Horse Gods Novels & Stories

And Mane’s father, Ray, always boasted about how he had won his mother, Alexis’s heart and made her his girlfriend when they were only teens. Mane turned his attention to the carriage that the Thrasher was responsible for guarding. It was a luxuriously decorated carriage. It was a large white carriage with gold ingots adorning the door. The horses that pulled the carriage were large and strong. They were called Gold Hoofed Horses due to the yellow color of their hooves. They were expensive and difficult to come by. But they weren’t as rare or as strong as Red Maned Horses. So if Red Maned Horses and Gold Hoofed Horses were up for sale, the Red Maned Horse would undoubtedly be sold for a much

Most were already part of human mythology, so it was pretty easy. The only ones he hadn't heard of were the stoikheṓdes alogo, which were elemental horses. They usually only had one element, but it could be lethal. We bred and trained these as warhorses. It was strange since we didn't really go to war, but some of the patrols along the border were mounted, effectively giving the patrol an extra 'warrior'.

she asked softly, fingertips still on the horse's withers as if she received strength from the horse. Atlas, of course, held steady. He was bred to be a warhorse and, more importantly, a horse of Ares. Like any animal, horses can sense certain dangers. As an Ares, similar yet different from a Hades, I am seen as dangerous to animals. I clicked once as I guided Atlas into a turn to head back to the healing tents my group had brought the members of Apollo House to. "If it wasn't, I was not told. I named him four years ago when I chose him as my horse." I explained.

Sebastian digs out of the dirt and says, "You're enjoying this aren't you?" Domino his horse was unlike other horses. On the Callem continent there were three main species of horses. Regular Land Horses used by all manners of people, Special Flying Horses used by royal bloods, dignitaries and those of high prestige. Unicorns were the rarest species of horses which when sighted can be seen as a sign of good luck, unicorn sightings were so rare that many doubted it's existence.

The buildings are all made of white washed walls with round blue roofs and small roads running crisscross over the hill leading you through the maze that is Olympus. Hermes whistles on his fingers and two identical horses come trotting up to the bridge. Their body is cream colored, their mane and tail almost as white as the buildings around them. “Agafya, Agape. Fast as always.” Hermes mutters to the horses, petting their muscular necks. He turns to face me. “Can you ride?” “A bit, but I’ve never ridden bareback.” I tell him, glancing at the bare backs of the horses. “Don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine. Just don’t pull Agafya’s mane when you mount her.” He pets the neck of the horse on his

"Very well, it's the will of the fates. Come then." Apollo took Phaethon to the stable of the sun, and there the boy saw the giant fire-white horses being harnessed to the great golden chariot of his father. Huge, flame-like manes with hot yellow eyes, they were named, Pyroeis, Eous, Aethon, Phlegon. They were being harnessed by a Titan, tall as a tree, and dressed in asbestos armor with the helmet of tinted crystal against the glare. The sun chariot was an open shell of gold. Each wheel was the flat round disk of the sun as it is seen in the sky.

Aiden guesses, not that it needs much guesswork. “A ghost,” I nod. “His horse is a stallion. Blackmarsh has mares. There have been foals that we don’t have another explanation for. They’re not ghosts, they’re perfectly normal horses as far as anyone can tell. They’re very, very good horses. Promises Kept is one of them, Keppy for short. He’s one of Katie’s competition horses.” “Ghosts can do that?” He sounds dubious. I’d never have guessed it was possible either, if I hadn’t seen the evidence. “What about Bellmouth, does he have puppies?”

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

Michael lowly admitted. “What do you mean she’s in the hospital? What the fuck happened? Tell me which hospital you are at.” “We’re at Methodist South.” “I’m on my way now. I should get there in a little under an hour with traffic. What happened, Michael?” “We were at the Caldwell Farm, and we were examining horses. After we were done, we decided to take a ride, and Onyx bucked her off.” “Wait a fucking minute. You let her ride Onyx of all horses? What the fuck were you thinking?! Seriously, how fucking irresponsible can you be?!” I shouted into the phone.

Every day Aki practiced sliding down Shun’s side to shield herself from imagined enemy fire while simultaneously holding her bow under the horse’s chin and returning fire, all at full gallop. Hippocamps, however, were a completely different breed of horses. The name meant “sea horse” but they were more kin to reptiles. One specimen floated by the dock of Pukkitunturri after the blue Slayer Aleksandr, also known as Sasha, blew a conch-shell horn to make a long, eerie and rumbly call. Even with most of its body submerged and only its neck sticking out of the water, the hippocamp dwarfed Sasha and the rest of the crowd gathered on the small dock carrying sputtering torches and powdered with sno