Long Horse Novels & Stories

“Taurus’s are dynamic, competitive, and natural athletes. If that isn’t the definition of s winning horse, I don’t know what is. Look, here’s one – Prancing Pony. Perfect. A certain winner.” “It’s six hundred to one,” I point out. “And? Do I look like I care?” Dani retorts. “It’ll have character – just you wait and see.” Jamie grins and puts his arm around her affectionately. “Anything else you’re an expert at?” He teases.

Harvey is a beautiful American Paint Horse. He is a mix of Blank and White and I will admit he is my favorite. He is a very docile creature and he has helped me more than most people know. Harvey was the first horse I was introduced to when I started equestrian therapy. I was a bit intimidated by him, but he proved to be just what I needed. He dealt with me on my good and my bad days and was always there when I needed him. And tonight I need him again.

A dear friend? I would have loved to ask her who this dear friend was but I knew that was a deeply personal question, instead I asked, “have you been to the Blackthorne pack of late? Perhaps you have heard that Luna has a special warhorse, Sheila? I am looking for a horse that can rival that,” I could not see her eyes but I could sense that she was looking at me rather curiously. “I have heard of this horse. Allegedly it is more than a war horse, it can sense danger and warn her master and she can also fight. Do you mind me asking what you need this horse for?” she asked me.

She said again making Aaron sigh afterward. "Okay... I won't force you." ... At the entrance lobby, Aaron approaching Hai Rin who is waiting for him. "Hey, Rin.." "Andy..! Let's go," she said happily. When they walk out of the automatic entrance glass door, Aaron looks at Hai Rin with a surprised look. "He's been missing you. Let's take a ride with him." Hai Rin said and patting on Lucas's neck. Lucas is a black Arabians breed horse that Aaron found years ago. He adopts the horse and keeps it in the resort back then. He thought that it's inconvenient to bring the horse to the mansion where he lives at that time.

As he had previously thought, this was no ordinary wild boar. The boar butted until Leon had to jump off his horse. The poor horse was now lying helplessly on the ground, bleeding. Suddenly, the horse flickered and then disappeared. Leon is now face to face with the enormous wild boar, even now his body is getting bigger. There was no way Leon could beat him, just like Adonis in the legends.

he replied, annoyed. The chauffer courteously opened the door for Alexander, who got out of the car with an air of arrogance. He strode towards the black sports car. He was a car lover and immediately recognized the model of the vehicle packed before his eyes. It was a BMW M2 which was known for boasting a meaner mug and sizable hips. It had a hard-charging, high revving twin-Turbo straight-sit, which eats up straightaways.

I was surprised he was quickly on board. Logan crossed his arms over his chest, waggling his eyebrows. “His Daddy Mad happens to be a billionaire, far richer than his father. I’m sure he can take care of his nephew’s horse and training fees.” “Fuck you. You can afford to buy a whole ranch.” He snorted. “A little birdy told me. Arabian horse is one of the best horse breeds on the planet,” Olive said, hitting him with her elbow. “And who’s that little birdy might be? Your best friend?” He stole a glance at me. “Or your boyfriend?”

And Mane’s father, Ray, always boasted about how he had won his mother, Alexis’s heart and made her his girlfriend when they were only teens. Mane turned his attention to the carriage that the Thrasher was responsible for guarding. It was a luxuriously decorated carriage. It was a large white carriage with gold ingots adorning the door. The horses that pulled the carriage were large and strong. They were called Gold Hoofed Horses due to the yellow color of their hooves. They were expensive and difficult to come by. But they weren’t as rare or as strong as Red Maned Horses. So if Red Maned Horses and Gold Hoofed Horses were up for sale, the Red Maned Horse would undoubtedly be sold for a much

"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.

They hired workers and experts to maintain their horses’ health, including diet, grooming, and performance. The damn horse stable was bigger than my apartment. From the bottom of each stall hinged door was made of wood with bars attached in elegantly U-shaped allowing the head of the horse to move freely. It had windows and fans for ventilation and didn’t even smell disgusting at all. There were saddles, stirrups, headgear, halters, and bridles hung on its corner. “That’s Applejack, Bianca’s horse.” Bob pointed to the horse with a tall and slim figure. He said it was a thoroughbred and one of the most expensive horses that originated from England.