Three

I 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 Six

The 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
 
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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?"




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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

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Proving the Existence of Jelly World
n building off down a dark alley in Neopia Central, a group of pets got together to discuss an idea that many would not be able to voice in public. “Now, I’m not saying it is true right away,” Started their self-proclaimed leader, a Jelly Kau named Jeandra, “But suppose that Jelly World does actually exist.”

by greenj12356

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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

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Secrets of the DMBGPoP
The Discarded Magical Blue Grundo of Prosperity has been an unquestioned part of the Faerieland landscape for nearly a decade. In recent years, it has become part of many Neopians' daily routine, bringing joy and the occasional free plushie. Despite its popularity, however, few know anything about the plushie, choosing not to look a gift Uni in the mouth. Fortunately, if there is one thing I'm good at, it's asking questions.

by heroed

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The NT's Best Secret -- Until Today!
Country music and Aishas -- 100% guaranteed to tip the scale in your favor!

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by certifiabletrash


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Random Oddness
Moral of the story - don't trust strangers.

by mistyqee



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