Novel & Cerita Horse Book Reviews

Marcus builds it up, making us all wait. “Pepper and Biscuit? I’ll have you know those mighty animals are named Apollo and Helios. Gods! They’re the gods of the horse world. Pepper and Biscuit? Shame on you!” I look at Ayr and see his blue eyes twinkling with amusement, a smile playing on his face. I can’t help laughing, the beer and good food kicking in. “But what if I want to borrow that nice brown horse of yours next?” “You mean Ares,” he answered haughtily. “His name is Ares because he’s a noble, epic steed. Like his rider,” pointing at himself and adding a wink for extra foolishness.

I press my forehead against the horse's warm body, hesitating to mount. Being a former White, there are so many things I can do—things that were added to all the White children’s curriculum—and horse riding is one of them. But since it’s Saturn’s hobby, and I’ve watched the girl ride so many times, I can’t help being reminded about her. “We’re back here again, hoppy,” I mumble while gently hitting my head against the horse. Hoppy is Saturn’s horse, and this one looks close to Hoppy. The loud hoot of an owl scares me; causes me to whip my head toward the woods, nervous eyes scanning the trees.

Marco seemed satisfied with the work of his adopted son. "Over there ..." Rodrigo pointed to an empty piece of land. "There will be a horse stable, I have ordered two enchanting Arabian horses, here... They are really like equestrian sports and those associated with it. Plus it becomes one of the prestige. Especially if our horse wins the competition ... It can also be used as an investment. Smart investment." Jason nodded in agreement. Even though Jazzy knew very well, this was the first time her brother had heard of it.

Not the required smithy he sought, but it would have to do. Rive let out a snort and Valerik patted its neck. The black mane flowing from the horse's neck did nothing to mask the feel of its taut black skin. The muscles underneath bulged against his palm as he performed the gentle action. Rive was a bastardly thing. Its reddened eyes were like the blood of anger. Its muscles strained against its skin. It made it look like a thin vest worn by a muscle bound man. Each sound it made came out as a growl, deep, and menacing. For a horse of the seminary, its strength and appearance was rather unholy.

"This is the stable owned by Mr. Redwood. Most of them fight races.” “Wow!” I was amazed to approach a horse. It's a very shiny black color. “That's Steve. One of Mr. Redwood’s favorite horses. Usually that's what he uses every time he goes for a walk here or if he just wants to practice." Lora explained while eating the chocolate that came from me. I nodded then walked again. A few were looking at me. I smiled at them and they did the same. Only Lora frowned. "The color is beautiful..." I whispered when I saw the white horse. It's quite small compared to Steve. I went even closer to pet it and it was funny that it didn't even fight back or anything. The white horse is kind.

Vampiric horses? Holy crap.

"He's bigger than my old cottage." "Storm doesn't respond to force," Kael said, running a hand down the horse's neck. "He responds to trust." He showed her how to let the horse smell her palm, how to breathe in time with his breaths. "Horses are prey animals. Wolves are predators. Your instinct will be to dominate. Don't. Partner." After ten minutes of ground work, he helped her mount. The world shifted perspective—she could see over walls, across fields. Kael placed her hands on the reins, then mounted behind her, his arms caging her as he took the reins himself.

Somewhere deep down inside her, Whispering Creek Ranch was becoming her home, too. The ranch had become well known for its horse breeding and training operation. People came from all over South Korea to buy horses from them. Jake had mighty beautiful horses at the ranch, too. Hailey believes their mane should be glossy, regardless of whether they are male or female. Hailey began to see Jake's other side.

Sam stuck her tongue out at Dani as she continued grooming Bourbon, “What’s the worse thing that could happen?” Kevin shook his head and gave Dani a knowing look as he turned and started back to the porch. “That’s what I’m afraid of” he murmured. He sat on the porch, leaning back in one of the rocking chairs as he watched the girls going through their routine. Kevin watched the girls finish their horses, load them into the trailer, along with two others, a black leopard Appaloosa named Harley Quinn and a blue roan Quarter Horse named Rebel. Sam ran up to the porch, and hugged her father closely kissing his cheek before she stood up.

Grace said excitedly to Raphael. He patted the mare's head. “She's a beauty. Strong build, smooth lines.” Raphael had brought three horses today. He selected a dark bay, a longtime companion. His horses were meticulously cared for by a dedicated team, their coats gleaming like satin. On the training field, Nate asked, “Heidi, where's your horse?” He and Raphael had attended the same high school, and Heidi had been in the middle school then, so they all knew each other. When Nate posted a story about the equestrian event,