Jackerman Horse Novels & Stories

He said smiling. I sat on a toy horse and Jungkook also sat on a toy horse behind me. The Carousel ride started, and everyone else started enjoying and I turned my face to look at him as I saw his expression was horrified maybe he's afraid of felling down, "Don't get nervous. It's not a real horse." I said loudly while he was still holding on the horse tightly. Didn't he is the one who suggested this and now look at him he's clinging to that.

The other party said, “Madam went riding with the little master today. I don’t know what happened, but the horse got scared and kicked Madam. Madam passed out. I just took her to the hospital and the doctor said that her condition is a little serious.” Clarissa said anxiously, “What exactly happened? How did my mother get kicked by a horse?! What was the steward doing? What was the manager of the race course doing? Tell the manager of the race course to pack up and get lost immediately! Take that horse out and kill it! If it could kick my mother today, it might drop my son tomorrow!” The other party stammered, “Miss... that is the horse that Sir bought from Turkmenistan for more than eight m

I almost screamed over the loud cheerings. "None! Because I know who is gonna win," he shouted back, beside Tess. "Really? Which one?" I ducked away from Tess's elbow. She was leaping with cheerings. "Jordan. He is a winner," he replied. "How do you know? It can be a different one this time." His brown eyes locked with me. "I know because my cousin never loses. And that-" he pointed towards the horse that was now slightly ahead of the Cage. Even a white one now was giving them competition, "-is Achilles' horse. He always bets on Jordan."

he unbuttons hid shirt and slide his pants down, and I see that he's Wearing a swimming trunk underneath. “I am ready” he said. “Of course you are” “Come on, let’s go” I walked in front of him. I suddenly hear him laughing, I turned and narrow my eyes at him. “Why are you laughing!” “You are kinda…. Limping” I give him a tight smile,“Oh? Am I?” I asked, my words laced with sacarsam. “Yeah” he continues laughing. “Whatever!” I hop on hid back. “You crippled me, so you’re going to be my horse” I hit his back. “Yeh!!”

It was an extremely dangerous scene! In the distance, Jeremy—who was riding on a horse while preparing for a race with Zeke and the others—turned around when he heard the neigh and laid eyes on the heart-stopping spectacle. His pupils shrank, and he immediately rode his black, pure-breed horse over.

You aren't getting off that easy, at least not while I'm taking care of you. LonelyGirl: What are you going to do? Make me ride your stallion? 🐎 LimberJack: Once you ride me, you'll never want to ride anything else again. Horses or whatever else you can think of sugar 😉 LonelyGirl: Why? LimberJack: Because I'm a beast in the sheets, sweetheart. I plan on finding you and showing you why. A riding crop might be necessary since you're questioning my abilities. LonelyGirl: Maybe I want you to ride me. Riding crop and all. 🏇🏻

It was an ancient Arapaho tradition, passed down through Jeremy's great-grandfather, who had fostered a deep respect for the Arapaho people and their unique approach to breaking in horses without breaking their spirits. With each nudge of the reins and every shift of their weight, Alexandra felt a profound connection with the horse beneath her. The rhythm of their movements echoed the heartbeat of the land, and she understood the significance of this bond between human and animal. It was a testament to the enduring relationship between Jeremy's family and the Arapaho, a relationship built on mutual respect and understanding.

Jack, Leonardo, and I joined the others at the back of my childhood home. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. You need to get one of your guys to get a few bottles of fine whiskey from town. Get those back here as offerings if you want your stay to be enjoyable." I grinned at him. He paused his step while still resting his hand on my back. From the corner of my eye, I could see Jack was leading the stallion towards the stables to have him settled with the rest of the horses. "Emilie!" Shirtless Sam and shirtless Danny both came walking my way from the barn area.

I’ve never wanted, so badly, to be able to communicate with horses. An intimidating energy became present around me. The horse laid low, lying on the ground in submission. Was it this presence that had been troubling him? I gazed at the person coming, readying myself for an attack. “Horses, I hate them.” the person had Jaden’s voice, but not his aura. “Alpha Chris, where you passing by or coming to me?” It was actually Jaden when he came to full view. He wore a black sleeveless jacket with suede black trousers.

I bit the inside of my cheek nervously, “Do I have to?” “Yes, duh.” She grinned to herself. She got up on her horse, swinging her long legs over Adela’s back without any struggles. “Oh my god,” Thinking about it now makes me somehow uncomfortable. “Don’t worry, you’ll get the hang of it.” Nikolo approached us with a horse, its name must be Alister. Boy, he’s huge! He has black skin and silver gray hair; he looked so elegant and mighty. He stood tall, even taller than Adela. As soon as our eyes met, the horse started nickering and hurriedly strided towards us.