Dark Horse Novels & Stories

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

I didn’t need anyone finding out about this meeting. “No, I covered my tracks.” I followed Rook to a spot where he had hidden our two Nightmares. Nightmares are demonic horses that are black with manes and tails made of fire, their eyes are red and unless you are a demon, I wouldn’t recommend touching one. One touch from a nightmare could make you have horrific dreams for the rest of your life. They fed off fear and loved to torment the living. I mounted Amdis, my Nightmare. I've had had him since I was young, and he was loyal. The only one who could ride him was me. If another tried, they would end up seriously injured.

Because the miracle only came to those who never gave up. *** Without realizing it, days passed quickly. It had been almost a week since Grussel drove me out of the base, and the punishment would end soon. Tomorrow night was the day of the hunting. The Dark Night would be back in action. I heard from Dimas, our target was an animal like a tiger named Orska. I'd only ever heard it. From the illustrations given by him, the creature was like a tiger but bigger. Nearly as tall as an adult human. They hunted for the long fang. At a glance, Orska was similar to the ancient animal Smilodon or saber-tooth lion. The hunt seemed challenging after several days of idling in the clinic of Aunt Saantya.

“I know, but for now, we don’t have a choice. We should find Travion no matter what.” Hadir came back after a few minutes along with a black horse. “This is Dark. Meet Seti and Attisha.” Seti and Attisha were mesmerized upon seeing the majestic horse, especially its golden eyes. The two shifters looked at each other. “Where did you get this?” Set asked. “Oh, Dark… oh well, this is the favorite horse of Master Davie, the one governing this village… and—” “And what?” Seti and Attisha said in unison.

“You can count on forty horses at sunup, thirty-five dollars a horse.” “We’ll be here,” Wilbarger said. “You won’t have to hunt us up.” “Wait a minute,” Call said. “What’s your horse brand, or do you have one?” “I have one,” Wilbarger said. “I brand HIC on the left hip.”“Are your horses shod?” Call asked. “All shod,” Wilbarger said. “Bring ’em if you see ’em.” “What’s HIC stand for?” Augustus asked.

The Nightmare Warriors are a local motorcycle club and after hanging out with them for a few hours, the fucking most awesome group of men this side of the Mississippi. I later learned from a very drunk Candice, that her and Austin didn't have what one might call, a good start at their relationship, but where they are now, is true happiness. I envy them for finding their happy ending, even though fate fought against them, they made it out on top.

The blood splattered on the ground, but it also could not lessen their anger and desire to kill people. “all of you, turn back, let’s chase her” The biggest guy spoke aloud in a hoarse voice. Each of his dragon tattoos on his neck and the back of his neck became wrinkled because of his anger. They continued to return to that place. Suddenly, a large animal blocked the way. It extended its sharp claws toward the group of people. One by one, they were torn apart in the middle of the forest, even the biggest guy. The animal looks like a big wolf. The animal smelled and it chased in the direction in which Lily was running.

“Taurus’s are dynamic, competitive, and natural athletes. If that isn’t the definition of s winning horse, I don’t know what is. Look, here’s one – Prancing Pony. Perfect. A certain winner.” “It’s six hundred to one,” I point out. “And? Do I look like I care?” Dani retorts. “It’ll have character – just you wait and see.” Jamie grins and puts his arm around her affectionately. “Anything else you’re an expert at?” He teases.

There were horses that ran freely with long, shiny manes—two red and one midnight black. “Yeah.” “What are their names?” “Tennessee, the black one. Dutch Warmblood. Alaska is Akhal-Teke, and Cascade, the long-haired Arabian horse.” “They are beautiful.” “But high maintenance than me.” He chuckled. We sat on the couch, facing the beautiful view. I couldn’t help but sigh, grateful for how my contract marriage gave me peace of mind. “You okay?” He looked at me. I nodded, unable to form a word. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. Then he planted a kiss on top of my head, and then we watched the view in silence.

We do not even need to prove his involvement with Astralis any longer. A howl splits the night. I sniff—wild fur, matted with dust. Rogues. Hana urges her horse into a trot, then a canter. As promised, mine immediately follows her lead. The wilderness whips past me at a dizzying rate. A shape lunges from the trees, and a horse screams. It’s a far higher-pitched, more human sound than I ever would have anticipated. It shivers up my spine so sharply that I don’t even notice the world turning on its side, the leather slipping from between my legs, until I hit the ground hard enough to jar my skull and knock the breath from my lungs.