Bleeding Horse Dublin Novels & Stories

"Mr. David has led the horse for Ms. Alyssa to the racecourse! Upon learning that, Jameson adjusted his glasses with a burning rage in his eyes. … David sent a horse trainer to present the guests with a magnificent champagne-colored Golden Ausman horse. "Mr. David, this horse is truly rare! I've heard of Golden Ausman horse before, but seeing it in person is a first!" "This horse probably costs a good ten million." David gleefully replied, "Ten million dollars? You're underestimating its value." He gently caressed the horse's smooth skin. "These pure-bred horses from Bahari are rare. They fetch at least 15 million."

“Be calm.” To the amazed people around, the horse stopped its wild advancements and stopped. It then did a turn and slowly advanced to Blake and Xuanlu’s position, lowering its head as if it were a child being scolded. Blake looked at the majestic Black horse with a golden horn in the middle of its head. One could see that it was well-bred. A young youth came running, panting as he witnessed the horse standing there with Blake and Xuanlu with his head down, looking soroful. “Huang, how dare you try and escape from me!” The youth of eight in age called out, still trying to catch his breath.

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

“You boys try not to do your learning in my direction. I’ve been known to get riled when I’m shot at.” When the two Irishmen came trotting up to the horse herd behind Augustus and Jake, Dish Boggett could hardly believe his eyes. He had always heard that the Hat Creek outfit was peculiar, but arming men who didn’t even know how to dismount from their horses was not so much peculiar as insane. Augustus took the lead on a big white horse named Puddin’ Foot, and Jake Spoon followed him. Jake looked sour as clabber, which suited Dish fine. Maybe Lorena hadn’t fallen quite in love with him, after all.

Soon everyone was at the barn picking out a horse of their choice. Gia picked a black thoroughbred horse. Julio picked a gray sweat-blooded horse. Damon led out a Serra, French horse. The horse was not as valuable as the others, but it was snow white with a shiny coat and very beautiful. Aurora chose an Arabian horse, pure black. The others also chose their horses. The club had specialized equestrian instructors. Everyone who didn’t previously know how to ride horses were taught how. In no time at all, the horses began to run wildly and recklessly through Happy Valley.

The air shimmered with heat, and the familiar scent of brimstone mixed with hay filled my nostrils. "And this," I said with a flourish, "is where we keep the hell horses." Sebastian's jaw dropped as he took in the sight of the massive, obsidian-black steeds, their manes and tails flickering with ethereal flames. I approached one of my favorites, a mare named Ember, and stroked her flaming head. The fire licked at my skin, warm but not burning. "Holy shit," Sebastian breathed, his eyes wide with fascination. "They're... beautiful."

We both laughed and I saw Marie sneak a little smile at the remark. “Oh, yea! We just can’t understand them. Wouldn’t that be cool? Quabbles scared the living daylights out of me when I found her.” Marie flinched and turned around to face Gabe. “Gabe! Enough of Quabbles! Goodness you’re impossible!” We both giggled and then I turned to my horse. He was a beautiful black and white horse. His mane was silky black like Gabe’s hair and his body was white with black spots.

Moreover who listens to best friend until and unless some problem arises. Putting a full stop to my thinking, I went inside the washroom, washed up and did my morning routine.... I didn't put any makeup for obvious reasons, as i have surgeries to do and just went with a light cream and a lipstick of light pink shade.... It's actually one of my favourites... Although pink is not the colour I prefer as I am not a pink person... Well, I am black person... Let's leave as soon as possible otherwise I would be late... I went out not before locking my house and tried to look for a cab or rickshaw...

They hired workers and experts to maintain their horses’ health, including diet, grooming, and performance. The damn horse stable was bigger than my apartment. From the bottom of each stall hinged door was made of wood with bars attached in elegantly U-shaped allowing the head of the horse to move freely. It had windows and fans for ventilation and didn’t even smell disgusting at all. There were saddles, stirrups, headgear, halters, and bridles hung on its corner. “That’s Applejack, Bianca’s horse.” Bob pointed to the horse with a tall and slim figure. He said it was a thoroughbred and one of the most expensive horses that originated from England.

Sam stuck her tongue out at Dani as she continued grooming Bourbon, “What’s the worse thing that could happen?” Kevin shook his head and gave Dani a knowing look as he turned and started back to the porch. “That’s what I’m afraid of” he murmured. He sat on the porch, leaning back in one of the rocking chairs as he watched the girls going through their routine. Kevin watched the girls finish their horses, load them into the trailer, along with two others, a black leopard Appaloosa named Harley Quinn and a blue roan Quarter Horse named Rebel. Sam ran up to the porch, and hugged her father closely kissing his cheek before she stood up.