Miraculous Horse Novels & Stories

"Who wants to join me?" The Cruel Prince muttered just as he mounted his black stallion. While that seemed like a normal horse it was obvious from the dark tendrils emanating from the horse's eyes that it had been infused with his dark magic. The horse named Maximus was a strong yet unruly horse and there had been plans of putting it down after its last attack on the poor Fae who had attempted to subdue it until Prince Aldric claimed and was able to tame it. It was obvious from the way both the master and the horse worked together that they were perfect for each other.

When they came to the last stall, a huge pitch-black horse came to the door and stuck its head out. Marianna reached out to touch it. "And this beautiful horse is Veronica." Veronica giggled at the fact that they shared the same name. But the horse was absolutely beautiful. She may not have known much about horses, but this one seemed special. Unique among the others. "You can touch her, she's very kind," Marianna said. Veronica reached out to rub the side of the horse's face. She was incredibly soft, and had long eyelashes that lined dark, soulful eyes.

“Of course. Today, I wanted you as my partner. My way.” After a short hesitation, curiosity won. I changed quickly. When I came out, I looked completely different. Strong. Elegant. Like I was born for this. Edric looked at me from head to toe, raising an eyebrow. “Amazing… like you belong here.” He led me to the stable. A white horse stood calmly. “This is Orion. The smartest horse here. He’s yours today.” I touched the horse gently, feeling a strange mix of fear and excitement. Edric helped me mount, his hand firm at my waist, making my heart skip.

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.

I grinned and excused myself to go and clean up. Once in my room, there was a gift sitting on my bed. I went over and opened it. It was a small framed portrait of what looked like a great black horse with wings, and it had a head like the cross of a seahorse and dragon, the mane and tail looked feathery, but I wouldn’t know until I was to see one. The animal was magnificent. The card read, 'One day I will take you for a ride on my tayren. That is what the flying animals are called on our worlds. Hope we can be friends.'

Zephyr whistle to horse, he helped me up on it and we began to race away from the path immediately. Oscala turned his horse around, riding on our with us immediately. We stopped on the Hill and Zephyr brought me down. I sat on the ground, finding my breath. “Taylor. What the hell happened? You were right there then you were gasping the next second.” “The mirage. It’s more powerful then we think. It’s pretty real believe me. I literally got mummified by trees vines and nearly squeezed to death while I sat on that horse looking fine.”

All of this seemed to have happened yesterday. Seeing the nostalgic look in Emily's eyes, Louise knew that Emily was thinking of the past. She nudged Emily and said, "Emily, have you chosen one?" "It's so beautiful!" Emily was about to speak when she heard the children's cry. She turned around and saw a snow-white horse, which was as beautiful as a unicorn, elegant, and noble. It looked pure and didn't seem to belong to the racecourse. "A customer keeps the horse here. The others can't ride it," the staff said apologetically.

The dedicated space for livestock and training facilities reflected a thoughtful approach to balancing the needs of the military with the residents' quality of life. The collection of horses comprised both travel and warhorses, all sharing the same feed. However, a unique addition was implemented for the warhorses. The individual overseeing their care would allow them to graze on specially cultivated magic fruits from the dungeon. These distinctive fruits, including the strength fruit, agility fruit, and stamina fruit, were grown on trees that resembled coconut trees. The appearance of the trees for each type of fruit was identical. Similar to coconuts, these magic fruits would fall to the g

My pretty, little mare, Radiance, is small compared to Kenneth’s giant, and aptly named horse, Goliath. Radiance is an Arabian stallion, beautiful and elegant. My father got her for me on my thirteenth birthday, saying that a princess needs a horse that matches her in grace and beauty, and Radiance is definitely that. My father got her young, before she was old enough to learn to carry a rider. She and I bonded for several months before I began to train her. I’m the only person that she’s ever carried on her back.

But taking care of horses did take a lot of work. Emerging first, the stable boy led forth a striking black horse, its coat almost shimmering with an enchanting allure. Its long black mane and fluffy hooves made it seem so regal. Amira couldn’t help but stare at the beast, momentarily forgetting to receive the reins from the young stable boy.