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Week - 809

Winter's Wings
by cruthmac
Description: It was a cold day in Neopia Central, or so Winter supposed. The shops were decorated with a thin dusting of snow that only grew larger as more flakes continued falling.

Week - 812

The Magma Mission
by cruthmac
Description: Max had always felt a little different from the rest of his siblings. Not very useful, even...

Week - 815

Standing Out and Fitting In
by cruthmac
Description: It was early morning in Terror Mountain, and snow was falling, as it so often did. It coated the already snow-covered landscape in a thicker white cloak, obscuring the view of anything else in sight.

Week - 845

Have an Ice Halloween!
by cruthmac
Description: It was Halloween on Terror Mountain.

Well, it was Halloween everywhere, of course, but the point is, our story begins on Terror Mountain. Snow-covered jack-o-lanterns were displayed outside each house, and all the trick-or-treaters were trying to figure out how to make their costumes look good over warm coats and hats.


 
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Nothing is Scarier than a Halloween Brat
It was Halloween night, and Walda the Baby Kacheek was sitting at home with a glum expression on her face. While her friends were out trick-or-treating, she was being punished for misbehavior which may or may not have included a chocolate-induced sugar rush. “Grounded on Halloween!” she exclaimed to herself. “This stinks!”

by _brainchild_

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Piece of Neopia: Halloween Part 1
Oh...that's why

by hauntinq

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Neohome Sweet Neohome: Halloween Edition
A free bonus with every purchase?

by eugenie247

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Fright Show (For the Halloween issue)
It's a cold October evening. The leaves are falling in front of you. You're walking the same path you've traveled before except something is different.

by wickedsadgirl

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The Spirit of the Haunted Woods
“I promise you that there is no need to worry about our new guest here, Lugus. He should pose no concern to the court nor the king nor any and all the people of Altador, I can assure you!”

by breadlad



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