Percy Jackson Horse Guy Novels & Stories

Zander led me deeper in the stable and stopped before a blond, almost white mare with blond mane. "This is Athena. You are going to ride her today.She’s a nice horse, but a bit feisty. Like you. You two will be best friends.".He gave me an assuring smile when Athena lifted both her front legs in the air. She nuzzled her face in my hand as Zander held my hand near her face. "Is every horse here named after Greek gods".I was very curious about it. " Yes. It's a tradition . My uncle started it".He pulled Athena outside and helped to climb up. We went inside the stable to fetch Apollo . He came back on his back.

"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.

"If we don't know which one it was, I'll just kill all of them then." "You can do that?" Holly whispered. Dagon smirked. "I'm one of the Four Horsemen as well, I can be just as deadly at my brother." "Are you War?" Holly asked. If he was as strong as Death he had to be an important one. "No," Dagon frowned. "War is an odd one. If Death has found you, War is not too far away. But I won't let them near you. Just trust me." "No," Holly replied. "I barely know you. For all I know, you could just be trying to trick me."

I press my forehead against the horse's warm body, hesitating to mount. Being a former White, there are so many things I can do—things that were added to all the White children’s curriculum—and horse riding is one of them. But since it’s Saturn’s hobby, and I’ve watched the girl ride so many times, I can’t help being reminded about her. “We’re back here again, hoppy,” I mumble while gently hitting my head against the horse. Hoppy is Saturn’s horse, and this one looks close to Hoppy. The loud hoot of an owl scares me; causes me to whip my head toward the woods, nervous eyes scanning the trees.

I am Viscount Tintagel, Luther Pendragon, at your service, little nymph and don’t be afraid of Midnight, my horse, he won’t hurt you. She cocked her head to one side and raised an eyebrow, she loved horses and had grown up around them, her ‘parents’ had bought her a pony for her second birthday and she had gone through Pony Club and then moved on to Eventing, competing at the highest levels. She had even worked with the Princess Royal and her Daughter for an Olympic Trial but had decided she did not want to dedicate so much of her time to the training. The Viscount's horse one was magnificent, he was jet black with a long mane and tail, a purebred Friesian if she wasn’t mistaken and he look

A pair of leather shoes, long legs of black pants, and a black shirt…my gaze moved further to rest on pink lips left out under the black mask he wore. Who exactly was he? His rare gold colored eyes pierced through my being, and in that moment it felt as though I was bare. My nipples stirred under my wet dress, making things even worse than they already were. “Prince Darion,” The attendants chorused, their heads dropping, unable to look at the man as though he was a plague. Or perhaps someone of high status –pretty evident from his temperament. I clenched my jaw hard, feeling the swell on my cheeks. It still hurt from last night…if not even worse.

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

Vampiric horses? Holy crap.

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."

Cody said, “We fixed up a schedule and the boys seem to be doing well with it.” Damon laughed and said “I told my grandfather about them, even sent him the picture that Hunter here took. He said if you ever want to sell one, he wants first offer.” Cody laughed and said, “I don’t think that’ll be a problem, with most racing is about making a living, with Angel she loves these animals and for a girl who doesn’t know how to ride they love her. That quarter horse she brought home today will literally follow her anywhere she goes. I’ve never seen anything like it in my life.”