Nietzsche Horse Novels & Stories

Wendy said, "That's impossible. We've been away from the Hughes clan for more than 20 years. Even if the horse were still alive, it would have turned old. "This horse looks young and strong. I heard it came from Mount Nix. He might be Ms. Frost's old horse's son or grandson." Victoria inched closer to the black horse. Suddenly, the horse stood up and shook its head. The horse grunted loudly. It felt like the horse was irritated and giving them a warning. The subordinates from the Chadler family were frightened. "Ms. Victoria, this horse is untamed. Be careful not to get hurt!" However, Victoria felt like the situation was quite interesting.

The way she clucked her tongue to soothe the horse when he snorted, I couldn't take my eyes off her for some reason. Arabian Stallion for Nico was such a smart choice. They were friendly and easy to handle for new riders. She knew her horses for sure. "Can you feel Strudel move beneath you?" I chuckled at the name as it rolled off her tongue. Nico named most of the horses after food. "Yeah, just like that, Nico," she continued. "Don't fight his moves. Flow with it. Keep going, you are doing so well. Keep going."

“He’s dangerous.” “Do you have any info on him?” I stop next to the pen, watching the horse pace back and forth. The horse isn’t in the best condition, but he’s still strikingly gorgeous. Tall, jet black, with only a tiny band of white around his back hooves, he reminds me of Phoenix. “He’s a thoroughbred?”

Marcus builds it up, making us all wait. “Pepper and Biscuit? I’ll have you know those mighty animals are named Apollo and Helios. Gods! They’re the gods of the horse world. Pepper and Biscuit? Shame on you!” I look at Ayr and see his blue eyes twinkling with amusement, a smile playing on his face. I can’t help laughing, the beer and good food kicking in. “But what if I want to borrow that nice brown horse of yours next?” “You mean Ares,” he answered haughtily. “His name is Ares because he’s a noble, epic steed. Like his rider,” pointing at himself and adding a wink for extra foolishness.

“Or in this case, their horse. Let me assure you, this nag belongs to me.” “Nag?” Lilith said as she stroked his horse’s neck admiringly. “Really Nathan.” “You know I hate that name,” Nate grumbled. “Yes,” she said sweetly as she seductively sipped on her champagne. “Almost as much as I hate you,” he mumbled between clenched teeth. At the sound of her gasp, Nate realized he did the unintended and spoke his thought out loud. He quickly looked around to see if anyone else heard, but they were all preoccupied with the anticipation of the hunt.

It cried loudly as it saw them approaching. "Shhhh… It's okay. We're not going to hurt you," Nemiah uttered softly as she got closer to the wounded horse. Namir sniffed the wound but then he suddenly growled mockingly. He rolled his eyes as soon as he figured out it was just pretending. The horse was a shapeshifter just like him.

It neighed which had Mariana jumping out of her skin. Stifling a laugh, I turned to her with a straight face. "That's my horse. You can ride him. His name is Dante, he's nice and he seems to like you." I gestured behind her and Mariana turned to the white horse that was nudging her side. Its big eyes looked at her as she warily reached out to touch him. He melted under her touch as he closed his eyes. "I'll get someone to saddle him up for you," I said as I called out to Elonzo who was right around the corner.

Nathan wrapped his arms around his chest and said to Evelyn, "I can ask my mom to teach you. She's amazing at horse-riding, probably even better than that lady at the racecourse just now." He then looked at Amelia. "If you want to learn how to ride a horse, I can ask my mom to teach you too…" "No need for that!" Evelyn cut him off, clenching her fists. "My mom's already very good at horse-riding." Nathan scoffed. "I don't believe that at all. My mom can subdue Hurricane!" He pointed at the horse that was having its saddle taken off its back. "That's the one!" Nicole looked in the direction Nathan was pointing and said, "Don't take off the saddle just yet! I'm going to ride it!"

"Pffft—!" The chestnut horse snorted loudly and paced back and forth. "Ah! Connor, hold me!" Madeline's cry snapped me out of my daze. Right—such a gorgeous lady was right in front of me. How could I not act? "Don't be afraid. I've got the reins. Come on, I'll lead you around once." As I spoke, I guided the horse along the track. Excited, it pawed at the ground and began to trot, its body bouncing lightly.

Hades stood rooted to the ground as we approached, a large crowd had formed, every one had a scared look on their faces as they watched their Alpha stand in the way of an out of control horse with bated breath. Hades looked unfazed by the gasping of the crowd, his eyes were focused on the horse, galloping at him in full speed. “Hades!” I screamed, pulling on the reins, trying to veer the horse from his direction. Hades tsked, his hand raised, the horse neighed, coming to a full stop a few feet from him. “Good girl,” Hades muttered lowly, scratching its muzzle. Hades’ eyes were fixed on mine as he praised the horse, “enjoyed the ride?” he teased.