Horse: A Novel Novels & Stories

“While I’m at the dorm, you have to take good care of my Whitewill....” Pandora stared straight at Kingston. From a few feet away, she watched as the man busied himself with his own horse. It was a thoroughbred just like Pandora’s, but it had a deep brown coat—almost striking against the dark, almost black mix. And, of course, it was deeply cherished. Pandora was certain Kingston hadn’t fully grasped the request she’d just made. Instead of turning away, the man had just set down the horse’s hoof file and hoof knife. He appeared focused, staring intently at the hooves of his own horse.

Elsa talks to the White Horse who had just come over to Elsa and neighs loudly as if she's complaining about not getting any love from Elsa. “What's your name, beauty?" Elsa kisses the white horse whose long white hair almost matches Elsa's silver hair. Because of hair, they blended. “Her name is, Martha. And this big one is Nigel,” saying this Gabriel climbed onto that black horse who just happily jumped in the air feeling Gabriel on his back. “Get on that white horse, let's see how good you are at riding.” Elsa heard Gabriel and ridicule him, please, if His Majesty thinks, she can't ride and will fall from that horse, then it is his wrong judgment.

Godric had fine taste in horseflesh, she could give him that. Emily feigned shyness as she reached out to stroke the horse. He was a curious creature, but like all thoroughbreds, the gelding showed his arrogance. His dark, cinnamon eyes fixed on her reproachfully, yet he couldn't resist bumping his nose against her palm. She jumped back theatrically when he jerked his head up and huffed.

It occurs to me that this is the first time I’ve been anywhere near a barn since the day I was dragged away from them by Assanan’s men. But I hold in that emotion, because something seems familiar in the air. The bright sun outside casts most of the barn’s interior in deep shadows. I step inside, letting my eyes slowly adjust. A horse grunts lightly far in the back, and I let out a gasp. “You bought us a horse?” I ask Oscar. He just smiles and gestures toward the stall at the rear of the barn. I bring my hand to my mouth when I catch sight of the pure white mane. Tears run down my cheeks before I can hold them back, and I run toward the stall on shaky legs.

Zeci glanced towards Boom, "It can fly; just climb up and make it lead us in search." Boom again carried Hana into the dark forest depths, flying over the swamp and then to a small waterfall with green grass. The sight in front of her amazed Hana; everything Hana heard about the dark forest was the place where stolen magic, where many people were mysteriously missing, but no one had ever talked about the scene. From above, Hana saw the horse with pure white fur with purple horn grazing. It was followed by a herd of one-horned horses drinking spring water. And. Hana was even more astonished; she rubbed her eyes to verify if she was mistaken for someone.

I stop just a few feet away from the wiggling horse as Ram tries so hard to hold it in place so that the horse won’t run me down. “Please Milady, it’s very dangerous here. Please stay far away.” Ram said as he looks at the angry horse. “It cannot be tamed and it won’t listen to no one. Stay away from him Zam.” Henry said as he walks towards me and grabs my wrist. I look at his hand holding my hand and then look at him with a burning glare. He slowly let my hand go as he looks at me in shock. His face is saying “what’s wrong”. “Tell me, Ram, they told me in the main mansion in Canada that horses are smart. Are they Ram?” I ask as I walk near the horse.

----- RIEKA We exit the side door of the house and standing before us are two gorgeous horses! One is a beautiful black stallion, just like I imagine Black Beauty, from the book, would look. The second horse is a palomino. Its body has the perfect golden shimmer to contrast with the creamy white mane and tail. She is perfectly groomed and both horses are saddled up and ready to go. They are both extremely large, but the black stallion is the bigger of the two. I guess at least one of them would have to be massive in order to carry Aleksandr. I notice that the black horse has a couple saddle bags as well, but I can’t see what’s inside them.

• “You love Crimson, that was not part of the deal.” Alexis asked annoyed. “It was just a word of mouth.” Alpha Zaid answered. “Better.” Alexis replied. * The next day. Crimson was excited to try her new horse, it’s awhite female horse that look so beautiful. Alpha Zaid met her at the field. “Seems like you didn’t miss your training today.” Alpha Zaid said. “Yeah, I didn’t.” Crimson replied.

Karinna said, spying two horses that were standing close to each other, one white and one black, of similar height and build, both having saddlebags of supplies, “Cassius and I will take those two.” “I call on the spotted one,” Kealy said, louder than what was required, nudging Venya slightly aside to close the gap between herself and the horse that had a coat of brown with white splotches spattered randomly across its body. “What!?” Venya cried launching herself over to the same horse. Venya and Kealy squabbled for a few moments when finally a forlorn Kealy slumped away and began to walk to the final horse. He was smaller than the other horses, and only slightly bigger than Grub’s, but had

Yet, a nagging doubt gnawed at my gut, serving as a constant reminder of the risk I had undertaken. I needed a distraction, something to calm my nerves and ease my mind. I decided to go for a ride on my horse, Zion, my loyal and faithful companion. He was a magnificent stallion, with a glossy black coat and a fiery spirit. He always sensed my mood and matched it with his own, whether it was playful, adventurous, or serene.