Overlord Mare Novels & Stories

I needed speed. I sprinted down the hall, taking long strides until I reached the stables. A guard turned to me and stepped aside. “Here she is, my lord.” There she stood. Lucian’s newest horse. A massive shire mare, tall and powerful, her dark coat shining under the torchlight. “Damn,” I whispered, reaching out to touch her. Her coat was thick and soft, and she smelled faintly of apples and hay. Her deep eyes looked into mine, calm but full of strength, like she knew I was about to break a rule.

“Besides, Montegory here is trained for combat. He can defend you if there’s trouble, so it’s best you take him.” She crossed her arms, giving me a skeptical look. “You named your horse Montegory?” “Of course,” I grinned. “I had another horse prepared for myself.” At that moment, a squire approached, leading a beautiful brown mare with a shimmering golden mane. “This one’s Chestnut. She’s trained as well, as you can see, but she’s a bit wild.”

Olivine turned to me with a grin and motioned toward the stable owner—a massive man with arms like tree trunks and a surprisingly gentle voice. “These are two of our best horses,” the man said proudly, gesturing toward the animals. One was a sleek, jet-black stallion with a coat that shimmered like obsidian under the sun. The other was a stunning chestnut mare, her mane long and silky, her amber eyes curious as she stepped forward to nuzzle my hand. “They’re beautiful,” I whispered, awe-struck as I stroked the mare’s soft muzzle. “They are,” Olivine agreed. “The owner also has some riding clothes for us.”

"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.

I asked warily. "Eventually, yes," she said, nudging me forward. "But don’t worry. We’ll train you first. I promise you’ll be riding like a pro in no time." I seriously doubted that. Still, I followed her over. One of the horses—a chestnut-colored one with a white patch on its forehead—was led forward by one of the other maids. She introduced herself as Mira. Not the healer Mira, a different one apparently. Mira-the-younger.

I was surprised he was quickly on board. Logan crossed his arms over his chest, waggling his eyebrows. “His Daddy Mad happens to be a billionaire, far richer than his father. I’m sure he can take care of his nephew’s horse and training fees.” “Fuck you. You can afford to buy a whole ranch.” He snorted. “A little birdy told me. Arabian horse is one of the best horse breeds on the planet,” Olive said, hitting him with her elbow. “And who’s that little birdy might be? Your best friend?” He stole a glance at me. “Or your boyfriend?”

Maria asked motioning with her hand. I shook my head no. “That’s why I want to learn.” I pushed the door of the stable. There were four beautiful horses inside. Three white stallions and one black mare. I went straight to the mare his dark coating shone brightly from the sun. “Why not wait for Master Yulian and ask for a tutor?” offered Maria. “He was avoiding me for a month now Maria.” I nuzzled to the horse. I inhaled deeply her sweet musky smell. She was like freshly cut grass. “I am gonna be alright.”

she panted. “When I am done marking you with this,” the crop cracked hard on her backside, “I’m going to show you how a stallion likes to ride.” Eleanor groaned. “Would you like that wife?” She nodded. “The mare is never on top, Leannan.” He cracked the crop on one breast, then the other. “And remember, the stallion likes it best when the mare is trapped and can not move away from his thrusts.” Crack on her stomach. “He likes to ride hard and fast.” A firm crack just above the honey colour thatch of hair covering her sweetness. “And deep.” He thrust a finger into her and pressed on the pleasure point deep inside her that he knew so well, then tapping it with his fingers, making her gasp and

asked King Richard Orlando Lie, having stood beside his adviser already. Having received the information about Mr. Serpent Win Mara’s possible ability to break through the orange barricade of Ocean Blue Land, quickly and hurriedly King Richard Orlando Lie took his numerous as well as countless soldiers, fighters, knights, as well as generals to launch their premiere attack to Ocean Blue Land. And thus, here he was, standing right beside his adviser, King Richard Orlando Lie himself would witness the way Mr. Serpent Win Mara broke through the atmosphere of Ocean Blue Land and how they’d finally get into that wealthy, luxurious, and also prosperous land in their demons-realm.

“Yes, I can see that, he seems.... calm, content!” “And what of your horse?” I asked as I looked over to Aldrich’s dark brown horse, who stood taller than any other horse here. “Ahh” he grinned as he walked over to his own horse “This is Marlo” he patted his horse and looked at him with love in his eyes “He’s been with me for years” I noted the unusual name and decided to comment on it “Marlo? that’s quite unique” Aldrich began to strap a saddle onto Marlo, then handed one over to me once he was done all while looking lost in his own thoughts.