Four Horsemen Novels & Stories

I have a job I need them to do" maestro said In the mildest of tones, still not raising up his head. Zeke stared down more closely, paying attention to the contact information Maestro just handed over to him. His eyes bulged out in astonishment Nas he read out the name "sir? The four horsemen?!" Chuckling behind his mask, maestro nodded his head in affirmation as he replied " yes boy. The bitch is finally going down for good this time".

The pair make their way out and head to the stables. The stables only have the three horses that Zesh has bestowed upon the traveling knights of the circle. On one of the hovel's pillars is Romare. The low-born pulls his hood off and lingers his dark gaze upon the entryway of the establishment as if waiting for his two partners. Ivory is the first one to enter followed by Scar. The orc opens the gate to one of the compartments that hold the first horse. Their horses are armored, however, the metal that coats their manes is thin. The orc's hands rush along with the phoenix insignia that falls upon the white horse's body. A pointer finger tracing along its amber wings that has been scorched wi

They were the humans. I felt the urge in need to introduce Zach and Viktor to the doctor because we were going to work together and to let the doctor feel accepted in my inner circle. I believed I had to give him the taste of trust so he could be open to me because later we would work together, “Dr. Lazlo Howard, meet my first horseman Zach, and my fourth horseman, Viktor.” I gestured to them and they nodded like a bunch of cowboys. They worked like cowboys with the vampire horses. They rode and tended the vampire horses as their tools to help kill the rogue vampires.

"I would love that. Come visit me at the manor. You will give me a reason not to completely hate it there." *** We were in a three-car convoy. The one I rode in was in the middle. Rafael was behind me. Alejandro in front. All the cars had three men accompanying each of us. There was no chance in hell that someone could get through. People and cars parted for us as we rode. No one honked or screamed. No. They wouldn't dare. Not when the sigil of the most powerful family crested the sides of the cars.

All I remember about the four horsemen is that they protected the Amory and flew through the sky on horseback, but they are rarely spoken of. “Do you remember seeing Amory Cruz and his guards on TV? We have not publicly talked about them using the title of horsemen in generations. That does not change their original title though and the fact they are still around. Each horseman represents a faction, they are chosen by you, which is what that power slipping earlier did. Arcas initiated them when he slipped out. The last horsemen died protecting the Amory, which is what should happen. Now you need time with this, speak with your friends and family. We will move

Flashback “Capo, i nostri camion sono stati fermati a metà strada da un gruppo di persone. È difficile identificarli. Hanno anche ucciso due dei nostri uomini. Dai i tuoi ordini, capo.” (Boss our trucks were stopped midway by a group of people. It is hard to identify them. They also killed two of our men. Give out your orders boss.)

I watched from the window as a battalion of Tohr's soldiers stood proudly on outside the gates. Golden warriors waiting for their leaders, they all sat on top of their horses standing patiently. A man at the front held an enormous black horse by the reins who like to stomp the ground impatiently. Or rather, what they cultivated into a horse. It was this weird dog/bear/ horse creature they called thershons. He seemed to wish to get going and was irritated that this man was holding him back. I smiled slightly, thinking to myself, yes that was definitely Tohr's thershons. Just as strong, powerful, and impatient as the man himself.

Fenna looked a bit guilty when she answered, “No sorry Lola. I needed an excuse to make sure you would come.” “So, what is this then?” Tristan stood up, “This is our monthly fire wolf honoring ceremony. We honor our actual leaders and tell stories to make sure they are not forgotten.” Lola frowned, “Sorry what? Fire wolves?” Fenna stared into the flames and said, “The Fire Wolf clan was the leading clan until 80 years ago. They were the true leaders. Chosen by the moon goddess and blessed with magic powers.” Lola chuckled, “Magic powers?”

Besides he trusts the power that Natalí blessed his Queen with. The forest leaves started trembling as the sound of horse hooves reached his ears. Nati has responded to his request and he sent his armies to him. He muttered a little prayer to Nati as the warriors assembled in front of him. They were clad in heavy armor similar to his human soldiers and all of them rode closer to him. The ears of the horses they rode were blocked which them immune to dark magic that puts normal horses to sleep. The warriors got down from the horses and bowed in front of him. He nodded and turned around, they followed him back to the camp and since they were invisible, no one noticed their presence. ....

I can't die, not when I'm so close to being strong enough to save myself. My thoughts stop abruptly when I hear sounds coming from up ahead. The enormous, covered wagons that look to be our mode of transportation are each led by two horses. Although, I'm not sure horse is the right word for them, I mean, they look like horses, but they are easily twice the size of any normal horse, they are pure muscle, and currently making some scarily impatient noises. Their bodies are solid obsidian black, and when some of them turn their heads towards the procession coming their way, I notice the bright crimson eyes. Vampiric horses? Holy crap.