Horse Gods Novels & Stories

But there was something about the way he looked at me now—steady, intent like he would not take no for an answer— that made it impossible to refuse. “Of course,” I said, closing the book and rising to my feet. He led me to the stables where two horses were already been saddled by a young boy who seemed far content to pay them mind than look at us, the scent of hay and leather filled the air as the horses shifted in their stalls. I stood by one of the stall, admiring the horses alpha Cormac’s mount, a striking black stallion, that pawed at the ground impatiently. "His name is Hades" he mumbled running his hands through the mane, I nodded but my gaze was drawn to the smaller horse

Millie furrowed her eyebrows, trying to repeat the word. “Hippodrome is a place where people take their horses to ride, participate in competitions and other things.” Alice explained, reaching out to pet the nose of Angel, the beautiful, spotted-bodied Mustang mare who had acted like an affectionate dog from the moment Alice and Millie set foot in the stable “And studs are often the home of horses and where their babies are born. Once, when I was a little older than you, your great-grandfather took me to one of the Bianchi's stud farms. I remember it being a very beautiful place.”

We ride until the horses start to stumble, because stopping feels too much like dying. They are not our horses, they are Harkon’s warhorses, big, scarred beasts that were bred to carry armored wolves into battle, and even they are blowing hard by the time we reach the tree line that marks the edge of Stoneclaw territory. Behind us, the city is just smoke now, a dark smudge against a darker sky, and the arena bell has finally stopped ringing, which is worse than when it was ringing, because silence means whoever is left alive has made a decision about what comes next.

After that echoing sound, the silhouettes of three Wolves ten times larger than average appeared from behind an ancient tree. Some tall men have seen the Wolf, but the wolf is so big that they are the first time they have seen it. One of them was afraid to tremble and shouted and ran away. The crowd effect wasn't bad either, and the whole crowd ran away. They looked behind to see if the three Wolves were chasing them as they ran. Some people even tripped on the road but quickly got up and continued to run away. Orla could only stand still like a statue now because in front of her was a golden-haired wolf with sharp white teeth. And behind her is a Wolf with gray fur. It seems more ferocious.

A rather mundane celebration of the deer god that Xanwed had established, but it's almost obvious that he wants everyone to remember the Rebellion, and the repercussions. I lead my horse through the street on the lookout for a less conspicuous inn. Garlands of flowers line doors and roofs of buildings, poles of metal and wood are at every turn mounted with a carving of deer's horn. Children run about with hats emblazoned with hoof signs and carry sticks. It takes me a moment to notice that these sticks are topped with carvings as well, but not horns. I bristle with anger as I realize they are wolf heads, mimicked in exact detail, to look like a staking.

Jasmine POV: Draco’s Dragon kept following us like crazy in meantime I saw King Sargon getting anxious, he kept on continuously snapping head band of his royal black horse and urged him to run more and more fast…. King Sargon horse was finest of royal Akhal Teke breed, Akhal Teke horses are well known for their speed and endurance… We were riding with king horse with speed of wind yet we were slow compare to Draco’s Dragon who was chasing us from behind by splurging his Dragon fires…

Mentioned in chapter 36 when Wei and his group appear to save Riri and the others from the Lebron soldiers’ captivity. Delph- These are normal creature that are used for riding. They don’t get hungry, thirsty and tired. Delphs’ are of appearance like of camel’s neck, a lion’s head and a horse’s body with a color of gray. Mentioned in chapter 33 where they rode to go to the Forbidden Land.

Old Groc never allowed it. At night they indulged in smoked meat which the priest always seemed to extricate from one of the sacks atop his horse. Rive, he called it. A priest horse, the first Sethlzaar ever did see. Twice the size of a normal horse if he ever did see one, and he had been graced with a chance at the sight of a war horse during his stay at the orphanage. Dragmund, a hero of the Realm had paid Lord Elamusk a visit in his manor and had made of it a show on the roads. and

Victor’s expression changed quickly and he was about to say something when Luca interrupted them saying, "Boss, everything is ready to leave." "Excuse us." Damien said with a fake smile before dragging Grusha with him to the main door of the church. Most of the guests were outside by now, waiting for the bride and the groom to step outside. His black Mercedes Benz g class was parked outside the church with three more defenders behind it. It was not decorated as a typical wedding car would be but it shined with pride and wealth just like its owner. Some of his men stood on the stairs on both sides in two lines while carrying baskets filled with rose petals in their hands. The sight was really

A chestnut gelding sticks his head out through the window in his stall door. “I like the Norse god theme going on,” I tell her, slowly extending my hand for Odin to sniff. “There are only a few gods left before I have to switch to Pagan gods,” she says with a laugh. “We already did the Greek and the Roman gods.” She pulls a handful of horse treats from her pocket and gives them to Everly. “He came from an auction too and was skinny like Freya when I got him. Took us a year to get to this point.”