Horse Gods Novels & Stories

Even his own father, Zeus, said that Ares was the most hated Olympian god. 2. The battle gear of the god of war. As the god of war, Ares is equipped with various kinds of war equipment. Ares has a bronze-tipped spear and a very luminous set of armor (helmet, shield, belt, gaiters). He also has a golden chariot drawn by four immortal horses. Uniquely, the four horses can each spit fire. The horses are Aithon (Red Fire), Konabos (Chaos), Phgios (Fire) and Fobos (Fear).

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.

“We saw a scrap of material floating above his Hellhound and knew he had to be invisible. A few carefully aimed shots later, and he fell to the ground with an audible thump.” “We didn’t want to touch him without authorization,” added another, who sounded like he was part-snake. I clapped a hand over my mouth. Griff hadn’t checked his saddlebags. There were six in total, including the general, with their beasts of burden waiting at their sides. Two were white horses with manes of smoke, one was a black one burning red eyes with yellow flames for hair, and the other two looked to be some kind of rhinoceros chimeras that were shaped like triceratops. Then there was the fire-breathing drake.

“It’s cold, wear this.” Gideon handed me a rugged, brown cloak. After tying the cloak around my chest, he helped me get to the seat on Fergus’ back. Yep, the horse’s name is Fergus. It has long, silver hair; his skin is like the color of ashes. Gideon sat behind me. I didn’t know Gideon owns a horse. I’m surprised there’s even a horse in the area knowing this is a town of vampires. I guess they use horses for transportation as well.

**** 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.

Horses are bucking, trying to run away, and people are on the ground drawing and weapons as the peacefulness of the forest is shattered by an on rush Of the strangest wolves Andy has ever seen. Now this was the forest that her father the lord of the hunt, or as the mortals called him the horned God claimed as his own. As such it was a haven for many strains and sometimes dangerous creatures, but none of them were dumb enough to attack the master of the woods or any of his court. Which made this even stranger, as cloud dancer spun just in time to kick one of the walls that was making a leap for Andy she was able to get a good look at it.

Ruin War-torn battlefields and the stench of death have been my home for centuries, carving scars on my soul that mirror the carnage I’ve witnessed—and caused. A creature of destruction, condemned to forever walk this earth. Before this lifetime they used to speak my name in whispers. I was known as Conquest, the rider on the white horse. The first Horsemen to signify the end times, but oh, how wrong they were. We’ve been here since the Gods created us; watching, waiting.

The latter return a grimace and spoke, "Game over." "IS THAT—," I paused with an awed expression. "Is that a flying horse? I mean— a pegasus?" A chuckle from Yvonne and the long-haired guy, Exi, responded. Yvonne looked up to where I am staring amazed at. "You think?" My head nodded automatically, without effort, while my eyes are still locked at the three flying horses above the carriage we're into. They were all shaded in rusty orange, pale yellow, and white skin, along with their shiny pointed horns that glow when meets with the ray of sun.

Hades stood rooted to the ground as we approached, a large crowd had formed, every one had a scared look on their faces as they watched their Alpha stand in the way of an out of control horse with bated breath. Hades looked unfazed by the gasping of the crowd, his eyes were focused on the horse, galloping at him in full speed. “Hades!” I screamed, pulling on the reins, trying to veer the horse from his direction. Hades tsked, his hand raised, the horse neighed, coming to a full stop a few feet from him. “Good girl,” Hades muttered lowly, scratching its muzzle. Hades’ eyes were fixed on mine as he praised the horse, “enjoyed the ride?” he teased.

he stepped inside, and I followed, and the scent of horses swirled around me, I looked around and there were at least 10 in stalls, “Whoa, their beautiful.” He chuckled as he walked over to a huge black on, “this is Zeus, he’s mine,” he rubbed the huge horses head and it blew out a breath, “you can pet him if you like.” I walked over and put my hand on its nose and giggled, “he’s soft, and so big, is he a Clydesdale?”