Miraculous Horse Novels & Stories

"Since my sister won't come out, let's have a horse-riding competition! You pick one!" Morpheus obliged and selected a tall, grand horse with a reddish-brown coat glistening in the sunlight. Blaze, as it was known, stood out among the racing field horses, boasting exceptional build and graceful muscle lines. "Morpheus, you've got a great eye!" Theodore's eyes sparkled. "This horse is called Blaze. Our stable masters said it has a good lineage and fiery temperament. Can... Can you handle it?" After a moment of hesitation, Morpheus cautiously stroked Blaze's mane before taking the reins. To everyone's surprise, Blaze behaved unusually docile. Even the stable masters gasped in amazement.

I asked, smiling. “Yes. I also brought a horse for you. She is a mare your father had previously offered to my House after the chimera attack. So, she’s not afraid of me. She’s almost as big as Atlas and is a palomino. You may name her as you see fit. So, you have three choices. We walk, ride Atlas, or ride our horses." Andy listed out my options. I smiled. Andy was going to give me the horse my father was giving him for saving my life. He is always thoughtful and takes my independence into account. I don’t think anyone else would have brought a separate horse for their blind bride.

As she rested her head upon her mother's lap and felt a hand rub softly down the length of her hair, they both watched the land before them in silence. She knew what to do… Steadily, Monica filled her lungs with air and calmed her thoughts. Automatically, the image of the night she'd spent with Philip flooded her mind, plastering a dirty smile on her face. It surprised Miriam when Monica pulled away and got to her feet with the speed of a fox. "Where are you going?" Monica did not answer until she reached her chestnut horse, six hands high and built for the worst of conditions. With its hair falling to its left side, it received the weight of the Scottish upon its back and gave a grunt of re

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 asked warily. "Eventually, yes," she said, nudging me forward. "But don’t worry. We’ll train you first. I promise you’ll be riding like a pro in no time." I seriously doubted that. Still, I followed her over. One of the horses—a chestnut-colored one with a white patch on its forehead—was led forward by one of the other maids. She introduced herself as Mira. Not the healer Mira, a different one apparently. Mira-the-younger.

Amor chuckled, “scared and you? I bet whatever that horse was, he would have been so scared of you he threw you here and set off like a storm. Anyway, this is no less than a miracle that you are here with us. Now hurry!” “I will put my needles everywhere in your body and… PARALYSE YOU!” she snarled at him. I flinched when she shouted. “Damn you! Damn that freaking little white horse!” “A white horse?” I asked. “Never seen one before?” She asked in a sarcastic tone. “I am asking because I saw one before…” my thoughts returned to Vaayu. Vaayu was white too, but being able to bring Lucella there in such a short period wasn’t something a normal, abused horse like him could do.

The horse was a shapeshifter just like him. "What's wrong Namir?" Nemiah asked when she noticed her tiger's weird actions. Namir walked away, ignoring her. "Hey? Where are you going? This poor creature needs help." She called, but Namir only growled without looking back at her. "What's wrong with him?" Nemiah murmured confusedly. She was taken aback when the horse suddenly got up from lying. It just shook its bleeding feet and it surprisingly got healed. "What on earth just happened?" She gasped in astonishment as her eyes followed the horse catching up with Namir. She was baffled when she saw it leap to Namir like it's playing with the tiger.

He said with a puffed out chest and proud tone. Among the horses, there was Septa, a spirited mare with a coat that mirrored the vibrant colors of a sunrise. Her mane and tail flowed like liquid fire, weaving a tapestry of brilliance as she galloped through the meadows. By her side was Midnight, a stallion with a coat as dark as the night sky, adorned with stars that glimmered with a celestial glow. In a corner stall stood labroha, a gentle mare with a coat as pure as moonlight itself. She possessed an ethereal beauty that captivated all who gazed upon her, and her presence radiated a soothing calmness that whispered of forgotten secrets.

He said it with a very heavy accent. "Don't be scared when approaching a horse. It can pick up your energy." He explained as he led me to a majestic mare. She was dark brown, with not a single spot on her body. I don't know which breed she was. "This is majestic." He said that name fit her build. "She's a special breed," he said, watching me stare at her in fascination. "Great, do you think that you can try her out?" He inquired. I was eager to, but also scared. Horse injuries could cause deep injuries.

Roxanne changed quickly, her eyes shining with excitement. "You look beautiful in anything, my fair princess," Jaxon complimented her as she stepped out. He took her to the stable, where twenty horses of different breeds awaited. There was Sugarplum, a beautiful chestnut mare with a white blaze on her forehead, Noir, a sleek black stallion with a star-shaped marking on his nose, a proud Arabian named Zephyr, a gentle giant of a Shire horse named Thunder, and several others, each with their unique markings and personalities.