Phantom Stallion Novels & Stories

He dragged her through the woods till they were in a small village, he hid behind a large stable peeping, she leaned forward to peer at what he was looking at but he pulled her behind him till one man walked out of the stable. When they were sure the man was gone and but of sight, Dragomir moved stealthily towards the stable and opened it, there were over twenty horses male and female and three ponies. Raisel looked at them with awestruck eyes, “Oh so adorable” “Raisel be on the lookout”, Dragomir said, he brought out a knife to untie one of the stallions, it looked just like Fury but it was much smaller in size and it had white specks in different areas of his body.

“If you could, would you go back to The Hive?” “Yes, only to find one person. There has only been one person in this world who gave me a run for my money. It’s not as important to me anymore, but for a long time all I wanted to do is find the person.” Pausing he rubbed a hand against his jaw. “They call him Phantom.” A laugh left his mouth without any humor, “And people call me Ghost. The irony with the names is not lost on me.” I took a long sip of wine. Not sure how to respond. “It does seem quite clever.”

"Yes." "There's someone I want you to meet," Adam said with a smile. He whistled loudly, and then I heard a thunderous neigh. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful stallion running towards us. Its coat was shiny black, and its mane looked just as black and silky. As it ran, I could see its muscles flex as it gracefully ran towards us. The stallion stopped running as it reached the fence. I was amazed by its height. As it relaxed, I could see just how defined its muscles were. It nudged its head against Adam, pushing him back slightly.

I hear Keya gasp as she mindlinks me, ‘OMG, she heard us! God this is embarrassing. I told y’all to chill but you didn’t listen to me!’ Shit, we didn’t listen to her, ‘My bad Babe.’ I hear her sister ask, “Keya what’s a Stallion?” Keya just sighs exaggeratedly shaking her head. “It’s a large male horse, Fatt.” Annoyed she tells me, “ Just help me get them ready.” So I begin to help Fatt & Trell pack their bags for today while she gives Qwan his asthma treatment and cleans his nose which seems to be full or running all of the time. Then washes her hands to give Grammy an insulin shot in her stomach. And she reminds her to take her meds and check her sugar levels. “Yeah yeah I know.” Grammy gr

He remarked to his horse. “He’s beautiful,” Anna responded. “What type of horse is he?” “He is a stallion of the highest Thessalian breed. Alexander reached into his side pouch and handed Anna a medallion with his image on one side, and the horses on the other. “This is a mere trinket, but I believe it will look lovely around your neck, m ’lady.” Anna could tell by his manner, the man really did earn his “the great” title.

Damien asked, walking close to Seb, “Have you never ridden a horse before?” [No... Not really.] wrote Seb, [Only in a carnival once, and there was someone leading it around a pole.] Damien smiled at this and called at one of the does in the field. It came closer and bowed its head before Seb. “Do not worry,” said Damien, “she will be gentle with you. There is no danger of falling.” Finally, Seb mounted the doe that gently raised itself as soon as he sat on its back. Seb held on tightly at the base of its antlers and closed his eyes as it leapt in the air and landed right beside Dorin’s elk.

he called, and I bent down to his height. “Hi Jonathan,” I smiled at him. “Luna Temperance,” he whispered, and I leaned in close. “I am future Gamma of this pack, and I vow to protect my Queen with my last dying breath and swear loyalty to the Scarlet Circle pack and to my future Queen,” I smiled at him and hugged him. He then leaned into my stomach and kissed it and whispered, “My beautiful Queen,” and then ran off stage back to his proud parents as the room erupted into applause.

he reassured her but even as she looked into the black horse’s marbles eyes, she was scared. “I don’t think so, she doesn’t look like she likes me very much” she teased. “Nah… she’s just not used to strangers that’s all. Thunder you’re not a bad girl right?” Leonardo spoke to his horse a little more, the more he spoke the more exited the horse got. “So what kind of horse is she?” “She’s a black stallion, Texan bred-Arabian. Her previous owner lost all his money due to some gambling debt. When Thunder’s mother was sold, there was no place for her to go”

He revealed. " What nonsense are you talking about? " Phoenix glared at him. " This isn't nonsense, this is the truth. Mr. Wong isn't a famous businessman like your aunt painted him. He is a fucking human trafficker " Phoenix's eyes widened in horror. " What?! " She exclaimed and sprang up. " Sit " Axion commanded, and she shot him a glare. " Sit down " Axion snapped. Huffing angrily, Phoenix complied. " Why should I believe what you just said, huh? " She demanded.

Note taken. I will be staying as far away from this corner as humanly possible. I have enough monsters in my life; I don’t need to add a four-thousand-pound one to the list. Leonid turns away from the black stallion, marching over to the adjacent stall where a beautiful, sleek white mare is calmly chewing on some hay. Her large, gentle brown eyes blink at us, her snow-white coat meticulously groomed. “You can have this one,” Leonid declares, his small voice regaining its demanding, authoritative edge.