Horse Stories Novels & Stories

When they arrived all the hands were on deck to unload the horses. Cody made sure the most expensive horses got the bigger more prominent stalls, because as he said they were used to more luxurious surrounds. He said winning horses were an extension of most people’s families. The vet they had chosen was on hand and he had startling news for them, it seemed that one of the mares was in foal. Cody said he’d put in calls to try and find out who they had bred her with.

They hired workers and experts to maintain their horses’ health, including diet, grooming, and performance. The damn horse stable was bigger than my apartment. From the bottom of each stall hinged door was made of wood with bars attached in elegantly U-shaped allowing the head of the horse to move freely. It had windows and fans for ventilation and didn’t even smell disgusting at all. There were saddles, stirrups, headgear, halters, and bridles hung on its corner. “That’s Applejack, Bianca’s horse.” Bob pointed to the horse with a tall and slim figure. He said it was a thoroughbred and one of the most expensive horses that originated from England.

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

“So are we going to this stable of yours then?” “No, I have a private stable for my family’s horses.” I smile at her. I am glad she seems interested in what I do, meaning she’s interested in me. That’s a good sign. “What kind of horses do you have?” “My horse is a Friesian and his name is King. Keila has an American Paint named Rain and Mark has a Mustang named Bandit. My mother has an Appaloosa named Lady and we still have my father’s horse. A Friesian named Beau. We keep other’s around that we like to lend out to kids, mostly Paints or Quarter horses, who enjoy equestrian but can’t afford a horse of their own. We don’t charge them to rent the horse but we expect that the kiddo using the ho

" Sunny then told her brother James all about the pale white horse that she had seen in Verona. She explained that when you see the horse, you're in deep trouble, and then she went on about how she had seen the horse in Ocean City while riding a Ferris wheel. Sunny's voice trembled as she recounted the eerie details of her encounter with the horse, emphasizing its piercing red eyes and ghostly presence. James listened intently, his disbelief gradually turning into a sense of unease. He couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to Sunny's unsettling experience.

“He’s dangerous.” “Do you have any info on him?” I stop next to the pen, watching the horse pace back and forth. The horse isn’t in the best condition, but he’s still strikingly gorgeous. Tall, jet black, with only a tiny band of white around his back hooves, he reminds me of Phoenix. “He’s a thoroughbred?”

Jeez, can’t someone take a joke? “The horses in the royal stables are bred and trained for a variety of purposes, such as transportation, riding and racing. They are well cared for an receive proper nutrition, exercise and medical attention. The royal stables are a testament to the people’s love and respect for horses. Now if you’ll look around, almost all the homes got a horse or two. The stables are also equipped with modern grooming and cleaning equipment. The stables have dedicated washing areas where the horses are bathed and cleaned thoroughly”.

Adrian said and the hustle and bustle around me continued. "Little dove. Come with me." Adrian said to me once he reached me and Luzo and Aklan looked at me with wide eyes. I gave them a small smile and walked behind Adrian to the front. Ren, Shea, Tia and Briva were nowhere to be seen, luckily. The biggest horses were gathered here and I admired their beauty. Most horses were pitch black but the biggest one was a light brown one with a thick, dark brown mane and tail. Adrian stood next to it and I gave the horse strokes on his nose while Adrian talked to one of his officers. I kept my gaze away from him.

Muffled grunts reached her ears. Holly repeated her attacks, over and over again. Her shoulder was sore by the time the wood splintered. She didn't care. Holly kicked at the door and she managed a hole wide enough to stick her hand through where she could unlock the door handle. Famine had Eros pinned beneath him. The former cabbit was pale, a ghostly white and a black aura flowed from him and into Famine's mouth. Holly still didn't hesitate. She threw herself at the horsemen.

After their visit from the Aikawa, Hayate’s group exchanged their flying lizard mount with two horned horses that can run fast. After all, riding a mount is a must if they want to pass the forest. Moreover, they were also trying to hurry their pace since they had lost some hours because they had to treat their cargo back in health.