Pony Boy Novels & Stories

For whatever reason, that made my heart race a little. “Do you admire her?” I asked Ken jokingly. Ken avoided the question and tried to change the topic. “Did Baba boy beat up Jade? I did not want him to beat the boy. The boy is young.” Ken said. “No, I pleaded with him not to.” I told Ken. Ken suddenly lifted up some hay bales to arrange them properly in the store and I could not fail to see how veiny his hands were. That ignited some desire for him and I wished we were alone.

The woman asked. "Mom, I didn't come into this world alone so how can I let her be? Besides, as a good older brother that I am, it is my responsibility to make sure she is always smiling" the boy now identified as Oliver replied while taking a pear from the fruit basket on the table, he turned and raised his eyebrow at the girl hiding behind their mother "I'm I right baby sis?" "I am not a baby, for crying out loud, you are only older than me with two minutes. Two minutes!" She showed him her two fingers to support her claim "when are you going to get that into your thick skull?"

She chuckles “We’re here” I said as I alerted the others. “Take off our shoes, you’re about to enter the Seer’s tent” A little boy dressed in white said to us “uhm… Okay” “Okay” “This should be interesting” “Go in, I’ll be right behind you” I wave Gabi as I sensed she was hesitant “You know what to do” I winked at the young boy before giving him 50nen “Thank you kind sir, may the odds be in your favor” He winked back

"It's not my fault that you're a goddamn pony." "Pony?" my new friend whistles. "Wow, really? You're insulting me now? Wow, and here I was going to help you. But now you've poked the bear, pretty boy. Call me a pony one more time—" "Pony." "THAT'S IT!" Before I realized what was happening, the nightsteed lept forward at incredible speed. I grabbed hold of its mane, screaming when it spread two gigantic leather-clad wings. Fucking Christ, this horse was like batman!

The one they said would cry wolf and bring all to their knees EPISODE ONE Karl Matthew, a boy of sixteen trudged the dusty street oblivious to the danger that was following closely behind him. He was in his own universe, headphones covering his ears and glasses perched on his nose. The man observed him following closely behind, scoffing at the situation and how he was asked to follow his tiny child who could hardly tie his shoe laces in a proper knot but he could hardly question the boss and so he followed, making sure not to be noticed all though he wondered if the boy would even notice an earthquake with the way he had buffed himself up with so many devices.

Please! The entity spun around. It was no longer Aarav standing there, but Preston. The boy snarled, his face twisting as he did. His body showcased puncture wounds caused by Jeff’s claws. “Monster!” He sprinted toward an immobilized Jeff. Stop. Stop! He repeated the words, but the impact never came. He worked to open his eyes, but the heavy lids refused to cooperate. I’m so tired. I’ll just sleep for a minute, and when I wake up, everything will be back to normal.

Beth replied, "See what?" Sunny pointed excitedly at the horse in the water and said, "Look! Over there!" Toby replied, "I see nothing!" ___ And just like that, the pale white horse disappeared. __ Sunny explained that she had seen a pale white horse in the water. Toby looked shocked as he said, "Legend has it that the dam was named after a settler's horse named Pretty Boy."

Daddy didn't want any reminders of my shame as he calls it. Now Mindy has been badgering me about going out with her. She knows I'm not allowed but it doesn't stop her from trying every so often. I like hanging out with Mindy, it makes me feel closer to her brother somehow though she never talks about him anymore. In the beginning she'd brought him up every other second but when she realized how much it hurt me she'd stopped. I miss hearing about him but it was just too painful. He was the only boy I'd ever loved. Well boy might be a bit of a stretch. He was twenty-three when I was eighteen. Rumor had it that he was smart but he was drawn to the dark side, fast cars and motorcycles.

We ate lunch together and afterwards, I took the kids for a pony ride. That’s right, I got a fucking rescue pony and a horse. I also got a donkey, but you shouldn’t really ride those as an adult, their legs aren’t built for it. But the kids should be fucking fine on the donkey. The kids all loved it! Sierra was a bit scared at first, but she got the hang of it. But Asher thought it was so much fun.

“Truce. We need to take that pink-haired bitch down.” He glances around until he spots the teenager with hot-pink streaks in her hair. “Truce. You want to ride together?” My body warms. “Okay. But after this, I think my old bones can’t take anymore.” “Then let’s go out with a bang.” He grins. Something flutters in my chest. I nod. When the next race starts, we take a bright-red two-person cart. Ben assigns me the pedals, so I assign him the wheel. His body is hot against my back, and I force myself to focus. That teenager is going to regret the day she messed with me.