Four Horsemen Novels & Stories

The latter return a grimace and spoke, "Game over." "IS THAT—," I paused with an awed expression. "Is that a flying horse? I mean— a pegasus?" A chuckle from Yvonne and the long-haired guy, Exi, responded. Yvonne looked up to where I am staring amazed at. "You think?" My head nodded automatically, without effort, while my eyes are still locked at the three flying horses above the carriage we're into. They were all shaded in rusty orange, pale yellow, and white skin, along with their shiny pointed horns that glow when meets with the ray of sun.

One horse, kissed just a bit by the mystical flame, ran quite a long way on three legs before staggering to the earth. “The fire doesn’t burn forever,” Ralta shouted at them with force. “Reform and seize up!” His eyes at the oncoming wave of hairy beastmen, he looked for his support troopers. “Archers! Fire!” Ralta bellowed, “Everyone else form up, damn your eyes! Form up fast all of you and hold! It’s do this strong or die time, lads!”

The whole place was white and the only sound she was hearing was the sound of wind. "Are you all scared of me? Show your cowardly faces!" Sonia shouted. There was no answer and it got Sonia more infuriated. "You all are pathetic deities who do nothing but live up here" There appeared before her four beings all on horses and she knew who they were. She had read about the FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE. The first one was death and his brother Hades, whose brother was Ariel, whose brother was Baphometh; they were the guardians of the portal.

Monster reached out, grabbed her around the waist, and tossed her over his shoulder. She cursed him out and struggled to get free. The big man simply slapped her butt and growled at her to settle down. Then he headed back to the compound with her over his shoulder. When he got close, he heard the roar of several bikes he ducked behind a clump of trees to see who it was. Breed, Greer, Kizzy and Shyla among the other brothers were returning to the compound. He rose up and continued to join his brothers at arms. Four horsemen rode in. They were made up to look like the Indians in the movies, bare chested and wearing leather leggings. Each of them had a bow and a

Angus followed in pursuit but the heavy horse wasn't built for speed. Tossing the reins over his neck, I rotated in my seat. Angus knew what was about to happen. I jumped from his back and forced myself to shift. Angus stopped dead when my paws hit the ground. Three wolves were in front of me, chasing Alvara. Shades of brown. Smaller than myself but extremely nimble.

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.

When facing a battle, the most important thing for a Wolf is to believe in his leader. After a while came what the Nolan group feared, their enemy. The opponent has three people, a wolf with yellow fur and a wolf with red fur walking ahead. The wolf with black fur walked behind the other two, his blue eyes making the viewer feel fear. This group of assassins was very different from the usual ones who used to hide and sneak attacks on the Ezra people. But these guys came to be strangely arrogant and cavalier. Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends.

We all know it was never good news. Bazaar and several of his men were on the stage when we got there. Everyone stood close eager to know what bad news it was now. "Hearing the sound of the trumpet in daylight you all must know it is bad news I bring you," Bazaar told us. On his face, I saw he had had enough of the werewolves too. "All along we have been fooled by the werewolves, they have been laughing at us knowing they were always ahead of us and today we shall send the blasted blood-eye message that we are the one now on top," Bazaar said angrily.

I asked. " I am afraid I do not know. I know that you alone will recognize them when you see them in all of your lifetimes. They will have a red glow around them through your eyes. They will be blessed by the power of Ares, meaning strength, durability, and heightened senses. They are not pure enough to be blessed with Ichor blood, but they will be strong no the less. Fate has designed them to cross paths with you, just as your current mates have. Do not give in to temptation the four horsemen can possess. I fear what could happen if you should ever fall into their darkness", she said. A white light started to envelop her.

Alec’s POV- I was on my normal patrol route around our border closest to the hunters when I could sense something coming. It seemed far off, but gradually the sound of a dirt bike became louder. The hunters were chasing something. I hated the rule that we had to stay back unless something crossed into our territory. No doubt the hunters would screw something up and we could possibly miss something important. I get why the rule is there though. We don’t want them coming over here either, so the rule is the lesser of two evils. I use the pack mindlink, basically our own telepathic way of talking to each other so that even when we’re shifted we can communicate, to let my warriors know that ther