Novel Horse Novels & Stories

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.

The white horse nodded its head. “oh God, what do you want me to get from dear?”, asked Lt. Jim again. The horse bitten one of the grass near Lt. Jim and chewed it. “you are hungry?”, asked Lt. Jim. The horse nodded its head three times. “why do I need to dive in, you can have all the grass here, I don’t eat them”, exclaimed Lt. Jim. The horse moved its head like it was saying no. “oh wow, okay fine, you are the most demanding mammal I have ever seen”, mumbled Lt. Jim.

Her dad stayed outside for a while, his stance wide, and his arms crossed like a warrior guarding a treasure. A few days later, Celine was walking through the stables and saw a new horse. A beautiful grey Dutch Warmblood gelding. She stopped one of the stable hands and asked, “Who is this?” “That’s Apollo.”, he said. “He came this morning. You just missed the owner.” “He’s beautiful.”, Celine said and cooed to the beautiful male. “He’s tall.”, she said admiring the horse. “And his color is gorgeous.”

I said softly, breathing in her scent. “I was scared.” She smiled up at me. “I’m alright. And today, I want to ride with you.” I helped her onto my horse, watching the mix of excitement and terror on her face. As the horse shifted, she jumped. “You don't have to be afraid,” I murmured. “I can’t help it,” she admitted with a small laugh. “I’ve only ever seen horses in movies.” We both laughed, a sound that felt foreign in this dark woods. I could feel the shocked stares of the twenty-five guards. I never smiled; I was the Alpha with the stone face. But with Novel, a warmth filled my heart that I couldn't describe.

" Sunny then told her brother James all about the pale white horse that she had seen in Verona. She explained that when you see the horse, you're in deep trouble, and then she went on about how she had seen the horse in Ocean City while riding a Ferris wheel. Sunny's voice trembled as she recounted the eerie details of her encounter with the horse, emphasizing its piercing red eyes and ghostly presence. James listened intently, his disbelief gradually turning into a sense of unease. He couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to Sunny's unsettling experience.

“Mommy, come see!” Eager for the distraction, I joined her at the window. “Look.” Elva pointed down toward the stables. “It’s Nick-lass.” Nicholas and Lilliana stood near the entrance of the stables as horses were brought to them by stable hands. Nicholas’s horse was a regal black stallion that greedily accepted a sugar cube from Nicholas’s palm. The horse chosen for Lilliana was a brown and white mare that seemed nervous around her. The horse kept trying to sidestep whenever Lilliana came too close.

"I don't need to eat" "Nonsense! You'll die if you do not eat. I'm certain that your horse won't like it if you die" the horse screamed when I dropped those words. What a smart horse. Gilda is a smart horse too, they could be best pal. I looked at Gilda and saw her looking at us, uninterested. Or maybe not, Gilda is a bit snob, she only likes me. I went near the horse and run my fingers on its mane. This horse is really pretty. I mean, Gilda is pretty but this horse' is rarer than Gilda's. This is actually my first time seeing a black-maned cremello horse.

Elsa talks to the White Horse who had just come over to Elsa and neighs loudly as if she's complaining about not getting any love from Elsa. “What's your name, beauty?" Elsa kisses the white horse whose long white hair almost matches Elsa's silver hair. Because of hair, they blended. “Her name is, Martha. And this big one is Nigel,” saying this Gabriel climbed onto that black horse who just happily jumped in the air feeling Gabriel on his back. “Get on that white horse, let's see how good you are at riding.” Elsa heard Gabriel and ridicule him, please, if His Majesty thinks, she can't ride and will fall from that horse, then it is his wrong judgment.

"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?"

Seeing is believing, she thought wildly, flinging the study door open wide for him to follow and heading straight for her writing desk. “Good God! Was this what you were thinking of when you were watching the races at Randwick ?” He had to be looking at the paintings of the winged horses, commissioned from the artist who illustrated her books. They were hanging on the study wall— inspiration while she’d been writing the story.”Yes. The Mythical Horses of Mirrima,” she answered distractedly.”You should have waited for that one if you want to make a movie of one of my books. It’s the best I’ve done.”