Horse Book Summary Novels & Stories

The horse neighed, and lifted his front legs, standing on his hind legs, and showcasing what a magnificent animal he was. Asher closed his eyes, and lowered his hands to his sides. He took a deep breath, and started whispering. The horse stomped his hooves again but pricked his ears. After a few moments, the horse grew quiet, and Asher took another step closer. He could feel the slight breeze on his arms, the sun beating down on the back of his neck. The horse moved, and he could feel him, inching closer, and closer. Once the horse stopped in front of him, he opened his eyes.

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.

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

He would never cause his mother unhappiness. His only wish was to give her all happiness life could provide. The black horse named Acadiom and Acad for short sneezed getting Sire back to reality. He was in the stables tending to the old horse. It was soon going to be meeting its ancestors. "Oh silly Acad" Sire brushed it's long braided ponytail that had been his little sister Bima's doing. The little girl loved Acad to bits and she would be very heartbroken when he finally laid to rest. "You know apples aren't your type of food." The horse has always been a strange one. He was famous around the kingdom for being the horse that didn't eat apples. Quite allergic to them actually. Sneezed

We have known each other since I was in the academy. I throw my jacket towards him. "Fetch my horse." I tell him, "I am going riding." He nods and disappears into the other room. I walk towards the courtyard, letting my feet touch the soft green grass. Riding has always been my way of calming down, it makes my anger dissipate, it makes me find peace within myself. Gus, my Beta, stirs in my favorite horse. Goliath is the horse that no one can handle, he’s rough, fast, dangerous and risky. I had groomed him personally, given him the care that he needed, and now. He is the fastest horse ever known.

Everyone respects Alfonso because he's the Alpha King. Alfonso points to the horse and gives the new man instructions. Because of the window, I cannot hear anything. But I see the man nod his head and before I know it, he takes the horse, climbs it and he rides away. I guess he is taking the horse to somewhere safe. The horse's is so heavy. I notice that it is an alpha horse. Even as I am inside this big car, the hooves of the horses hitting the ground makes the car shake a little. He is a really massive horse

I pause as I stretch my hand and slowly rub the horse’s nose. The horse suddenly stops and slowly went closer to me and bows his face as I rub its back. Mr. Benjamin and Mr. Denvert taught me this and it is how I made this horse relax to my presence back in Canada. I know it; this is that horse that I rode before. His brownish eyes and its tail with black on its tip are the same. “Fire and wind... Firewind will be his name. It burns like a fire so strong and with the wind, becomes stronger. One that is faithful towards his owner.” I said as everyone gasps in awe.

Greta said, a little confused by what her nephew was thinking. "I found similarities between me and horses. I like Mia. So, I approached her first. But, she still refuses to choose me,” the man explained while glancing at the secretary, checking to see if there was a hint of regret on her face. “What happens when a horse is rejected by a rider?” "The horse will get sick," Greta answered, successfully making Mia's eyes widen. "If the grief is too deep, it is not uncommon for the horse to lose the will to run."

Becca's POV I saw myself running. Running from Adams and his sick game. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest, my eyes wide and my legs moving as fast as they could. I heard, rather than saw, the arrow whiz past me and lodge in a tree bark. The woods was too big! I would never get to the road on time. "Seven!" he yelled. I had played hide and seek countless times and I knew it wasn't played this way. Somehow, Adams had twisted my favorite game into something deadly.

He backed the horse he had chosen and then added a £1000 bet on the little chestnut, he was called Fiery Sunset and it suited him. The little horse danced along to the starting line his tail held high ready for the challenge, unafraid and eager to get going. He had a big heart too, jumping the huge Aintree jumps he kept well away from the others and one by one the other horses fell away. There was a leading pack of about ten horses and he was in sixth place coming round the bend for the last lap. He jumped valiantly still keeping his distance from the others and like a scene from a Disney movie he began to catch the leaders up. With five jumps remaining he moved up to fourth place but it wa