Horseland Novels & Stories

I also sent a goodluck message to Andrei but he hasn't replied to it. Ezekiel and I arrived at the park, there's a lot of people here. I also noticed that there's many stalls built in here, making the park more lively than ever. Well, it was kind of good to see, I like it. Since there will be students from other schools, this place will surely be crowded later. After a long time of waiting, Liam and Katherine finally arrive.

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

“Some local championships are going on. Some starting tomorrow. Maybe your friend Willa will take you along. You have to see what it is like." With that, he strode away. I headed to the house. And right on call, Willa had come to search for me the next day. Horses were a thing in this part of Veridian. Although they used cars as well. But it was on rare occasions. Back in the north, our wolves and cars were okay. I rode behind Willa on the back of her white horse which I learned the name was Winner. She named him that because she wanted a name similar to hers and a name that meant something.

A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone. Only then did Abigail speak.“Every time I see one of those things, I wonder what it’d take to bring one down.” “One dream too many, maybe.” Tunde said, he looked up, past the quarry’s ridge.There it was again, the Citadel. White and gold, suspended like a god’s mirage behind the shimmer of protective fields. Its smooth towers glowed even through the smog. Somewhere in there, music played through perfect speakers, food was hot every night, and sickness… was curable.

He replied with a cheerful smile and led me out of the room. Horse races were a common thing here and Lorak always staked his money on a horse named Hallowell and it never won! He had hopes that someday, Hallowell will finally claim the title of the fastest horse in Silvermoon, but I had a feeling that his bubble might just be bursted yet again.

Snake added, "You hired her boss, you gotta put up with her now." While the guy was in the trailer spike said, "This here is a good horse, one of the best around. He's a descendant of Old Sorrel who was one of the top American Quarter Horse right here in Texas. Old Sorrel sired over a hundred horses for the American Quarter Horse Association (or AQHA).

Rodrigo galloped faster and faster on his horse. He was riding a sprightly mare named Hera. She was stark white and so beautiful. An absolute pleasure to ride. He loved that his stud farm covered acres of land, allowing him to ride for miles without any probing eyes. And he did ride, every single day if possible. His morning rides were the highlight of his days. He stopped Hera at a small little hilltop and gazed over his lands with awe. In the morning sunlight, he could see the farm already in action. Horses grazed in the pastures. Xerxes was training in the special enclosure designed for him. His staff was going about their duties, moving in and out of the various sheds and buildings. He l

“Come here you big fat furball!” The beast lurched at me, but then suddenly, stopped moving as something silver flew by its neck, cutting through it like butter, and the metallic schtick as it did so rang through the air. The beast blinked for a moment, and then suddenly its head went toppling down its chest, rolling nearly to my feet as its headless body went to its knees, the fell flat, revealing Prince Damien was behind him. Prince Damien breathed heavily, his sword dripping with the dead monsters blood.

I sat down and took in the vuew of the ranch. Men were working over at the hay barn. while another man was on horse back riding somewhere. Grandpa was standing over at a paddock looking at a horse that was running around inside. I left my mug on the table and grabbed my training shoes that was on the floor in the porch way. I slipped them on and made my way down towards the paddock where Grandpa stood.