Horse: A Novel Novels & Stories

But there was something about the way he looked at me now—steady, intent like he would not take no for an answer— that made it impossible to refuse. “Of course,” I said, closing the book and rising to my feet. He led me to the stables where two horses were already been saddled by a young boy who seemed far content to pay them mind than look at us, the scent of hay and leather filled the air as the horses shifted in their stalls. I stood by one of the stall, admiring the horses alpha Cormac’s mount, a striking black stallion, that pawed at the ground impatiently. "His name is Hades" he mumbled running his hands through the mane, I nodded but my gaze was drawn to the smaller horse

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.

**** When they were done swimming, Nathan suggested that they unhitch the horses from the cart and go for a ride, and as relaxed as she was, Crystal thought that it was a novel idea - and so it was that they were coming over a hill when Christine spotted them. Nathan was riding a black horse, which was his special riding horse. It had black fur with a white marking on the forehead, making it look noble and elegant. Crystal was riding the brown horse, Zeus, which was Christine’s special horse, and when she saw the other woman riding her horse, her ire began to rise. She brought her hand to her mouth and whistled.

" Baby, See what that psycho did to me. She burnt my beautiful skin. I am not going to let her get away with it. She must pay for hurting me. What do you say, I send her a doctor's letter for her to compensate me for the damage she made?" Maya knew the truth but of course, Alex chose to believe what he saw. He never questioned his vision. Hence, Maya found a free horse to ride on, just for her amusement. Upon hearing her words, Alex's fist clenched into a ball. He shouldn't be missing that vicious woman.

Zachary’s voice felt like a ray of light, piercing through the darkness of my despair. I clung tightly to the saddle, leaning my body forward to reduce the resistance. Zachary, riding his tall white horse, flew past me like the wind. He grabbed hold of my horse’s reins, trying to bring the wild animal under control. “Damn it, stop!” Zachary shouted, yanking hard on the reins. The horse, “Red Hare,” let out a pained whinny, rearing up on its hind legs.

No one dared to look at him. Hujan continued to run towards the backyard of the main house. There is a stable horse and large enough are to race. A cross the area is forest which tress can be seen from a far. Big tress were visible from where Hujan was standing. Hujan whistled loudly, a black horse galloped towards him a while neighing. As soon as the black horse is in front of him, Hujan jump onto the black horse's back. He stomped on the horse's reins impatiently. The horse neighed the run into the forest. when it was at the egde of the forest. the balck horse suddenly stopped. Hujan fell to the ground. He swore casually. The entire contents of the zoo come out of the mouth. His horse walk

I felt worried that something might go wrong if I even did anything extra. Not later than five minutes, Barkov arrived. Queen — my horse with skin the color of coal — slowly appeared. She was tall, but easily the fastest horse I've had the chance of riding. I bought her years ago — a black Arabian horse great at both speed and endurance. “We’ll need to move fast,” I said, placing a hand on Queen’s neck before climbing onto her back. “Where is the guy Jorah gave us?” I looked around, and my gaze finally locked on him.

Rodrigo galloped faster and faster on his horse. He was riding a sprightly mare named Hera. She was stark white and so beautiful. An absolute pleasure to ride. He loved that his stud farm covered acres of land, allowing him to ride for miles without any probing eyes. And he did ride, every single day if possible. His morning rides were the highlight of his days. He stopped Hera at a small little hilltop and gazed over his lands with awe. In the morning sunlight, he could see the farm already in action. Horses grazed in the pastures. Xerxes was training in the special enclosure designed for him. His staff was going about their duties, moving in and out of the various sheds and buildings. He l

Soon to be my wild horse. She was still closing her eyes while biting her hand. Her cheeks were stained with tears, giving them a natural tint of crimson red. Her hair was spread all over the bed while some of them hid her face from me. Her chest heaved up and down with each shaky breath she took and that’s when I realized she had refused to wear the shirt I gave her and decided to wear her almost-nothing negligee again. Her erect nipples were teasing and gawking at me through her thin fabric and the urge to take them into my mouth was immense. I gawked at the ethereal beauty in front of me, imagining all the things I want to do to her, right this second, right here.