Long Horse Novels & Stories

I felt worried that something might go wrong if I even did anything extra. Not later than five minutes, Barkov arrived. Queen — my horse with skin the color of coal — slowly appeared. She was tall, but easily the fastest horse I've had the chance of riding. I bought her years ago — a black Arabian horse great at both speed and endurance. “We’ll need to move fast,” I said, placing a hand on Queen’s neck before climbing onto her back. “Where is the guy Jorah gave us?” I looked around, and my gaze finally locked on him.

Their expressions were just as cold and stern. Ding Hao glanced at them casually and discovered that the horses that these people rode all had hair that was as black as ink. The horses were more than two meters tall and their four legs were strong and nimble, just like ferocious beasts. They were Dark Cloud Lion Beasts which were also called half-demon horses. It was said that they possessed a demonic bloodline. They could travel 5000 miles in the day and 1500 at night. They were extremely handsome and each horse was worth several thousand dollars.

Jasmine POV: Draco’s Dragon kept following us like crazy in meantime I saw King Sargon getting anxious, he kept on continuously snapping head band of his royal black horse and urged him to run more and more fast…. King Sargon horse was finest of royal Akhal Teke breed, Akhal Teke horses are well known for their speed and endurance… We were riding with king horse with speed of wind yet we were slow compare to Draco’s Dragon who was chasing us from behind by splurging his Dragon fires…

He said, feigning thoughtfulness. Boro's eyes shot up, one hundred gold royals for a horse? That was much more than he had anticipated or wished to pay, so he asked for the stable master to show him the rest. While Hogan claimed that those he showed Boro would suit his needs, he was unhappy with the options. One he was shown was long in the legs but compact; it was a strong gelding but looked more like a plow horse for all that. Another was short and frail, it looked to barely be able to hold a child let alone a man.

She assumed that he was leaving, considering that he had been busy with Anthony since morning. "Your ponies should be arriving next week. This morning, I was making sure that there were enough stalls in this place for your horse." "Pony?" Eve frowned. There were many types of horses in Axel's stable, but she had never come across ponies here. Most were thoroughbreds, which was one of the horse breeds commonly used in horse racing.

she scribbled on her board. Cole rolled his eyes. "The kids named him. Once a month, I host a non-profit organization that puts special-needs kids on horses. About a year ago, I got this little brown horse from a rescue group, and when the kids saw him, they decided he was Taco." Jenny reached out and petted Taco as he followed Layla out to the pasture. In the next stall was a huge black horse which shook its head and danced sideways as Cole and Jenny approached. "This is my boy Apollo." Cole smiled proudly. "He's pure Arabian. My one extravagant purchase."

“ your name is Bell?” The horse shook his head no. He stood quiet for moment. He walked over to BoldR and tugged on his belt. “Belt?” Cassia asked again. The horse pawed the ground and snorted at the ground. Cassia looked where he pawed. The shape he pawed looked like the letter A. “Belt A?” Cassia pieced the words slowly together. The horse stood quietly again as if to think. He began to look around for bit. He then walked over to the vine hanging from the tree. He nibbled a piece off and it fell to the ground. He picked it up in his mouth and brought it over to the road. He dropped the vine to the ground and began moving it around with his mussel. He picked up his head and stared for a mom

I study hard so that these lessons are not overly long. My favorite classes are the ones outside. I take riding lessons from Olf, the groom. The castle keeps horses, but also keeps a dozen Sleipner beasts, the eight legged horses that some royalty ride. Sleipner’s can only be ridden by one person. They are incredibly loyal and don’t tolerate any other rider, with the exception of Birgir. He can ride anything.

The news was not good. Mack approached just as the young man got back on the horse. “Magnificent horse. Does she have a name.” he asked. “Thank you. Her name is Animae. It means soul.” The young man said. “I should probably water her before I put her in the trailer.” He said turning the horse away and taking her to the back through some trees.

I didn’t know horses could be pets. “Yeah. She’s beautiful. She lives at my family’s ranch.” I indulge him with another question about his horse, his eyes light up even more.“What type of horse is she?” Levi flips a pancake, while talking to me over his shoulder. “She’s a Haflinger.” “A what?” “A Haflinger.” He repeats. “They’re these golden mountain horses, small but sturdy. She’s got this thick white mane, really fairytale looking. Would you like to see a picture?”