Berserk Horse Chapter Novels & Stories

The animal did not know what was coming. Its eyes were innocent. Its breathing peaceful. Then... BAM! The metal bat struck the side of the horse’s head with full force. The horse cried out. Its body staggered. BAM! BAM! The attacks continued. Faster. Crueler. More uncontrolled. Aron Loghan looked completely lost to his rage. Blood began dripping from the animal’s wound, staining the green grass below. The horse’s eyes widened in fear. Its legs weakened. But Aron did not stop.

It was so horrible that it made me cover my ears. From the top of it, I saw someone riding it as if it were just a common horse, yet when he jumped off it, and stared us down, I could just feel the scent of an old Berserker Viking Warrior. Well fuck, we were unquestionably going to have our work cut out for us. These warrior men were not only physically strong on their own, but once they had locked themselves into a battle like trance, they were nearly invincible. The only way we were going to even have a shot at this battle, was to keep him from going into that trance state.

BoldR commented. “What? I’ve never rode a horse before especially not one as big as you “ she scratched his forehead. BoldR walked over. “ Let me give you your first lesson.” He lifted Cassia onto the horse’s back with her legs hanging on either side. “ Now hold right here, and hang on for dear life.” No sooner did she wrap her hands in his wither hair, Belthazar carefully stood up trying not to loose her. She held on tightly as the horse carefully walked onwards.

Bellatrix resumed her forward motion. She noticed a horseshoe as she passed a few houses. Bellatrix's eyes twinkled with delight. They keep horses at their home. Peter and Vladimir have ridden horses many times. Two horses were cutting jabber in the horseshoe. One is black, and the other is brown. Bellatrix managed to subdue the brown horse. Just as the rope around one’s neck opens, she stops when she realizes someone's existence. She let go of the horse's rope and pulled the shard of glass from her chest. She recoiled in terror as she opened the cloth-wrapped piece. No one! Bellatrix sighed and began untying the horse's rope once more. The horse jumped slightly this time. The horse's gaze i

"The road ahead is covered in thorns, Duke!" "You can go back to your comfortable little home. I will not retreat just because a few thorns stand in my way." Derrick did not turn back even once; his entire focus was locked onto a single destination at the end of that forest path. His black horse leaped over large roots protruding from the ground, its powerful legs landing firmly without losing momentum for a second. Years of war had forged the animal into the only creature that truly understood its master's desperation without the need for words.

Not the required smithy he sought, but it would have to do. Rive let out a snort and Valerik patted its neck. The black mane flowing from the horse's neck did nothing to mask the feel of its taut black skin. The muscles underneath bulged against his palm as he performed the gentle action. Rive was a bastardly thing. Its reddened eyes were like the blood of anger. Its muscles strained against its skin. It made it look like a thin vest worn by a muscle bound man. Each sound it made came out as a growl, deep, and menacing. For a horse of the seminary, its strength and appearance was rather unholy.

My fingers laced with Luci’s as we walked into a large dome area. Large cages of animals and creatures I had never seen sat in each cell. Some were downright scary, with large teeth and eyes that glowed in the dark. Dark colors donned their skin with signs that hung on the cages that said, ‘do not touch.’ One cage held a large horse-like creature, but instead of four legs, it only had two and a large tail replacing the hind legs. “Look, Luci! It’s a merhorse!” I giggled as its nose came closer to the cage. I nuzzled it and cooed at the bright yellow animal with hints of scales on its body.

Cassie stepped back, startled. It was a normal reaction for a horse, but it translated as aggression to an already agitated Aser. His wolf roared, but the snarling inside him was something darker and hungrier. Aser lunged at the horse's halter with his good hand and yanked her head down with terrifying force. "SUBMIT!" Aser roared. The horse screamed in panic, and her eyes rolled back still, Aser didn't let go. He snarled and bared his teeth. His eyes flashed, but not with the gold they were familiar with; it was a sick muddy color.

Wait, why does he look like a real berserker? Jeje flies through the sky by boosted by the fire igniting on his back like a real Gundam. He flies tearing the wing with his piercing hand and flies back tearing it again. He keeps doing that that Ahol wings are full of holes. Buriko beats the Tasmanian Devil with his ax in rampaging mode. Why does he really resemble Heracles?!

That fear overrode the fear they had of the army before them. “Halt!” a wielder in front of the Eastern Empire’s army commanded, and the entire army stopped their march with great discipline. There were three men leading the charge. All of them sat on large war horses with red manes. These horses were called Red Maned Horses and were the fastest creatures amongst creatures on the same level. So basically, a 3rd stage earth realm red maned horse was faster than any other creature in the 3rd stage of the earth realm. They were difficult to breed and very expensive. The three men slowly rode forward, leaving the army behind them. Two of them rode behind the one in the middle. The helmets on the