Long Horse Novels & Stories

----- RIEKA We exit the side door of the house and standing before us are two gorgeous horses! One is a beautiful black stallion, just like I imagine Black Beauty, from the book, would look. The second horse is a palomino. Its body has the perfect golden shimmer to contrast with the creamy white mane and tail. She is perfectly groomed and both horses are saddled up and ready to go. They are both extremely large, but the black stallion is the bigger of the two. I guess at least one of them would have to be massive in order to carry Aleksandr. I notice that the black horse has a couple saddle bags as well, but I can’t see what’s inside them.

***** JACE ***** One lie had become a truth, because it seemed Lily was genuinely interested in horses and looking forward to the races. “Apparently they’re just large dogs. Like a dog you could ride. Ohhh I hope I get to pet one!” “It’s a sport, not a petting zoo.” She mocked my voice and scrunched her face up. “You’re gonna ruin this for me aren’t you?”

I am Viscount Tintagel, Luther Pendragon, at your service, little nymph and don’t be afraid of Midnight, my horse, he won’t hurt you. She cocked her head to one side and raised an eyebrow, she loved horses and had grown up around them, her ‘parents’ had bought her a pony for her second birthday and she had gone through Pony Club and then moved on to Eventing, competing at the highest levels. She had even worked with the Princess Royal and her Daughter for an Olympic Trial but had decided she did not want to dedicate so much of her time to the training. The Viscount's horse one was magnificent, he was jet black with a long mane and tail, a purebred Friesian if she wasn’t mistaken and he look

I hurried towards it, it look like a stallion I'm sure it is but I didn't know much about horse or any animals for that matter, its hair was so long and black, his eyes so dark it reminded me of Jet, even the horse was black. "Oh you fond Jello" Clair said watching me. "Oh my God! He is so beautiful! He is a he right?" I cried, too bad the horse just stared at me like I was dumb or something. "Yes a he, a stallion. The very last of its breed, only heavens knows where Jet got him from" "I want to ride it!" I reached to pull the door open but a groom appeared from nowhere and stopped me before I could reach for the door, I jerk back in surprised.

Ryan whistled and a pure white majestic horse came out to them, it stood proud and tall, it's hair dazzling. "Melody.." Valentina muttered and the horse came close to her and she held it's neck so tightly and passionately. The horse seemed to recognize her as well, the horse was a gifted horse from her mom. Valentina teared up, she was so excited. After a while, she challenged Ryan for a horse race. "I want to ride and feel free, let's race are you in?"

Her cries got louder and louder, to the point they made me annoyed. “Stop crying!” I said as I rubbed an ice cube to numb the area, to prevent anymore bleeding and treated her wound before wrapping a bandage around her ankle. Muffled sobs were coming from her lips all the time and her body was lightly trembling. I gave Luca the first aid kit while scoffing at his frowned forehead and pitiful eyes. I dismissed him and turned around to face my wild horse. Soon to be my wild horse.

I gave him a quizzical look “Trust me, baby girl, this is something you would not have suspected, something you’ve missed, and it’s something you recently experienced and I want to give it back to you.” Feeling slightly confused but having a small guess at what this could be I open it up. When I pull out the thing inside, the first thing I see is a picture of a chestnut-colored Carolina Marsh Tacky horse. Underneath the picture is everything you need for ownership of a horse, the vet health check, the breeding standard certificate, information on what stable the horse is at, and its condition. Everything.

Something passed silently between the cousins, some communication she couldn’t interpret. “I’m glad you’re both safe,” the Prince said at last. Then his smile returned. “Come. The court is eager to meet you.” He turned slightly in his saddle and raised a hand. A groom immediately spurred forward, leading a horse that made Loren’s breath catch in her throat. The mare was the colour of cream, with a mane that flowed like silk in the wind. Her build was pure Windrider, bred for speed and endurance across the grasslands, her dark eyes intelligent and calm.

It stood beneath one of those majestic, towering trees. Though the view was hazy from afar, I gradually closed the distance, gasping for breath as I ran. My mouth felt dry, and there was no stream nearby to quench my thirst, but that was the least of my worries. Finally, I got close enough to see the horse clearly. It had a beautiful coat with white spots over its smooth brown skin. A regal mark adorned its forehead, a symbol of royalty, and it made a whinny sound as it noticed my approach.

Every step was taking them away from her friends, the only ones who might be able to save her from this awful choice of hers. "You didn't think that I lived in that old shack, did you? I live wherever I want, and right now I'm taking you straight to my throne so we can talk." Death smirked. "I hope you don't give me what I want though, it's more fun when I hear screams and begs." "Throne?" Holly frowned. "I don't understand. Why would you have a throne? You're one of the four horsemen," she looked around. "Without a horse."