Famous Fictional Horses Novels & Stories

"Name is Tsakar dare. In your language, his name is Midnight. Do You Know How To Ride? " " Yes i do " I'm fascinated. I had no idea that the barbarians Favoured horses. They usually liked to walk barefoot to places or ride their oxen in their fields. It was stupid of me to think that they didn't ride horses, but I just had never seen them raid villages on the backs of horses.

I am Viscount Tintagel, Luther Pendragon, at your service, little nymph and don’t be afraid of Midnight, my horse, he won’t hurt you. She cocked her head to one side and raised an eyebrow, she loved horses and had grown up around them, her ‘parents’ had bought her a pony for her second birthday and she had gone through Pony Club and then moved on to Eventing, competing at the highest levels. She had even worked with the Princess Royal and her Daughter for an Olympic Trial but had decided she did not want to dedicate so much of her time to the training. The Viscount's horse one was magnificent, he was jet black with a long mane and tail, a purebred Friesian if she wasn’t mistaken and he look

The last of the line that birthed Rowena Solberg is a figure I want to keep my eye on. In truth, it’s strange that he’s here in the first place. Lord Faruk owns his own prized stallion, a buckskin he foolishly named Windrider. However, I know from saddling the thing damn near every day these past few weeks that it’s far from fast. Is he spending more time at the stalls of other buckskins? Could he possibly be trying to pass off another horse as his own? “Can I help you, my lord?” I ask as I sidle up to him.

Cayden chimed in, still sticking with his plan. Stifling a laugh, Gabriella waved her son's hand. “But it is indeed dangerous, Little Prince. You can meet wild horses or bad people.” "Is it a problem if we meet a wild horse? Isn't the horse a good animal? It can not kick or step on us,” the toddler replied with pursed lips. “Horses are just like humans, Little Prince. Some of them are also bad and naughty," Julian said with high arched eyebrows. “Wait until you meet Hasty. He's the most mischievous horse and very unruly."

We have known each other since I was in the academy. I throw my jacket towards him. "Fetch my horse." I tell him, "I am going riding." He nods and disappears into the other room. I walk towards the courtyard, letting my feet touch the soft green grass. Riding has always been my way of calming down, it makes my anger dissipate, it makes me find peace within myself. Gus, my Beta, stirs in my favorite horse. Goliath is the horse that no one can handle, he’s rough, fast, dangerous and risky. I had groomed him personally, given him the care that he needed, and now. He is the fastest horse ever known.

"Who wants to join me?" The Cruel Prince muttered just as he mounted his black stallion. While that seemed like a normal horse it was obvious from the dark tendrils emanating from the horse's eyes that it had been infused with his dark magic. The horse named Maximus was a strong yet unruly horse and there had been plans of putting it down after its last attack on the poor Fae who had attempted to subdue it until Prince Aldric claimed and was able to tame it. It was obvious from the way both the master and the horse worked together that they were perfect for each other.

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

“Mommy, come see!” Eager for the distraction, I joined her at the window. “Look.” Elva pointed down toward the stables. “It’s Nick-lass.” Nicholas and Lilliana stood near the entrance of the stables as horses were brought to them by stable hands. Nicholas’s horse was a regal black stallion that greedily accepted a sugar cube from Nicholas’s palm. The horse chosen for Lilliana was a brown and white mare that seemed nervous around her. The horse kept trying to sidestep whenever Lilliana came too close.

Vampiric horses? Holy crap.

We are all on horses moving around the field. I own a barn for horses. I sell them too but not the ones we use. Mine is white and huge. Her name is Safaria. A very majestic horse and can run very fast. I am riding on her around the field. Seth has his own which is black in colour. The other men are busy with other horses. I get down from mine, tired of riding cause I have been doing it for an hour now. Caressing Safaria's hair, I sight my sister and her friends with some horses. And when I say friends, that collateral is among them too.