Asterion Horse Novels & Stories

Beautiful and dangerous. I found myself standing just outside of the Antique Shop, lingering in front of one of the large windows. A child's rocking horse sat on display, but there was nothing old about this antique. The horse was a brilliant shade of white, with multicolor crystals embedded in its mane. The saddle was a beautiful shade of red, in complete contrast with the golden mane and tail.

Trusted him. I… was not that horse. Adam brought it to stand just a few feet in front of me. “Her name’s Aster,” he said, running his hand along her side. “She’s the most patient soul here.” I took a half-step back. “Yeah, well, I’m not sure she’ll appreciate my anxiety radiating through the air like a plague.” He smirked. “You won’t scare her.” “You don’t know that.” “I do,” he said, eyes glinting as he stepped closer. “Because I’m here.”

However, her face did soften when she looked at the little horse. “What type of horse is that? What’s her name?” Sigwulf asked to cover his momentary embarrassment as he stood. Astrid shrugged. “I have no idea what her breed is, but I call her Swift because she runs very fast. She belonged to one of the slavers and he treated her cruelly. I helped keep her warm at night, and fed her when I could. In return I have the only friend I have ever been able to trust. That was before Cull decided to sell me.”

I have no idea what color he is because he’s unfamiliar to me. When I stepped outside, I looked around. My eyes landed on a horse that was very familiar to me, its color caught my attention. This can’t be… “S-Starlight?” I mumbled. I was also looking at the horse. Tears welled up slowly as I saw it. Impossible! I was there when we buried Starlight, so it's impossible for her to be alive! Ace and Starlight have the same color, which is gray. It is a combination of black and white hairs. The color can vary from a light silver shade to a darker charcoal hue.

Malric stood near the far side with a few male wolves, tending to the horses they planned to use. I spotted Lucien immediately. And beside him was Valor. I still remembered the white stallion’s name. But my lycan king? He stood between two horses. One was a giant black stallion. The other, a brown horse with white markings splashed across its coat. “So odd,” I murmured, oddly amused by his very specific taste. Irene chuckled beside me, immediately catching my meaning. “That’s the king’s favourite.” She pointed toward the black stallion. “Though once in a while, he rides the brown one.”

The man knew how to push until everything Pandora desired hung on the word 'surrender'. “Now you’re coming home with me. Five days in the dorm is enough; the remaining two days are when you have to be with me. I won’t accept refusal, Pandora.” That was why Pandora was here. On a vast field. Watching herself in the shadow of a horse. The Thoroughbred Kingston had given her. A horse known as the most competitive breed. Its slender, strong, and agile build supported its ability to run fast, making it capable of tearing through the racecourse.

Her mere presence simply irritates him. At the stable, they chose a good horses to ride on. Cristel ride with Alec for she doesn't know how to ride a horse. They chose to ride Alec's horse- Thunder Storm. It was a beautiful black stallion and it was the child of Black Tornado and Belle. She remember owning the horse the moment he knew that it was the decendant of Black Tornado. Guess he was that really fascinated to Black Tornado. She don't know why he named him Thunder Storm but the animal fits it's name for it was strong and storm like a thunder. He even hired a personal trainer for the stallion that even he was away from the hacienda, he can make sure he was well taken care of.

He could pick up two distinct scents from the blood, one belonging to the horse and the other belonging to a human, Maya's, he presumed. "That was a stable horse from the castle," Xaren pointed out, drawing Triston's and the others attention. He had gotten down to a squat position at the head of the horse and was holding up a brown leather patch he had taken from the horse, pressed into the leather was the Elyrian royal crest. He stretched it over to Triston.

"Yes. So, when sister Kei is dating mas Rian. Mr. Langit used to talk to sister Aira, and she became the closest one for Mr. Langit. By the way, I skiped something, sister Keira is a model and an antique collector. If you've ever found an urn in Mr. Langit's house, it's a souvenir from her when he went abroad, and mas Rian, Sister Aira have it too. Fyi, sister Kei loves pink and orchids." Green brings her memories to things that happened before her marriage to Langit. Antique urn, orchids, and pink. No wonder the man had so many orchids at his house. While the antique urn she had seen was still nicely displayed in the living room. Green also very well remembered Langit complimenting her in h

She had taken him in payment for a debt owed by another Don to her and this was going to be the first time she rode him, it suited her sense of the irony to take him on after the meeting she had just faced down. The stallion was a stunning dark chestnut, and he stood more than sixteen hands, he had four white socks and a white star on his forehead, that was his name, Stella Bianca, [White Star], he pranced as the groom held his reins tossing his glorious long mane as he did so.