| A Waffle Paradise |
Circulation: 193,437,521 |
Issue: 690 | 17th day of Swimming, Y17 |
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Short Stories
 | Difficulties: Adventures in MovingA Baby Usul, curled in a dark orange blanket stared out the window of her family’s Neohome in beautiful Faerieland. She was lying on her bed, with silent tears streaming from the fact she arrived home safely. Maybe change in life isn’t so bad, after all. Wait- that sounds like the end of the story doesn’t it?
by peridotsu |  | One Summer's Day"Hey look, it's Mystery Island! We're almost at Mystery Island!" Daizm, plushie Kacheek shouted excitedly from the front of the ferry she, her brother and her adopted cousins were on. She blinked as sea spray from the ferry powering through the waves, splashed her in face. She has halfway over the railing at the front of the ferry when someone grabbed her wrist.
by orisasda |  | Hannah and The Faerie CavernsWhat a great adventure! Also by: o_babypet4me_o
by sky_lady |  | A Snow Faerie's VacationA slender index finger adorned with bright blue nail polish traced over a map of Neopia. Faerieland, Haunted Woods, Lost Desert, Krawk Island, the different lands seemed to jumble together in an indiscriminate manner in the mind. The owner of the index finger was none other than Taelia, the most well known Snow Faerie in all of Neopia. Her cold gaze fixed upon the giant map that took up the entirety of her desk.
by sassyxsandra |  | Heritage or Dreams“Would you come with me?”, he pleaded, his normally sharp magma eyes oozing with puppy-lupe sadness. “No. Quick, you know this is something you need to do on your own.”
by erynamrod |  | With a Little Help From My FriendsA continuation of the story "Only Time Will Tell"
by lugal222 |  | The Cuuny EffectYoungsters these days just didn’t know when to give up. “If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a thousand times. The way The Chocolate Factory works is a total mystery. Even if you could go inside, you’d never come back out.”
by ferna96 |
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 Top 25 Summer Treats
It doesn't matter where you are, whether you are on the beach playing in the sand, at a campfire with your friends, or just at home wanting a cool treat to beat the heat, we have many favourite treats to choose from. Here are tweny five delicious and mouth-watering foods to tease your taste buds.Also by blue_eyed_tiger_j
by wokitana |
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 Flutter: Part One
The only thing I knew for certain is that I am a female Aisha. Well, what about my color? Let me explain. I have pink fur with red stripes and wings more reminiscent of a Carmariller than a faerie Aisha. That’s four colors all in one. How did that happen? I don’t know. I was born that way.
by 77thbigby |
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 The Fire Within: Part Eight
Yardly returned to the Font alone, though Marbelle and her soldiers were waiting, hidden, in the tunnels beyond. Waiting for Yardly's signal. Waiting to storm their birthplace. The plan was simple. Yardly would go in and eliminate Igneot. Then he would signal the others to follow. It was a ludicrously stupid plan, of course, and Yardly knew this.
by herdygerdy |
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