Novel & Cerita Novel Horse

Her figure was full and curvy, and every step made her skirt lift and fall again. My eyes never left her hips. I kept hoping I'd catch a glimpse of her panties. I wondered what kind a girl this cute liked to wear. "Connor, is riding a horse fun? I've seen them a few times before, but they're so tall. I was afraid they'd kick me, so I never dared to try." She suddenly turned back, clearly waiting for my answer. "Of course it's fun. When it runs, the feeling is amazing. I'll teach you in a bit."

“I mean, come on. I love Cameron and all, but could Dillon BE any more perfect?” I giggled. Stella was right. Dillon was pretty perfect. I’d harbored fantasies of owning my own horse for an entire year after the visit that summer when I was twelve. Not only had Dillon remembered, he’d gone out and bought me a horse, just to make that fantasy come true. And not just any horse. A thorough bred, racing horse. “Which one is yours?” Stella asked as we approached the stands. All the horses were parading around the race track, the jockeys on their backs.

Adrian said and the hustle and bustle around me continued. "Little dove. Come with me." Adrian said to me once he reached me and Luzo and Aklan looked at me with wide eyes. I gave them a small smile and walked behind Adrian to the front. Ren, Shea, Tia and Briva were nowhere to be seen, luckily. The biggest horses were gathered here and I admired their beauty. Most horses were pitch black but the biggest one was a light brown one with a thick, dark brown mane and tail. Adrian stood next to it and I gave the horse strokes on his nose while Adrian talked to one of his officers. I kept my gaze away from him.

Nicole said, passing a heavy bag of treats to Carl. "Uncle Ronnie, we'll be on our way now." Nicole waved at Ronnie. "Go ahead." Ronnie looked at the both of them with a smile. "Nicole, the baby you've been referring to is a horse?" Carl asked, surmising that it must have been. "That's right, it's a horse!" Nicole mused, seemingly proud of the fact that she had a horse as compared to a gold card. Carl looked at Nicole with a brow raised, "You weren't this proud when you had a gold card. It is just a horse. Do you have to be this proud about it?"

Not only was her heart beating witlessly, her mind jumped everywhere at once. “You know,” she began to speak her thoughts as they came, “I used to ride a horse just like yours back home when—” She quickly stopped then mentally scolded herself. She shouldn’t have told him that. After all, most poor people didn’t own many horses, especially thoroughbreds. Gabe raised his eyebrows in question. “You rode a stallion? Just like this one?” he repeated. “Was it your horse or Lady Sarah’s?”

****** As they approached the stable, Penelope noticed how the horses snorted and neighed as they got close to them. She remembered that wolves had a natural affinity towards horses and wondered if any rogue pack would attack them. However, they were reassured by Rusell that they had picked the best horses that could outrun any pack. Penelope chose a chestnut horse, it had a beautiful coat and was fast. Liam, on the other hand, chose a black stallion that was majestic and strong. They were given saddles and the necessary equipment. Liam checked the saddle and tightened the girth strap before mounting the horse. Penelope followed suit, and soon they were galloping out of the Packhouse.

"You haven't met them all yet, have you?" Jenny shook her head. He led her to the first stall, where a brown and white pinto nuzzled Cole affectionately. "This is my girl Layla. She's a love bug, aren't you, girl?" He opened the stall and the medium-sized horse headed out of the barn toward the open pasture gate. "Next to Layla, this is Taco." A small brown horse popped his head over the stall's gate. Jenny smiled. Taco? she scribbled on her board.

CHAPTER 5: Horse ELINOR’S POINT OF VIEW I wake up at six in the morning, ready to explore the hacienda that I rarely had the chance to visit before. I know that a lot has changed at my grandma’s favorite hacienda. I also want to ride a horse again, which used to be my hobby when I was a kid. Starlight is the name of my first horse. She’s from my grandpa. It was his gift for me when I graduated elementary school as a salutatorian.

Zeke trailed behind them while Rina sat on his shoulder, which displeased him. Nadazhda left her mate and ran to where the horses were while staring at them in wonder before stopping where an enormous black regal horse stood on his reign. "This one," she pointed, to which her mate nodded. "That's Xino, a rare breed of horse. It was a gift from my mother when I was young," he said while Nadazhda stared at him dumbfounded. "Don't tell me this horse," She gulped with widened eyes while pointing at the horse, "Is also a grandpa like you?" she asked, "How possible?" she asked again in disbelief.

Cayden chimed in, still sticking with his plan. Stifling a laugh, Gabriella waved her son's hand. “But it is indeed dangerous, Little Prince. You can meet wild horses or bad people.” "Is it a problem if we meet a wild horse? Isn't the horse a good animal? It can not kick or step on us,” the toddler replied with pursed lips. “Horses are just like humans, Little Prince. Some of them are also bad and naughty," Julian said with high arched eyebrows. “Wait until you meet Hasty. He's the most mischievous horse and very unruly."