Bleeding Horse Dublin Novels & Stories

Why? Is Ruby so good at everything? She growled. Caleb cursed under his breath. As Ruby approached the flag first, he yelled, Ruby, even if you win, it's only because of that cursed horse. If I had a steed like that, you wouldn't stand a chance. He was seeing red, cracking the whip over and over. His horse from the Knight stable was considered second only to Chasing Wind, but its breeding had a limit, and its speed had already maxed out.

A pair of sunglasses covered my bruised, hazel eyes. Four horses ran around the field. One of them looked like my horse, Bullet, but I had been gone so long I couldn't be sure. Bullet was a black horse. I used to jump him in competitions and ride him just for fun. Bullet was a Holstein. Sometimes I would barrel race with Helen's Thoroughbred horse Duke. Duke was mostly brown but with some white between his eyes and on his legs. “Oh my god.” A high-pitched voice broke the silence. I turned around to come face to face with Helen.

I look at him. "She is beautiful. Honestly, if you put a horn on this horse she could pass as a unicorn", I slowly stroke her body, she is perfect. "She is an Andalusian horse, Jaguar is a Friesian horse and fish, well fish is a fish" I laugh shaking my head, he is far from a fish, and Jaguar is beautiful and black, he reminds me of the story black beauty. "Okay Fish is a Knabstrupper, I had hoped MJ would look at the spots and call him Dalmatian, spot, but no he got fish" I laugh, the horse is unusual I have never seen a horse with spots.

Karinna said, spying two horses that were standing close to each other, one white and one black, of similar height and build, both having saddlebags of supplies, “Cassius and I will take those two.” “I call on the spotted one,” Kealy said, louder than what was required, nudging Venya slightly aside to close the gap between herself and the horse that had a coat of brown with white splotches spattered randomly across its body. “What!?” Venya cried launching herself over to the same horse. Venya and Kealy squabbled for a few moments when finally a forlorn Kealy slumped away and began to walk to the final horse. He was smaller than the other horses, and only slightly bigger than Grub’s, but had

"How in the blue hell do you expect me to mount this horse?" I chuckled, "This thing's dick is level with my head!" "That's my boy, Hades," Zeus corrected while patting the horse, "He's my Clydesdale. This is Artemis, an Irish Draught. I won them in a card game in Scotland." I shook my head in disbelief, "She's nearly as massive as Hades." "Calm down," Zeus spanked me. "Uh!" I yelped.

He told me he owned the whole area, even across the street, and that there were fences just along the property line, which was nowhere close to us. Doug, the rancher, led us onto his property and past his house to a barn, where the horse noises grew louder. He brought Hunter to a big, beautiful, black horse, then I followed him over to a sweet, speckled horse. Doug put an apple in my hand and told me to feed it to her. He told me her name was Honey Lemon, and told me about how he came to pick that name. I watched as she devoured the apple and nestled her big nose into my hands. I slowly and gently rubbed her nose and along her body while Doug grabbed the saddle and it’s set up to put on Hone

“He’s dangerous.” “Do you have any info on him?” I stop next to the pen, watching the horse pace back and forth. The horse isn’t in the best condition, but he’s still strikingly gorgeous. Tall, jet black, with only a tiny band of white around his back hooves, he reminds me of Phoenix. “He’s a thoroughbred?”

After a while he fell asleep there. The white horses became restless, among them the blood horse. They raised their heads and snorted. The wind subsided, the leaves and the fern froze. And as if the wind had stopped him beforehand, the menacing shadow now fell on the horses! The beautiful mare suddenly buckled and rolled onto her side, tormented by convulsions, they twitched their legs. Her eyes rolled wildly and her nostrils were distended. Something stirred between her hind legs and suddenly there were two forelegs and a foal's head. The mare pressed hard, but the foal stopped halfway. The mare put her head down to catch her breath, cramps passed through her bloated body again, and she nei

hilly path to where the horses were untethered, waiting. She nodded, offering her father a heart-warming smile. " I'm excited as much as you are, Dad." she rubbed his back sweetly. "wow! The horses all look very beautiful!" she beamed as she admired the horses with sparkling eyes. "Could that be the horse that fell sick?" she inquired impatiently as she points in the direction of the Cleveland Bay Horse. "How is she doing now?" Drake nodded. "As you can see, she's doing perfectly. The vet doc came a few appointed times and ran some checks on her. she said she's up for a real race. And you will be riding her."

Dankein said patted the back of the horse and the animal just nodded as if he understood everything Dankein said. Drampus was his royal horse. But due to the abrupt change in the weather of Siesta valley, the horse was not in good health and hence Dankein left him there in Trevor's care and took the other horse instead. Finding a spot nearby, he tied the horse over there and whispered,