Freedom Hill Stables Novels & Stories

Dominic said and Erica nodded whilst smiling. Erica realized that Moonlight Heaven was more than just a stable for Dominic. It was a sanctuary where the beauty of the natural world intertwined with the magic of dreams. It was a place where horses and stags, imbued with an otherworldly essence, found solace and shared their enchantment with those fortunate enough to witness their splendor. Within its walls, time seemed to stand still, and the wonders of the natural and supernatural coexisted in perfect harmony, forever preserving the essence of a world where dreams came alive.

Everyone silently exclaimed—Absalom Terran must have truly been blind. Subsequently, Harmonia took the microphone, cleared her throat, and her voice, like the sound of a gushing stream, resonated across the vast expanse of the equestrian arena, “The reconstruction of One Equestrian Club was under the full responsibility of Marshtown Studio, and I was the one who personally drew up the design blueprints for the new stables.”

In their group, there were only two women, Keira and a very skilled tracker called Sasha. “You know that at twenty-five you are one of the few unmarried women in town, that does not include Hellen.” She had to smile. Hellen was an old lady who lived on her own. She was part of old money, nobody in town knew about this as she mostly kept to herself except where it concerned her father. As a young lady, Hellen had the chance to live on Meraki, but she stayed behind because she fell in love. It was short-lived as just after he died in battle. She knew why Hellen kept to herself. If word got out, she would have been robbed long ago. Lawlessness was part of life, most of the time nothing w

It's windy in too! I think I'm in a stable. It reminds me of the one in Virginia. But this one is smaller and smellier. There are no horses though but I can see saddles and stacks of hay. I tried to get up but I couldn't move as much. My ankles are restrained by a chain wrapped around a metal rod.

She wouldn’t think about whatever it was with Caleb for now. ✦✦✦ An hour later, Freya stood in the stables, eyes wide as Torin led out a black warhorse with a glossy mane and powerful muscles. Rauk tossed his head, clearly spirited. “Is he always this dramatic?” she asked as the horse snorted and pawed the ground. “He’s just excited to have someone new on his back,” Torin said, swinging up first and then extending a hand. “Come on.” She hesitated only a moment before taking his hand and letting him pull her up—seated in front of him, cradled between his arms as he took the reins.

For the meantime. Atticus sits at the foot of the queen-sized bed, with Joshua glued to his side. “So… we are allowed to play outside, right?” Joshua asks. Hilda snaps a nod. “The stables house four prized horses that have already lived their glory days, you may ride them if you wish... just do not stray too far from the manor.” I frown and narrow my eyes at her, and my curiosity voices itself. “Why?”

Alicia had not failed; he had accepted the spirit of the guitar boy, because as his body disappeared, it was a sign of acceptance. The word "acceptance" seemed so ordinary, but I knew Alicia valued that word too much. If she was unable to gain acceptance from her master, her freedom, and possibly mine, would be in jeopardized. Although I didn't know if it would affect my freedom because she hadn't mentioned anything about it to me. She always talked about other, unimportant things, and seemed to be hiding the important things I should know.

Hubbard's mansion was the biggest in Victorino estate, it was highly secured by mobile policemen and the best of modern technological devices. The white stucco perimeter fence in the mansion loomed six stories high, floodlights around it cast a cold gleam over its surface. Turrets rose from its corners to puncture the night. It had a security station with guards standing at the windows, just watching for the chance to take out anyone who posed a threat. It had a long driveway that circles to a statue of Hubbard sitting beside the fountains.

Nods of ascent all around, and a few chuckles could be heard. “We have all had a few days off from training, and all should be rested. We will start back with the midnight shift tonight.” The crowd were divided on this, and Katalea could see Jade looking conspiratorially at her mate. “I have one more thing to share this morning, the real reason I called you all here.” She turned as the ferry docked. The ferry master himself hopped out, waving to the crowd, and made a show of securing it to the dock. A long canvas had been secured with ropes along the side. The ferry master hastened back up the gangplank, theatrically climbed to the main knot and with one tug, released the canvas. In l

And by okay, I mean I want to go back to the previous animosity we held against each other. Hillside is several hours north of Silver Ridge and makes my small hometown look like a lively big city. There’s not much here at all, and the downtown area consists of one whole block. We get lunch at the only diner and then go right back to the auction, which is still going strong and probably won’t wrap up until late tonight. The wind picked up, bringing with it a light, misty rain. A storm is blowing in and the horses can sense it. Dr. Brenden goes to find the other vets we’d been working with while I walk up and down the large barn, looking at the horses.