Long Horse Novels & Stories

I didn't remember the others, but I knew the Great Dane was Eliza's favorite. "Alright, now that you've met the pack, come and met the horse." I followed her into the barn and watched her flip on some lights. There behind a wooden door stood a large stallion. He was sandy in color, a black mane falling down his thick shoulders. He was tall and very intimidating. "This is Badger! He's a Lusitano, pretty isn't he?" I nodded at her, keeping an eye on the large beast.

“That is one nice attribute of yours.” I rolled my eyes and began walking past him in hopes of getting this over with. I heard him follow behind, once in the stables, Hans the stable boy, had two horses ready. Isabella a chestnut mare, and there was a black stallion, which must have been his.

It looks incredibly amazing, but it feels peaceful because there ain't a single soul around us for miles. Cairo walks us past the pool and stops in front of a beautiful, white horse that's already saddled up and waiting by the fence. "This is Breeze. He's an Andalusian. Strong legs, smooth stride, and he can run faster than anything you've seen if you let him out." "Wait. Did you say 'he'? I thought all pretty white horses in movies were females." "Yeah, the exact same way you thought you were gonna ride alone today. You've got a lot to learn, sweetheart."

He glanced back at us and waved. "We need to go out the back," he said softly and I nodded and squeezed Ravin's hand as we followed. We exited the large palace to the back courtyard and my eyes widened at the sight. There were well manicured gardens and large stables with a fenced area. I could smell alfalfa and manure. Luric whistled and a large black horse trotted towards him. The horse whined and shook its head causing its long mane to billow around itself. "This is my horse Phantom," Luric announced proudly and ran his large hands across Phantom's withers.

she said, and Great Madame came over to her and kissed her. "Come on, count backwards from three!" shouted Mr. Kusuma. Three, Two, One Jeeeeng.... One tug Amelia opened the satin, and what the underneath was, HORSE! A shiny dark brown horse standing proudly in an iron-barred box. Imported horse, which must have more than seven digits. Amelia screamed with joy! "Alberto!" ***

After they were only a kilometer away, Altair looked closely at the horse, which was pinkish-purple in color with a long mane on its back and a horn on the top of its head. The horse prepared to attack alertly for Altair to get away from him. "Poor creature," said Altair. "I know you're just an ordinary horse even though you look like a pony in my world," said Altair as he spread his arms. “But in my world back then your form was fictional, well… actually you weren't the only one who was here like in a fairy tale.” “With dragons, magic and monsters… hufth…” Altair sighed and crossed his arms.