Horse Gods Novels & Stories

The simple contact makes me shiver as he breaks the rules once more and touches me. “They have had many names, but dead horses are the literal translation of the oldest name I have ever found for them. I train the dead horses in my spare time. We have over fifty of them which we can ride, and they pull our carriages when we aren’t breeding them. Wild dead horses are difficult to train, but perhaps you would like to help me in your new home,” he offers, and it seems honest enough. A dream, really. “I’d really like that,” I say with a cautious smile.

I have to accept I am the Amory with some mythological group as my best friends and guards. “So I will be a wolf as my main form but can learn others. I remember the horseman from the myths, but unlike you, I did not know they were around still. What are they and will they have two forms too?” All I remember about the four horsemen is that they protected the Amory and flew through the sky on horseback, but they are rarely spoken of.

Roy jumped up and perched on his horse. The white horse was designed with the logo of the Blackpool Pack. It was obvious that the horse seemed to recognized only him. As in the first place, the horse kicked away the two guards with its back foot when they made attempt to hold it down for Roy to get on it. The guards soon knew that they could not control the horses. Roy came out and with a touch of his gentle hand on the horse head made it calmed itself.

Hades never looked as indulged as I am casting only indifferent gazes as he navigated through the rich meadows. But as I decided whether or not to pry him for some info of Olympus I heard neighs of different temperament that Hades' steads. Suddenly a group of eight armed men atop winged horses came into clear sight circling around the black chariot in a well synchronised pattern. "They are our escorts." Hades reassuringly nods even as I tried to keep on a calm facade. I don't wanna be killed by Zeus' guards, never!. Their silver armour emitted a faint glow of their own and with it the light reflecting off the polished surfaces mades it hard to see past just bright orbs atop beautiful stallio

And after a couple of minutes, the servant brought a white saddle horse. "The saddle horses are perfectly trained for hunting and war, River. Some are given as gifts for the alpha king, and some were bought from the neighboring kingdoms," Elijah explained, his eyes twinkling as he looked at the approaching horse. "There are also mounts and coach horses. We have seen the vehicles earlier." Yeah. I saw the sleds and gondolas on standby. There were also equestrians around the courtyard. More or less, all the workers here were a thousand. "We are riding on a horse?" I asked a couple of times. It stood a little higher than me, and at first sight, I fell in love with its white color, which reminde

Their hair like their clan color is also yellow. The Akeitzu is so big and fierce that it could easily tear a horse into pieces with ease. The Hanaras are as fierce as the beasts they ride and this earned them the nickname "The beasts of Snowlandia" from the Tuareez during the Fury of the dragon. The Hirotoki clan are the riders of the Kokomoitzu, a large four-legged reptile that doubles the size of a horse and they have more riders than all other clans. They are indeed the cavalry of snowlandia, their beasts are twice faster than horses and the members of the clan who are not riders are the best horse riders in the kingdom. This makes them the fastest land army in the kingdom.

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

The dedicated space for livestock and training facilities reflected a thoughtful approach to balancing the needs of the military with the residents' quality of life. The collection of horses comprised both travel and warhorses, all sharing the same feed. However, a unique addition was implemented for the warhorses. The individual overseeing their care would allow them to graze on specially cultivated magic fruits from the dungeon. These distinctive fruits, including the strength fruit, agility fruit, and stamina fruit, were grown on trees that resembled coconut trees. The appearance of the trees for each type of fruit was identical. Similar to coconuts, these magic fruits would fall to the g

First came out Conquer, riding a pure white horse, his shining blade victoriously twirling in the air, his soulless dark eyes scanning his surroundings, eager to take claim on every land. Second, War emerged from the pits of Eternal Fire, riding a fiery red horse, his cries of battle echoing across the seas, his blade dipping in the blood of the innocent shattered Peace. Third, Famine crawled from the very depths of Hell itself, riding a black horse, thriving from the desperate screams of those in pain, turning into useless dust all sustenance on Earth... Fourth, Death’s corpse-like pale horse descended from the thundering dark sky, trotting to his rightful owner, obediently lowering his hea

I watched from the window as a battalion of Tohr's soldiers stood proudly on outside the gates. Golden warriors waiting for their leaders, they all sat on top of their horses standing patiently. A man at the front held an enormous black horse by the reins who like to stomp the ground impatiently. Or rather, what they cultivated into a horse. It was this weird dog/bear/ horse creature they called thershons. He seemed to wish to get going and was irritated that this man was holding him back. I smiled slightly, thinking to myself, yes that was definitely Tohr's thershons. Just as strong, powerful, and impatient as the man himself.