Shark Horse Novels & Stories

Every day Aki practiced sliding down Shun’s side to shield herself from imagined enemy fire while simultaneously holding her bow under the horse’s chin and returning fire, all at full gallop. Hippocamps, however, were a completely different breed of horses. The name meant “sea horse” but they were more kin to reptiles. One specimen floated by the dock of Pukkitunturri after the blue Slayer Aleksandr, also known as Sasha, blew a conch-shell horn to make a long, eerie and rumbly call. Even with most of its body submerged and only its neck sticking out of the water, the hippocamp dwarfed Sasha and the rest of the crowd gathered on the small dock carrying sputtering torches and powdered with sno

The Shark loved to be out numbered in all his battles, especially when he had little or nothing to lose. They would fight him for his mount. They could kill a dozen people for a single good horse, and not even feel an once of remorse. The Shark saw the Renaki male even before he leaped into the air, colliding with the Shark, and throwing both of them to the floor. He allowed it to happen. He wanted to draw the out of the shadows, and nothing worked better than to let himself get thrown down, soon they would come trooping out, like cowardly vultures after a fresh kill.

The change in dominant power. Lady Adelaide had always been a force to reckoned with, even from a young age - the second born of a High Alpha. High Alpha children always carried the strength of their parents as well as their own, it was a rare trait within the werewolf community. High Alpha Jonah was the only High Alpha to survive the Pack Wars but not without scars that would shape the rest of his life. The Alphas respected him highly. The Moon Fang pack were the finest warriors of the world because of their following of the old ways.

Some of the renditions showed me in a good light. “Riding, shooting, fencing?” The groom stood up. “She can ride anything with legs, including the horus.” I was impressed. The horus is a fearsome beast that looked like a giant falcon with razor sharp talons and a sharp, hooked beak. He had two heads. No one could ride him except for Birgir and myself. “She can shoot from the back of a beast or on her feet. She is quick with the bow.”

SSSSSSsssss. The 'horse,' a short, green pelted creature with horns, exploded the same time the serpent did, ripping her braided vine reins out of the red haired woman's hands, bolting into the thicket. But the snake was not here for Xunsu, the snake was here for Shuule, who tried to react as fast as the black blur that struck out at her. Springing back, she was swept down by her ankles, slamming against the ground. As quick as she was down, she sprang back up in a sprint.

A dear friend? I would have loved to ask her who this dear friend was but I knew that was a deeply personal question, instead I asked, “have you been to the Blackthorne pack of late? Perhaps you have heard that Luna has a special warhorse, Sheila? I am looking for a horse that can rival that,” I could not see her eyes but I could sense that she was looking at me rather curiously. “I have heard of this horse. Allegedly it is more than a war horse, it can sense danger and warn her master and she can also fight. Do you mind me asking what you need this horse for?” she asked me.

" If you can be a mermaid, anything can happen scarf . Don't panic ... It's just a ... horse. ... No, no ,no ,no ,...no .... it's not a horse ... it's a horse with wings , a horn , silver toes, and ... sparkling tail .... Its ... it's ... it's ...a ... HOLY COW ....!!!! it's a UNICORN.." she shouted and the second moment covered her mouth with her hands taking slow steps towards it .

“Tongo said it was very beautiful on the reefs behind the cape. The fish are multi-colored. - Yeah. And full of sharks,” she snorts and reaches for a tube of cream. A shark dressed as a clown with the face of Darling Charlie... A nightmare. She barely has time to pull the phone out from under the absurdly large paw of the dog, which has come to her call and is now climbing to cuddle. Blue light.

Just as strong, powerful, and impatient as the man himself. The animal stomped its foot dangerously close to the man's foot. Then the animal whinnied and shook its head almost as if it were laughing at its handler who was cussing at the thershons. I couldn't help but laugh as well. Yes, Tohr's thershons was just like him through and through. "His name is K'shons," Tohr commented as he stepped up to the window beside me. I chuckled as my mind translated his horse's name. "You literally named your thershons 'black thershons'?" I pointed out.

The lady said, bringing out different sizes. "What's that?" Angelina pointed the bet beside the lady. "It's a baby shark," the woman responded. "A baby shark?!" her eyes widened and went nearer but keeping a good distance, snapping the picture. A real-life baby shark. Oh my God, she exclaimed, bubbling in happiness. "And that's parrotfish and barracuda, very rare seafood" the lady input. Oh my goodness, gleefully, Angelina touched it. Very soft.