Spirit: Stallion Book Novels & Stories

It was like he brought her alive in those mere seconds. She shouldn't let her guard down like this. She should be more cautious around him. A neighing of the horse brought a smile to her lips as she got down the roof with the help of her magic. A huge black Stallion stood there gazing at her. Silvia beamed, "Beast," She said cheerfully as the Stallion rushed over to her and she hugged his neck caressing his wild black locks as he nuzzled into her. She kept petting and caressing him before pulling back.

It was about partnership. Just as racers needed the perfect car, riders needed the right horse. One that trusted you. One that understood you. Turning, she moved along the row, her gaze assessing each animal carefully. Strong, fast, disciplined, all with strengths, pros and cons of their own. But then, she stopped. A massive black stallion stood before her, its coat so dark it reflected light like polished obsidian. Its posture was proud but calm, eyes sharp yet curious. Mirena met its gaze for a second, tilted her head curiously, then reached out slowly.