Horse Stories Novels & Stories

Grace said excitedly to Raphael. He patted the mare's head. “She's a beauty. Strong build, smooth lines.” Raphael had brought three horses today. He selected a dark bay, a longtime companion. His horses were meticulously cared for by a dedicated team, their coats gleaming like satin. On the training field, Nate asked, “Heidi, where's your horse?” He and Raphael had attended the same high school, and Heidi had been in the middle school then, so they all knew each other. When Nate posted a story about the equestrian event,

----- RIEKA We exit the side door of the house and standing before us are two gorgeous horses! One is a beautiful black stallion, just like I imagine Black Beauty, from the book, would look. The second horse is a palomino. Its body has the perfect golden shimmer to contrast with the creamy white mane and tail. She is perfectly groomed and both horses are saddled up and ready to go. They are both extremely large, but the black stallion is the bigger of the two. I guess at least one of them would have to be massive in order to carry Aleksandr. I notice that the black horse has a couple saddle bags as well, but I can’t see what’s inside them.

The smaller of these - the King Deer - took most of the North going vehicles, while the larger, Horse Empire, which was situated in the middle of the town and kept no less than twenty seven pairs of horses and eleven post boys, seized on the chaises traveling south. The rivalry between the two was extremely fierce. It was said that on more than one occasion private chaises had been intercepted and the horses forcibly changed at one or other of the inns. Some sign of this was evident in the way the ostlers of the Horse Empire came running out at the approach of the Tellaro's chaise, and led into the big stable yard. A glass of sherry was handed up to Patrick, and sandwiches were offered to hi

I said, looking at the bigger horses. “This is Max, Fiona, Caramel, Felix and Angel,” he said, and I chuckled. “You name your horses,” I said, and he nodded his head. “Of course,” he said, rubbing his head. They are all different colours. The two smaller ones, which he did mention their names, look like Max and Caramel, so I can tell these horses birthed them. Max was the biggest; maybe that’s why he named him Max. “Touch him,” he said, and I moved forward. I touched the horse softly, and his head moved to me.

****** As they approached the stable, Penelope noticed how the horses snorted and neighed as they got close to them. She remembered that wolves had a natural affinity towards horses and wondered if any rogue pack would attack them. However, they were reassured by Rusell that they had picked the best horses that could outrun any pack. Penelope chose a chestnut horse, it had a beautiful coat and was fast. Liam, on the other hand, chose a black stallion that was majestic and strong. They were given saddles and the necessary equipment. Liam checked the saddle and tightened the girth strap before mounting the horse. Penelope followed suit, and soon they were galloping out of the Packhouse.

She envisioned Cedric playing the winning hand before an olive-skinned sheikh whose eyes flamed when he lost his horses. Cedric swung his cane low over the grass as he strolled. "Was he angry? The man was livid! But I won fair and square in front of a dozen pairs of eyes. Honestly, foreigners don't know how to play whist. Too much impulse and bravado." A wry smile creased Charles's lips. "I take it he was fond of his horses?" "Fond of their lineage," Cedric clarified. "The mares were both sired by his best stallion, an Arabian called Firestorm. Even I couldn't afford to make an offer to buy them."

Tenac asked. “I would love to” “Okay, come along, he’s in another stable” Tenac told her and lead her outside. “These two stables” Tenac said, pointing at the one they just exited and the one next to it. “They hold the general horses. Any rider or aari can use them after letting the stable master know. The two stables over there” he said pointing at two stables that stood at a nighty degree angle of each other. “Are where the horses that are owned by a rider are” he continued. “The last stable over there is for the horses owned by aari. Not many aari have horses, they mostly use the communal ones” he finished as they walked into one of the stables holding riders’s horses. “This is Addon” Ten

'Welcome, sir,' 'Uhm, the animals are looking good.' 'Yes, it's their free day.' 'Won't the animals escape? Like those horses are straying away.' I said, pointing to some horses running off. 'Horses have a high sense of loyalty. No matter how far they wander, they will always return to their master, especially when they are treated well.' He replied smilingly. 'And, there are fences around, didn't you pass a gate?' The woman chipped in with a nasty tone, eyeing my outfit with disdain.

There were horses that ran freely with long, shiny manes—two red and one midnight black. “Yeah.” “What are their names?” “Tennessee, the black one. Dutch Warmblood. Alaska is Akhal-Teke, and Cascade, the long-haired Arabian horse.” “They are beautiful.” “But high maintenance than me.” He chuckled. We sat on the couch, facing the beautiful view. I couldn’t help but sigh, grateful for how my contract marriage gave me peace of mind. “You okay?” He looked at me. I nodded, unable to form a word. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. Then he planted a kiss on top of my head, and then we watched the view in silence.

Mr Rui ask . " Some are white gray , some fully white and some white brown . But we also had the black horse . Well.... let see . There we call him stallion types . The horse is first young master horse. He rides him to school . I brought him with me yesterday . " Fred points at a tall ,strong and sturdy black horse that follow beside Moo Shang's carriage .