Half Broke Horses Novels & Stories

If there was one thing this group was good at, it was acting dumb. The others were nervous, but at this point we were all suffering from anxiety and fatigue, and were too exhausted to panic properly. “Ah hope they ain’t psychos too,” muttered Flossie. “It’ll be fine,” said Dudley. “Yeah, fine, fine,” added Maurice. As we got closer, the first thing that became apparent was the difference between the horses. The two pulling the wagon were small and black, shuffling along with heads drooped. The one with the rider was a golden tan colour with a glorious white mane, and cantered along with its head held high. Even from a distance, its movement looked impressive.

He's aiming an arrow at me and before the firing happens, I leaped and kicked him out of the horse. I went horseback riding! But when I thought this fun would become fair, the horse broke with force and hurled me away from its back. Horses hate werewolves then. I never thought it can be trained with great acknowledgment. Not just that, this horse is kicking me! I grabbed a hold of its hooves before it might break my bones then pushed it to its rider.

Everything went dark for a moment, then came back blurry and slow. I opened my eyes. Rain still fell, but softer now. The carriage lay on its side, with one wheel broken and spinning slowly in the air. The horse was gone—probably ran off when the traces snapped. The young driver lay a few feet away, with his face down, not moving. I tried to call out to him, but my throat felt raw, and no sound came.

Something snaps inside me as that monitor goes off. The commotion in the room as they shout my brother's name lets me know that he has also lost his shit. Tears fill my eyes as I look at my mate that lies so still. As my dragon comes forward glass shatters in the room and I allow the change to happen. My heart shatters into pieces as we watch the doctor working over our mate.

A smirk made its way to my lips unknowingly. Indeed a wild horse.

Remember when I told you I loved to crack open puzzles, I saw the horse saddle , it was alittle complicated but only if I graped this from here . voaaa laaaa he noticed what I was doing but still he was caught by surprise. he " sto....." he didn't complete his sentence . we began to fall and i was prepared to get a hard hit from the speed and I closed my eyes but I felt I was hitting him rather than the ground. before we fall he tried to tie it again but it was flutifle, he took a turn by his body around me , he manged to catch me, and enfolded me in his hug ,and took the hit for both of us .

A creepy voice roared. "Even with the portion" a voice questioned. Anastasia prayed hard not to be found she wondered how she would escape. She raised her head slowly and gasped at the sight before her. Hot tears began to stream from her eyes. She close her mouth with her palms so that a sound wouldn't be heard from her. she saw two half humans standing, from their waist downward was the shape of a horse. Behind them, stood an old woman with horns. The bones which was hunged earlier emitted different colours.

One of the knights shouted again. The corners of Wiggy's right lip and eyebrow lift together. "Do not be arrogant! We could be cursed kids, right?” Again Phillip glanced at the winged youth doubtfully. They put their trestle together, while Phillip was silent, reluctant to clash with his idol. Before the fight started, the shrill whinny of a horse split the sky first. The knights fell silent in unison as if recognizing the whinny. Slow but sure they stretched the crowd, making room for the horse to step forward. A large, jet black Friesian horse with a long mane on its head and ankles stepped into the crowd.

In the curses of rage, the knights pulled the reins strongly and forced their horses to stand up again. The bold tattooed giant man's face changed. Because he was shocked to find that his half-demon horse Black Wind Beast performed abnormally unexpectedly. It was very frightened. If it weren't for his quick response, maybe he would make a fool of himself. It was known that this half-demon horse, Black Wind Beast, was almost classified as the ominous beast and it was very fierce. As the common horse came close to this half-demon horse, the common horse would become frightened with fear. But why the half-demon horse was frightened to behave so badly by other horse's neigh, it was because...

“Our turn.” He guided our horse onto the bridge. The whole structure swayed under our weight. I gripped his arm tighter, heart in my throat. “Easy,” he murmured against my hair. “Just breathe. I’ve got you.” Halfway across, a loud crack split the air. The plank beneath us split down the middle. The horse panicked and lunged forward. Darius yanked the reins hard, steadying it. “Hold on!” he shouted. We made it the last few steps just as another section of the bridge gave way behind us, planks crashing into the gorge with a roar.