Miraculous Horse Novels & Stories

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Vampiric horses? Holy crap.

*** ‎Killian I claw at my chest, pain ripping through me as I sink into the seat, letting out a low, restrained growl. The curse is consuming me—I doubt I can hold it back much longer. According to the prophecy, only one person can heal me and break my curse. My mate. I've met her once. That unforgettable night. I may not remember what she looked like, but the warm, tender, healing touch of her delicate hands is unforgettable. With one touch, she eased my curse that night and silenced my 684 years of endless wakefulness. If I hadn't gotten carried away by that moment of peace and pleasure, I wouldn't have woken to find her gone.

Meanwhile, Audrey felt at a loss of what to do when she saw how the reaction of Sabel and her cat Nero, matched and so to save herself from this awkwardness she looked outside of the window and said "Let's get going!" One by one, the carriages lined the street in long succession. These beautiful carriages blinded the eyes of the observer with their extravagance as they paraded it outside the gate and as though they were afraid that someone might miss how wealthy they were, they decorated their carriages with colorful gems that came with all sizes. Each of the carriages was also attached to a magical flying beast. These beasts have a body of an eagle in its front and a hind half of a horse, c

"Yes, some wolves captured some of my knights, one of the wolves left a blood trail, witches glamoured it but luckily Lilith was there and uncovered the path, the blood trail goes all around the borders, we then realized each wolf may have intentional cut themselves and leave a trail of blood around the harder to do a ritual of some kind." "I'll take a look at it before we leave, Mariana I'm going to need your help with the demonic energy, I'll see if the trees saw anything or anyone," Amethyst informed them, closing her eyes. "Lilly." A bright light came from her chest landing beside her, it slowly flew up making a figure of an animal, a horse to be exact, it was green with eyes that looked

"Someone has purposely poured black rosewater on my horse carriage. Now my chariot is broken. Destroyed. Even my horse melted into black smoke." "Melt?" asked the host's assistant. "It's terrible. What a pity for that horse." Rain poked Jace's arm. "How can a horse melt just because of rosewater?" Jace looked down and whispered something to Reia. "It's a magic horse made by the old warlocks. They traded the magic horses to pull the carriage out of sight of mortals. The price is very, very high. Therefore only nobles can possess it." "Including the horse carriage belonging to the Darkwood Kingdom?"

Jax replied with a grin, “driving isn’t my only forte.” They all laughed. Outside, dusk had begun to fall over the palace grounds. Some guests were still chatting in small clusters. Amber paused as her eyes caught movement—Isis and Rhea near a white horse. The horse neighed and jerked its head toward them. Its eyes gleamed unnaturally—almost sentient. Miriam clutched her chest. Amber stood frozen, gaze locked on the beast. “You feel it too?” she whispered. “There’s something strange,” Miriam murmured. “You feel it too?”

I look at him. "She is beautiful. Honestly, if you put a horn on this horse she could pass as a unicorn", I slowly stroke her body, she is perfect. "She is an Andalusian horse, Jaguar is a Friesian horse and fish, well fish is a fish" I laugh shaking my head, he is far from a fish, and Jaguar is beautiful and black, he reminds me of the story black beauty. "Okay Fish is a Knabstrupper, I had hoped MJ would look at the spots and call him Dalmatian, spot, but no he got fish" I laugh, the horse is unusual I have never seen a horse with spots.

"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.

“ — You're crazy, Veronica. — I narrowed my eyes in her direction. She blinked at me in response, falsely innocent. — Is everything ready yet? — I asked with a wave of anxiety and anticipation, as I was about to walk Veronica around the farm. She smiled happily and held out her hand, drawing me close to her. I approached cautiously and nervously, as it was the first time I had ever been this close to a horse. I stopped behind my beloved and stared at the beautiful animal. — Isn't she perfect? I nodded, mesmerized by Esmeralda's beauty. The mare had been a gift, given by her late grandfather, to Veronica when she was still a teenager. How could an animal have a coat shinier than my hair? That