Off Your High Horse Book Novels & Stories

The other party stammered, “Miss... that is the horse that Sir bought from Turkmenistan for more than eight million dollars. It is an authentic Ferghana horse. Wouldn’t it be a little too hasty to kill it just like that?” Clarissa said coldly, “You will kill it when I ask you to kill it. Even if it is a good horse, I do not want it if I cannot tame it! This is the price it has to pay for making mistakes!” Elaine, who was aside, was dumbfounded when she heard this, and she thought to herself, ‘Clarissa is going to kill this horse that costs eight million dollars just because it kicked her mother?! If this figure is rounded up, it’s close to half a billion dollars! I really do not understand r

Real men didn’t prance around in a pair of shorts, kicking a ball. Real men rode horses. END OF BOOK SEVEN

“That animal has killed a man. If you won’t keep yourself safe I will do it for you.” “This horse tossed a man who was daft enough to climb on the back of a full-grown horse who didn’t want to carry him and then hit him with a whip for daring to object. Why would the horse be expected to condone that when it is more than strong enough to rid himself of the pestilence? That is like asking you to put little Sofie on your shoulders and expecting you to tolerate her, pulling your hair and slapping your face. You would put her off of you, just as the horse did that man, only the horse has no hands to do so gently. It isn’t the horse's fault the man landed on his head. I’ve been feeding him scraps

I laughed, “I think he may be starting to learn.” Katie replied, “I highly doubt that anyone can knock him off his high horse.” I laughed, “Oh, I could try.”

I jumped off the horse, not knowing how to even get down from a horse. "Don't ever jump off a horse, that's disrespectful to them"The Healer warned as she shot a very daring glare at me, she patted her horse, guessing that she was calming her anger, the Moon goddess knew that I wouldn't hesitate to pull a trigger at a horse that wants to take away my life. "I'm very new to all this" I stuttered. "Why wouldn't you? You're well conversant with wheels and not hoofs" She was right in her words, her words spoke volume and I for one paid attention to her words.

“Because you are in a higher position compared to mine.” “WILL YOU STOP COMPARING AT OUR PACK’S STATUS FOR A GODDAMN MINUTE!” It’s a good thing that the horse barn is locked, or else they’ll wake up a few Slaves watching over and sleeping with the flock of sheep under the starry heavens a few distances from the barn.

“You could fall on your ass in front of Buckingham Palace and I’d still be proud.” My ears burned. Then his fingers slid lower, brushing against my thigh to adjust my stance. “Relax your hips. Riding’s more about balance and flow than strength. It’s like dancing.” “You say that like I can dance.” The words came out sharper than intended, a reflex to my own self-consciousness. Adam, prince of the equestrian world, probably thought everyone moved with his effortless grace, whether on horseback or a ballroom floor. I, meanwhile, had two left feet and a chronic fear of public humiliation.

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 stepped inside the stall. The horse turned its head toward me. It was a massive northern warhorse, easily seventeen hands high. It was completely black, its thick winter coat blending perfectly into the shadows. "Easy," I whispered, holding my hands out. "Easy, boy." The horse snorted aggressively, tossing its massive head. It didn't like me. It didn't know my smell. * * *

And I also go to different Packs where the distance is doubled from my Pack to Deep Water to treat werewolves. Don’t tell me they think I go on paws. If that was it, wouldn’t I be the fastest runner already? Since they think I can’t ride a horse, I had to show them that I’m skilled! I tapped my foot on the ground and lifted myself up. I instantly leaped and jumped on the horse, holding the reins as I seated firmly on its back. “Wow, wow! That was a good one,” Dolphus said, cheering and clapping as I puffed my chest out arrogantly.