Asterion Horse นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“And this is Cobalt. He is a thoroughbred Arabian and has enough trophies to fill this entire lawn.” Josh introduced a new horse to Millicent, his voice full of pride as he stroked the mane of the huge, imposing russet horse “We can take a look at the room dedicated to his feats, later. He was one of the stars in the eyes of Tommaso, the boss’s father.” “Did he win many contests?” Alice watched her daughter ask, very concentrated “Like... Spelling? I’ve seen older girls get candy for this when I’m at daycare.”

she asked softly, fingertips still on the horse's withers as if she received strength from the horse. Atlas, of course, held steady. He was bred to be a warhorse and, more importantly, a horse of Ares. Like any animal, horses can sense certain dangers. As an Ares, similar yet different from a Hades, I am seen as dangerous to animals. I clicked once as I guided Atlas into a turn to head back to the healing tents my group had brought the members of Apollo House to. "If it wasn't, I was not told. I named him four years ago when I chose him as my horse." I explained.

I hurried towards it, it look like a stallion I'm sure it is but I didn't know much about horse or any animals for that matter, its hair was so long and black, his eyes so dark it reminded me of Jet, even the horse was black. "Oh you fond Jello" Clair said watching me. "Oh my God! He is so beautiful! He is a he right?" I cried, too bad the horse just stared at me like I was dumb or something. "Yes a he, a stallion. The very last of its breed, only heavens knows where Jet got him from" "I want to ride it!" I reached to pull the door open but a groom appeared from nowhere and stopped me before I could reach for the door, I jerk back in surprised.

The Alpha’s eyes widened slightly and then he composed himself. “Kaeleigh Buckley, as the bond forms from blood, I officially recognise and accept you as a member of the Dark Moon pack.” He turned to the audience, still holding my hand. “I announce Kaeleigh Buckley, formerly of the Scarlet Circle pack, now bound by blood to the Dark Moon pack.” then he turned back to me and smiled

Ashton quickly collected the cards and reshuffled them before dealing them out. The five men played three hands. Cedric played carelessly at first, losing two hands early on. As the game progressed, port was consumed liberally by all except Al Zahrani, who did not wish to indulge. "I say, Al Zahrani, you wouldn't happen to have heard of a horse called Firestorm? I believe that's his English name," Cedric asked, his voice smooth and relaxed thanks to the port. Firestorm was a purebred Arabian stallion who was worth a fortune and rumored never to have left Arabia. Nor was the horse permitted to be bred with any foreign breed. No Englishman had been able to get his hands on any of his offspring

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.

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.