Cool Breeze Stables Novels & Stories

If by stables, one meant massive, equine care center. Isabella’s jaw dropped as they stepped inside. What the Grey Wolves called a simple stable housed over fifty horses. “This is incredible.” Layla smiled, following Isabella’s gaze. “I suppose it is.” They walked through the building, the stable hands casting occasional glances their way, but not questioning their presence. Isabella petted several of the horses, stroking their manes as Layla outlined the details of the Grey Wolves’ ranching

I freeze against the wall for three full seconds when I hear a door creak int he east corridor of the packhouse, it stops as though it has been caught before footsteps move away and silence comes back. I breathe out. Keep moving. The stables are around the east side of the manor grounds, which means crossing the open courtyard, which is the part of this plan I like least, thirty feet of open stone with no cover and good sightlines from the upper windows. I do it fast, head down, coat dark, and nobody shouts from above. Cobalt is in the third stall. He’s a brown gelding with an attitude problem and an inexplicable fondness for me that developed entirely through bribery, and when I slide the s

“Much more impressive than your world’s tame little ponies.” Andrea’s eyes widened. “I am not riding those!” Instead of answering directly, he took her hand and led her into the spacious stone stables. “Would you like to see the finest stag in all the land?” “Pass.” The packed dirt aisles were free of droppings or suspicious stains. Thanks to the doors that opened into back walls of the stalls (she could see glimpses of tall fences through them) it smelled fresher than she would have thought. She was about to ask about that when she saw a group of large black beetles gathered around a pile of dung. Clicking noises emanated from them as they picked up patties in their huge jaws.

"Move." Kai Feng didn't argue. He took a massive breath, his chest expanding against my legs, and shoved his way through the final exit of the flue. The wood gave way with a loud, splintering crash as we tumbled out onto the wet, pine-scented floorboards of the lower paddock row. The stables were a total disaster zone. The roof was half-gone, letting in the red, smoky glare of the burning palace above, and the black river water was already rushing down the center aisle like a wild creek, making the horses scream in their stalls.

Eugene nodded his head. "Yes, Nick said that behind this house there is a stable where the horses are cared for and it also has a farm that grows some vegetables, fruits, and some kinds of herbs. I don't know about the others, but hearing that from the people here made me believe that this place is so extravagant that even I didn't expect it to be this big. I thought that jerk just sold this place for a higher price to tease me, but it turns out that he sold it with a friendly price." When the wind starts to blow, Eugene laughs as he brushes his hair backward. "That jerk is too sweet," he said, recalling Elias' iconic silly face. Yeah, even though that man is too silly and playful, he always

I feel my heart skip a beat. As if sensing my fear, Bruce turns to me "Come, they won’t bite. Well, unless you put your hand in their mouth, that is? Afraid of horses, are you?” he says with half a mastiff smile. “Well, I have never been close to one actually, but I love them,” I say, looking very embarrassed. “Well then let’s fix it”, he started walking towards the stables again. Opening the big doors of the stables, my eyes grew wide as I took in the scenery before me. It was huge with about thirty stables, horses’ heads coming out of them.

I know he doesn't want me but must he be so rude and curt? The stench of dung is smoldering as I step into the stable. The air is thick and heavy, and quite hotter than outside. The stable is divided into various pens which holds the graceful animals. A young groom about my age greets us with a bow or rather he greets Kyan and avoids looking at me.

It was a win-win for him as they could help set them all straight. As they passed through the office and the other facilities that were open to the guests like the wash room, a small gym, a vending machine, and the place the breakfasts were served. They then went outside and saw the corrals up and open. The fences were basic but enough to keep the cows from wandering too far. As soon as they neared the stables, he saw a smile come out on her face. She was looking over the horses. “Wanna go for a quick ride?” he asked as they got closer to the stables.

I slide out of the bed and look into the window why combing my hair with my fingers. “Gosh, I hope Mera won’t get angry at me.” I sigh as I remember what we have done the whole day yesterday. We walk all around the forest, went into the near river, and even talk about what is best for the house like wallpaper and paint colors for the inside. It turns out that Cole is planning to build a stable behind the house and there are 3 horses tied on the back. We went riding the horses as we look around the whole property. It is private property so no one is there but only us. We even have a movie marathon in that place for the first time Cole is so different. It is as if I am with a different but fun

But Havana still bowed and says, "As your wish, Young Lady." Cecilia smiled and happily tailing the Baron. The Ambrose's carriage was nothing but ordinary. It was made by the cheap woods, and the horse is skinny. "Why did the horse look so sick?" "Well, the grass is hard to find lately, Young Lady." "How about the water?" "The water is okay." "Then, can I see the horse stable?" Baron stared her blankly, "Is there something wrong?" "Just curious. Can I?" Baron nodded and show her the way to the stable. The building was so small and only has two sheds with a stack of straws as their bed.