Quotes About Crazy Horse Novels & Stories

He wraps his arm around my shoulder and says, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the prettiest cowgirl in the west. Think your horse has what it takes to beat that other dude's time? Let's show 'em how we do things 'round here!" As Kale Crain said in Dreamer, "My horse beat every horse that shows up!" And I flutter my lashes like a giggly girl, 'cause let's face it, who doesn't love a good underdog story? Cortland's laughter echoes like a thunderclap and shakes me to my core. It's like he's using a jackhammer to break down the walls around my heart. Damn it, why does he have to be so hilarious? My defenses are crumbling faster than a sandcastle in a tsunami. This guy is a danger to my emotional

She always believed I could do things others thought I couldn’t. That memory wrapped around me now like a shield. I leaned forward, whispering against the horse’s ear. “Hey, big guy. I’m not your enemy, alright? Just help me get through this without breaking my neck. You and me—we’re on the same side.” The horse snorted. My lips twitched. “Yeah, I know I sound like a damn idiot. But just… trust me here.” For a heartbeat, the horse’s ears flicked back and forth. Its muscles shifted under me like it was testing me, weighing me. And then—clear and sharp—a whistle cut through the air from somewhere in the crowd. The horse stilled, head jerking slightly, then relaxed.

Yet, a nagging doubt gnawed at my gut, serving as a constant reminder of the risk I had undertaken. I needed a distraction, something to calm my nerves and ease my mind. I decided to go for a ride on my horse, Zion, my loyal and faithful companion. He was a magnificent stallion, with a glossy black coat and a fiery spirit. He always sensed my mood and matched it with his own, whether it was playful, adventurous, or serene.

“We ride…Harleys, not Pintos.” “Well, at times, you do what is called for. Most of you learned this in the service,” Breed reminded them. “Uh yeah,” Brick piped up. “But tanks, jeeps, cycles and even fucking helicopters.” Crow agreed, “Give us a machine and we can run it. But a horse?” Breed grinned. “You all are tough enough.” “I just hope we don’t all look stupid,” Monster grumbled. “I’m a big guy, so what horse can carry me?”

Topaz let out a little laugh "Never and I'm scared" "Don't be, horses are one of the most friendly animals in the world. When we come back here some other day, I'll teach you how to ride" she nodded and he held her chin to make her look at him as he said "you're so beautiful Topaz, I don't mind telling you every time because that's what you are. Thank you for coming with me today and for playing along"

He started laughing and I looked at him like he was nuts. “My bronc's name is Spicy Lance,” Corbin told me. I started laughing along with him. Who the hell named that horse? “It sounds like something someone would name their dick,” he said as he kept laughing. I laughed even harder before I asked, “How do you think it’s going to sound on the loudspeaker? Corbin Martinez riding on Spicy Lance.” “Oh fuck! I’m gonna sound gay!” I kept laughing and said, “Make sure you win tonight, otherwise I’ll be telling people the spicy lance always wins over you.”

Then, Caspian could not help but curse, "A bunch of idiots!" He did not expect that Jack would use such a cheap method. In a flash, the group of warriors ran toward Caspian, and some of them even yelled non-stop, "Casper, why don't you just give us the spirit essence? We'll let you off the hook if you do!" "We know you're strong, but it's impossible to fight against many opponents. It's best if you just give up now so that you won't suffer!" "Why are you talking nonsense with a heavily injured man!" "Hand over the pouch around your waist!"

“We didn't come all this way just to stop every few minutes because my body decided to give me trouble.” Caspian frowned as he kept his horse close to mine, clearly not convinced by my attempt to brush it off. “I'm not asking you to turn back,” he replied, his eyes moving over my face as though he could see through every excuse I was making. “I'm asking you to admit when you're struggling before you fall off that horse and leave me scrambling to keep you alive.”

“Yesterday, I could have sworn that you knew nothing about having fun.” He gave me one of those smiles that lasted for just two seconds. “I will take it that you had a fun day, then.” “Of course, I haven't had this much fun in a long time.” I confessed. He didn't speak much again. As he was speeding down the highway, something caught my sight. Some random horses grazing in the open field by the roadside. “Oh my God, are those wild horses?” I asked excitedly. “Yes. Here and the far west are one of the last few places you can find them in the states.”

“What did you say?!” North lifted an eyebrow. “Just admit that you’re not skilled at horse riding.” “You!” Cynthia was absolutely furious. To get justice for the woman he admired, Liam said in disgust, “What are you being so arrogant for? How dare you mock Cynthia’s horse-riding skills? Who do you think you are?! If you dare, why don’t you race me?!” North turned her head and replied absentmindedly, “You all think I can’t ride a horse. Aren’t you making my life difficult by suggesting to race me?”