Randolph Scott's Horse Novels & Stories

Randy scrambled for Antonio's lead and took off, leaving Cassie in the muck to fend for herself. But the donkey didn't want Cassie. He ditched her and trotted off after Randy and Antonio. She scrambled to her feet, ass throbbing, and raced after them. They reached the van with the donkey seemingly subdued and by Antonio's side. When Antonio moved, the donkey moved with him, when they tried to push him off, he heehawed and kicked at them. "For fucks sake," Randy hissed. "Open the van." "I'm not taking the donkey."

Karinna said, spying two horses that were standing close to each other, one white and one black, of similar height and build, both having saddlebags of supplies, “Cassius and I will take those two.” “I call on the spotted one,” Kealy said, louder than what was required, nudging Venya slightly aside to close the gap between herself and the horse that had a coat of brown with white splotches spattered randomly across its body. “What!?” Venya cried launching herself over to the same horse. Venya and Kealy squabbled for a few moments when finally a forlorn Kealy slumped away and began to walk to the final horse. He was smaller than the other horses, and only slightly bigger than Grub’s, but had

she asked beaming up with smile “yes, which would you like to ride" Todd asked looking around the ranch at the different types of horses available “the big brown one" Amber said pointing to a brown horse in the stall, she walked closer, her mouth opened as she gawker at the horse, the horse was beautiful, the brown colour seems shine and the small black tint at the end of the horse's mane made it look more beautiful. The ranch attendant who was in one of the horse’s stall peeped out and said

he asked. Laura could feel her body light up. He was right, she liked horses although she had never ridden any of them, she had always wanted to. Scott stayed back in the room with Molly, leaving Nico to take her. He led her to the ranch and chose a mare, “He’s Rowdy. I named him that because he can be pretty rowdy and all over the place” he explained. Rowdy proved that by neighing and moving towards Laura. She stretched her hands and gave him a pet. Nico led them out the ranch and into the open field. “Alright, we need to get you on him” he said.

He was older than most of the ranch hands, yet even in his forties, he worked circles around the rest of the crew. I took the reins and rounded them over Nugget's head, stuck my boot in the stirrup, and then hoisted myself into the saddle. I leaned over to pat the horse's neck and gave him a gentle tap with my heel. I didn't own him, but he was mine. Jack and I had a silent understanding that he was off-limits to all the other hands. He'd been Randi's, and I'd taken care of him after she'd left, thinking she'd come back. That horse and I had been together ever since. And as he got older, I wanted to make sure he had a good life.

Zachary’s voice felt like a ray of light, piercing through the darkness of my despair. I clung tightly to the saddle, leaning my body forward to reduce the resistance. Zachary, riding his tall white horse, flew past me like the wind. He grabbed hold of my horse’s reins, trying to bring the wild animal under control. “Damn it, stop!” Zachary shouted, yanking hard on the reins. The horse, “Red Hare,” let out a pained whinny, rearing up on its hind legs.

Beth asks in confusion when I face her with a silly smile on my face. “Let’s go and see Ram, shall we Beth? I bet the horses can entertain me and change my mood right now. I really love seeing the horses. Let us go before I start thinking of what happened again.” I said as I walk ahead of Beth as I hum. When we arrive in the stables I turn to look at Beth with a questioning face when I see few men pulling a white beautiful horse that is jumping up and down as if it is really mad. I see Henry and Sammantha who is now wearing this jean and boots. I nearly laugh seeing how messy Sammantha looks. Sammantha’s hairs are flying everywhere and her clothes are really muddy. I see Henry looking to Sam

He came back with a beautiful Palamino mare, and I quickly walked toward him to stroke the mare’s head. “I thought you could ride Melys,” he said. I smiled happily and took over her halter, “Yes, please. She is gorgeous.” Colin gave me a suave look, “Beautiful horse for a beautiful woman.” I rolled my eyes and tied Melys to a pole so I could brush and saddle her. Colin disappeared and later came back with a tall brown horse, “This is my horse, R****h.” I chuckled, “The big bad alpha Colin names his horse R****h? What is your dog’s name? Twinkletoes?”

Roxanne changed quickly, her eyes shining with excitement. "You look beautiful in anything, my fair princess," Jaxon complimented her as she stepped out. He took her to the stable, where twenty horses of different breeds awaited. There was Sugarplum, a beautiful chestnut mare with a white blaze on her forehead, Noir, a sleek black stallion with a star-shaped marking on his nose, a proud Arabian named Zephyr, a gentle giant of a Shire horse named Thunder, and several others, each with their unique markings and personalities.

Harvey is a beautiful American Paint Horse. He is a mix of Blank and White and I will admit he is my favorite. He is a very docile creature and he has helped me more than most people know. Harvey was the first horse I was introduced to when I started equestrian therapy. I was a bit intimidated by him, but he proved to be just what I needed. He dealt with me on my good and my bad days and was always there when I needed him. And tonight I need him again.