Bleeding Horse Dublin Novels & Stories

He said with a puffed out chest and proud tone. Among the horses, there was Septa, a spirited mare with a coat that mirrored the vibrant colors of a sunrise. Her mane and tail flowed like liquid fire, weaving a tapestry of brilliance as she galloped through the meadows. By her side was Midnight, a stallion with a coat as dark as the night sky, adorned with stars that glimmered with a celestial glow. In a corner stall stood labroha, a gentle mare with a coat as pure as moonlight itself. She possessed an ethereal beauty that captivated all who gazed upon her, and her presence radiated a soothing calmness that whispered of forgotten secrets.

“Old Blaze here is a Friesian. He is very gentle even though he looks scary. Hailey, you will be riding him." Giving Bruce a shocked look, I could just nod. How on earth am I supposed to get on that massive horse and jump? The other horse was smaller, about 11 hands with a flashing patterned coat. “Daisy here is a Pony of the Americas. She will be yours, Fraya”, Bruce says as he hands her the rains. Why must I have the large one? Is there no smaller one? I know I am not thin, but I do not think that I need one this big.

" Sunny then told her brother James all about the pale white horse that she had seen in Verona. She explained that when you see the horse, you're in deep trouble, and then she went on about how she had seen the horse in Ocean City while riding a Ferris wheel. Sunny's voice trembled as she recounted the eerie details of her encounter with the horse, emphasizing its piercing red eyes and ghostly presence. James listened intently, his disbelief gradually turning into a sense of unease. He couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to Sunny's unsettling experience.

The trainer threw the lead aside and cleaned the dust off the brown horse with a bristle brush. The brown horse suddenly moved violently and panted when he touched its neck. It even stomped its hooves repeatedly as if it was feeling very uncomfortable. The trainer felt very strange. He took a close look and found out that there was a faint scar under its neck, and it was still bleeding. The hair under its neck had a darker shade of brown. The scar was right under the lead, so he did not notice it.

Her dad stayed outside for a while, his stance wide, and his arms crossed like a warrior guarding a treasure. A few days later, Celine was walking through the stables and saw a new horse. A beautiful grey Dutch Warmblood gelding. She stopped one of the stable hands and asked, “Who is this?” “That’s Apollo.”, he said. “He came this morning. You just missed the owner.” “He’s beautiful.”, Celine said and cooed to the beautiful male. “He’s tall.”, she said admiring the horse. “And his color is gorgeous.”

I run to the garbage and spit it out. “You know Sausage probably had his head in that dish, right?” I spit one more time. “I should have thought of that.” “It’s okay, Sausage is pretty clean with his mouth.” “Yeah… I don’t believe you. Anyway, they can have all they want. That stuff is disgusting. Maybe I’d better stick to picking out horses and leave the cooking for the chef.” “How’s the horse shopping going, by the way?” Langston asks. “Actually, pretty well. There’s a new colt being born soon with an excellent pedigree. Both the dam and sire are from long lines of winning horses. Some have even won the Kentucky Derby.”

He dragged her through the woods till they were in a small village, he hid behind a large stable peeping, she leaned forward to peer at what he was looking at but he pulled her behind him till one man walked out of the stable. When they were sure the man was gone and but of sight, Dragomir moved stealthily towards the stable and opened it, there were over twenty horses male and female and three ponies. Raisel looked at them with awestruck eyes, “Oh so adorable” “Raisel be on the lookout”, Dragomir said, he brought out a knife to untie one of the stallions, it looked just like Fury but it was much smaller in size and it had white specks in different areas of his body.

The other party said, “Madam went riding with the little master today. I don’t know what happened, but the horse got scared and kicked Madam. Madam passed out. I just took her to the hospital and the doctor said that her condition is a little serious.” Clarissa said anxiously, “What exactly happened? How did my mother get kicked by a horse?! What was the steward doing? What was the manager of the race course doing? Tell the manager of the race course to pack up and get lost immediately! Take that horse out and kill it! If it could kick my mother today, it might drop my son tomorrow!” The other party stammered, “Miss... that is the horse that Sir bought from Turkmenistan for more than eight m

If you accept me or not… it does not matter in the end… you would still be mine. There was a sudden blur of darkness moving past her and she all but raised her hand as if to move, a command dying past her lips as her prized stallion all but charged forward with an angry neigh towards her enemy. “Damon don’t!” she breathed out. Too late– “Such undeserving loyalty,” the knight in white lamented as he stepped aside and swiftly tore the horse in half with a simple cut of a sword. Her heart had all but stilled within her chest as the Princess gazed down at her fallen steed, her father’s only gift to her bleeding and dying on the snow-covered ground, staring straight at her with wide, dimming eyes

She was so beautiful, laughing with delight as I urged Morningstar into a canter and Sunshine followed suit. 'Do you feel confident enough to go for an all-out gallop?' I asked her, and her eyes lit up, glowing brilliant emerald green.' Yes, please.' I nudged Morningstar's flanks, and he was off, ears pricked, and tail held high in the classic Arab way, his long, powerful legs lengthening his stride. Sunshine tried gamely to keep up, her snowy white tail flying out behind her as we raced across the valley. I was quite a way in front of her, so when Sunshine caught her hoof in a rabbit hole, making her pitch forward and sending Angelique flying over her head, all I heard was a startled yell.