Horseland Novels & Stories

Uncle Peter told me something that made my legs go numb. The meeting that was about to happen was to discuss the future launch of a Five star hotel in our town. Uncle Peter was to join the meeting and be a part of this discussion as the representative along with our Mayor Mr Paterson. He was worried that the future of his resort was in danger and so was the nature and landscape of our town. He wanted me to accompany him as his companion to represent his side of the things in the meeting.

We leave the city and begin to drive through the country. The passing scenery is full of cows, horses, woods and fields. Eventually, we reach a gated property and I lean forward as Roberto uses a remote to open the huge, wrought-iron barrier. The driveway is long and graveled and when the house comes into view correction, four houses I hold back a gasp. Roberto drives us past the main house and over to one of the smaller homes. Even though it isn't as large, it's still extremely nice and I get out and look up at the two-story brick building.

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

I finally replied and with a smile, he took off his hat as he two boys brought out two horses from a stable. The first horse emerged, a majestic brown creature with a scar tracing down its face and adorning its legs. A distinctive white strip adorned its tail, accentuated by streaks of black. As it ambled into view, its mane, a rich brown hue, swayed with each leisurely step. The horse's eyes lazily fixed on me, and its lashes fluttered rhythmically, warding off the persistent flies that buzzed around.

"How in the blue hell do you expect me to mount this horse?" I chuckled, "This thing's dick is level with my head!" "That's my boy, Hades," Zeus corrected while patting the horse, "He's my Clydesdale. This is Artemis, an Irish Draught. I won them in a card game in Scotland." I shook my head in disbelief, "She's nearly as massive as Hades." "Calm down," Zeus spanked me. "Uh!" I yelped.

I put on my gym clothes and grab my gym bag before heading back to the lobby. I own a small bike that I use to get around locally. I got on my bike and once I arrived at my gym, the lobby had a man behind the counter that I have never seen before. I locked my bike and walked into the lobby. "Where is Pak?" I asked and the man looked up before he said, "Welcome! Oh, Pak? Yes. He no longer works here. This morning he fell asleep and dropped a cigarette on the wrestling mats. It caused a small fire that caused him to lose his job."

And by okay, I mean I want to go back to the previous animosity we held against each other. Hillside is several hours north of Silver Ridge and makes my small hometown look like a lively big city. There’s not much here at all, and the downtown area consists of one whole block. We get lunch at the only diner and then go right back to the auction, which is still going strong and probably won’t wrap up until late tonight. The wind picked up, bringing with it a light, misty rain. A storm is blowing in and the horses can sense it. Dr. Brenden goes to find the other vets we’d been working with while I walk up and down the large barn, looking at the horses.

Hael loved the smell of the stables. The horses currently housed there would leave with the old owners, but he was already in contact with some Arab horse breeders. He had purchased two steady, bombproof quarter horses as a more emission-friendly way of checking on his land, and would look to buy four thoroughbreds in the near future. But for now, he enjoyed walking.

''Nathan said, 'Nathan drew the symbol with a stick in the dirt everyone was amazed that he could remember it. The jail cell wasn't far from the secret entrance to the stable they sneak around the castle to get to the stable. Panji had an idea to take Erza with them as bait they mark the horse and left the castle with Ezra. The protection spell only lasts for a few minutes the red moon started to burn through their clothes. All four of them made it to the Blue Hill safely with only a few injures. 'Ten Mini City Blue Hill is the closest to Moon Valley the land was once owned by the werewolves clan called Bloodline.

15 minutes later Jasmine walked out with wet hairs and hurriedly put on a her a plain orange cotton gown from her wardrobe along with woolen cape and gloves, she lightly damp her wet hairs and moved out, her mood was already sour because of Livia and she did not wished to spoil it more by confronting her again. As Jasmine was heading out of castle she heard loud growling of her stomach, she lightly pressed her both palms on her stomach and then it occurred to her that she missed having all three time meal on previous day, however since she was not willing to see Livia horrible she drop her thought of heading to kitchen and continued to walk out of castle. Once outside, Jasmine went straight