Horse Novel Summary Novels & Stories

But unlike him, the horse smelled better. He sat behind me and pulled the strings of the horse. I have no choice but to clench his forearms due to the sudden movement. The horse ran like lightning. This is not the first time I have ridden a horse, but that was very slow compared to this pace. The horse turned several times on the tents, which caused chaos to the people. They are going out of our horse's way, but it resulted in the destruction of some tents. Rose petals and bubbles scattered on the road. Good thing, the horse seems like it doesn’t bother and find this thrilling. I looked back and saw River behind us; he is riding the other horse. Behind him are the knights who are chasing us.

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.

Griffith turned back and glanced at her. The next moment, he stepped back, creating space for the horse to escape. Sure enough, the horse found an opportunity and dashed out. Charlotte was left bewildered. Was this horse... pretending all along? The horse rushed out of the stable, anticipating strong resistance outside. It created chaos, knocking things over, causing people to fall, and then ran off amidst the confusion. Fortunately, the people Ash had arranged managed to capture it again, even though it resisted. However, this time it was cornered near the feed, exhausted. It struggled while eating, and after finishing, it started whining again.

At first he refused to budge, but she planted her feet and coaxed, pulled and begged the monstrous animal to do her bidding. “Have you no loyalty?” she accused. “Your master is lying on the ground, gravely wounded, and all you can think of is your belly?” The horse didn’t look impressed with her speech, but finally he clopped toward the fallen warrior. He leaned his snout down to nuzzle against his master’s neck, but Keeley pulled him away. If she could just secure the ends of the sheet to the horse’s saddle, then he could pull him into the cottage. Not that she wanted a dirty, foul-smelling animal in her home, but at the moment she didn’t see an alternative.

Unfortunately, half of the wolf pack, which was as big as warhorses, made it to block Adro's path. Adro turned his horse to flee in another direction, then constantly pulled the reins and looked back at the pack of wolves behind him. Their snarls drowned out the sound of the wind hitting his ears. Unfortunately, the horse Adro rode was slower than the massive wolves. A jet-black wolf with red eyes swiftly leaped and bit the horse's back, causing it to tumble violently to the ground. As the horse fell, Adro agilely leaped to the side, rolling several times before standing up with his longsword firmly in hand.

I had taken out one and Oliver incapacitated another so two against four was hardly fair odds but I guess they hadn’t had a work out in a while. Come on. I looked down at the fox who was cowering underneath me still. Did they hurt you that badly? She looked up at me and turned to the side showing a few punctures in her side. Maybe she had a cracked rib or two based on where those marks were. One wolf tried rushing me and Andre took him out with a bulldoze to the side. I guess I should have started moving but I just couldn’t stop looking at her. She was so small. Why would she change into this thing?

Gunner and Shiloh stood in separate crossties and Gunner whinnied when he saw Cassie and pawed the floor with his hoof. If Heaven had a feeling, it would be that of her arms wrapped around the neck of her boy, with him breathing into her ear and puffing his excitement to see her. Ripping across the prairie at sadistic speeds held a steady second. Gunner was her first horse, her heart, and since he retired from racing to Eryn's farm, her baby. Eager for escape, Cassie unsnapped the crossties and hopped up onto his back while Eryn mounted Shiloh.

**** 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.

His self-possession had returned with the appearance of the mages. Reive turned to the monarch and answered, “Your majesty, this is a horse. I guarantee that you’ve never had such an animal. You don’t need to feed it. And it doesn’t need to have rest. You can ride it for days, and it won’t fall from exhaustion. Tiredness is unknown to it, as well as disease, hunger and death.” Gerhard shifted an amazed gaze to Scarlet Hoof and whispered, “Is that an undead horse?” “Exactly, your majesty,” the necromancer nodded. “And now, it’s yours.”

“I don’t like chaos but you seem to enjoy it.” “I do. And this chaos was brought to us by Red Moon. We are playing their game.” My claws left their place. “This horse has been tormented.” The temper it had and the unusual breathing, they had mingled a spirit with it’s own. Like an injured horse. He only needs saving. I slashed his neck forcefully, dragging him down. Jaden went back in surprised. The horse began shaking till it bled to death. It didn’t take long, it was already a walking corpse.