Slow Horses Novels & Stories

Cheryl frowned when Rafael opened a stable that a large white horse occupied. There are a lot of horses in the stables owned by Rafael’s grandfather. Maybe more than 30 horses. Much more than the stables in her grandmother's mansion though these stables looked a bit simpler, unlike her grandma's luxurious and glorious. "Okay, I'm not going to invite you to Africa," Rafael shrugged his shoulders, "I'll introduce you. His name is Rusty. He's the docile horse I like the most. He never bit or hurt anyone. And because I know him well, I allow you to ride him.”

he told her Chelsea didn’t care, “That’s no problem. My retarded ATM is sitting right beside you. He’ll pay for the damages. ‘Mentally retarded human ATM’ Maxwell:"…" Really Chelsea? That’s what I get for taking care of you Damon:"…" Please Big Sister! Can you be any less savage? It’s suffocating in here “Forget it. “Aren’t we holding the interview any longer?” Chelsea asked, seeing they had no interest to ask her any questions

I study hard so that these lessons are not overly long. My favorite classes are the ones outside. I take riding lessons from Olf, the groom. The castle keeps horses, but also keeps a dozen Sleipner beasts, the eight legged horses that some royalty ride. Sleipner’s can only be ridden by one person. They are incredibly loyal and don’t tolerate any other rider, with the exception of Birgir. He can ride anything.

I couldn't help but giggle along with them, including Georgiana caught up in the infectious energy of the moment. The horses galloped with incredible grace, their hooves kicking up the soft earth in a flurry of movement. They seemed to glide over the ground, defying gravity for a fleeting moment. The thundering sound of their hooves reverberated through the setting, heightening the intensity of the race.

Aslan looked happy, because he was free to leave the gates of the house, especially free to ride. Like Hujan's black horse, the white horse also didn't want to enter the black forest which was across from the riding area. The difference is that the white horse is smoother, the white horse stops slowly and then turns its back to the black forest. Hujan realized what was in front of him, he got off the horse. Taking something from under the cloak, a white shawl, he covered the White Horse's eyes with the shawl. He hugged Kang Putih lovingly while whispering.

The horses ran with the speed of light. Number six fell our her horse, and the crowd chorus an ouhhhh! Number five seem to have difficulties with make his horse jump the bars, but instead he flew over the bar all alone, and another ouhhhh erupted, number four was just too clumsy to hold the rein of the horse he ended up suspending head down while the horse ran, number three was too perfect, hitting the animal with a crop for it to move faster but instead the horse sat down and he rolled out causing the crowd to laugh. It remains number two and number one Gabriel and Christopher. They jumped over the obstacles so easily like pros, Chris was ahead, Gabriel was just and inch away.

The buildings are all made of white washed walls with round blue roofs and small roads running crisscross over the hill leading you through the maze that is Olympus. Hermes whistles on his fingers and two identical horses come trotting up to the bridge. Their body is cream colored, their mane and tail almost as white as the buildings around them. “Agafya, Agape. Fast as always.” Hermes mutters to the horses, petting their muscular necks. He turns to face me. “Can you ride?” “A bit, but I’ve never ridden bareback.” I tell him, glancing at the bare backs of the horses. “Don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine. Just don’t pull Agafya’s mane when you mount her.” He pets the neck of the horse on his

grandma put her hand on her ears trying to cover it to prevent the harsh sound and said, " Lily, go and see through the balcony, who is trying to break something. " Lily went to the balcony. She saw the tall-high building, very luxurious one on the left side of her house was being repaired and painted. " It's already so beautiful. Is there any need of repairing and painting it? "Lily entered the room mumbling. "That beautiful building is being repaired. " Lily told her grandma. " Yeah, someone purchased that luxurious house. "an old man entered house and told them. He was Mr. Harrison, grandpa of Parth and Lily.

How am I supposed to ride like this? "You're a good girl, aren't you, Lola?" I pet the gentle beast and hope she won't fail me. I know she has quite the temper and I curse Tom for picking these two horses for a first ride. Or it wasn't on purpose? Hector and Lola are the star couple in our stables, so I guess that's why Tom brought the two of them. I realise I'm taking more time than I should just to pet and pray not to fall from Lola. And now that my slacks are more... comfortable I finally hop on the horse and... nothing! She stays still and I calm down a little. I whistle and the horses start a slow trot.

Matthew said in surprise. “It’s normal, really. Horses are actually more expensive.” Yuki waved her hands around. “Whoa! For real?” Matthew was surprised again. “Hahaha! Horses are usually used by royals and nobles because they look majestic and all that. So yeah, that’s why they’re expensive. Anyway, this storm doesn’t look like it’s gonna die down anytime soon. I’m gonna take a little nap, goodbye.” Yuki threw her head to the tent’s base and slept.