The Pale Horse Webtoon Novels & Stories

Her cries got louder and louder, to the point they made me annoyed. “Stop crying!” I said as I rubbed an ice cube to numb the area, to prevent anymore bleeding and treated her wound before wrapping a bandage around her ankle. Muffled sobs were coming from her lips all the time and her body was lightly trembling. I gave Luca the first aid kit while scoffing at his frowned forehead and pitiful eyes. I dismissed him and turned around to face my wild horse. Soon to be my wild horse.

He slapped the two sides of his horse, as he galloped more into the wood that was already dark. "Help." Thalia screamed for help as she heard the sound of a horse, galloping from a great distance. “shut up." The man lying on her slapped his hand on her face, his pants were already down and his arousal scent was all that was invading Thalia's nostrils. Thalia knew it wouldn't take long before the man would bury himself inside of her. Suddenly the man on that horse came close and he stopped right in front of them, although Thalia felt relief she was sure that a single man would not be able to take all these men, from the look of things, they were much more than what she expected.

“Rican, I was distracted for a moment today. I accidentally fell off my horse. It was not on purpose, and it was the same back then. It was not my idea. It was my mother and the others. They…” “The past is over.” He sounded a little impatient. I didn’t dare to speak again. We waited silently for the medical staff to come over. Trevor’s POV: Ailina chooser red pony. On the pony’s forehead, there was a white lightning shape, which looked imposing. She smiled and said, “This horse looked so handsome. I want to choose this one.” Everyone laughed at her for choosing the weakest one. The staff member said, “Miss Wilson, the horse looked quite imposing. But to be honest, it is a very weak horse. La

I galloped more and more till Browny—the horse, began to slow down, tired and beginning to go out of breath, I knew it was only a matter of time before the foe behind caught up with me. Then the horse neighed, not from the fatigue, something was around, something dangerous and it just didn't want to go any further, I looked behind me and I could see the men closing in, I panicked. Without thinking twice, I whipped Browny and even though she didn't want to, she kept going, but only a few seconds after, I was on the ground, the horse on the floor bleeding, its feet had been caught in a trap, a trap I recognized so well, the fall made me fuzzy and soln, I began to lose consciousness, the men be

It was really one heck of a march. ... A/N: werehorse - a shapeshifter who can assume the form of a horse

After they were only a kilometer away, Altair looked closely at the horse, which was pinkish-purple in color with a long mane on its back and a horn on the top of its head. The horse prepared to attack alertly for Altair to get away from him. "Poor creature," said Altair. "I know you're just an ordinary horse even though you look like a pony in my world," said Altair as he spread his arms. “But in my world back then your form was fictional, well… actually you weren't the only one who was here like in a fairy tale.” “With dragons, magic and monsters… hufth…” Altair sighed and crossed his arms.

After having lunch in the hotel's restaurant, the two of us were travelling once again. Rakesh promised we would find a place to rest again before midnight, if only so that I could sleep but between now and then, I had to answer his pop-quiz questions on the various monsters that were in the notebook and how to kill each of them. I played along with him because he refused to answer questions about himself and I had little else to talk about. "How do you escape from a kelpie? Or kill it?" Rakesh questioned me.

He produced a small journal from his pocket, "His name wasn't Lebende either. His real name is Dietrich Wagner. He came from Venmere and even knew Lord Bathory." Aurelia listened with her head down, "So how does the baker start to dabble in Magic?" "I was getting to that," Mashek flipped through the His wife was a victim of a demonic horse. The locals call them "Le Cheval Mallet. They appear to be beautiful mounts from afar. Once someone decides they'd like a ride, the horse shifts into something nightmarish, and the victims vanish." "Our foe lost someone to such a creature?" Ayasu asked.

She beamed. "You're lucky, may I know your name?" Without hesitating, she said politely. "I am Abel. May I know what you're doing here all by yourself?" Blair stared at her, her cheerful face dropped, Abel noticed this and quickly said another thing. "I had wanted to run away just like you but then again I thought about it. It might look quite unprofessional, I will tell you my secret. I had a horse friend who was human but transformed into a horse by a princess from the Wizards kingdom. We became friends for weeks, I actually enjoyed his talks and then out of the blue, a crazy elf fell down from nowhere and landed on the grass…"

It sounded as if it were in pain, so I forgot to answer Luka as I rushed toward the sound. On the top of a hill, where there was a single large tree growing, covered in cherry blossoms, a group of Centaurs was attacking a beautiful white horse. Without thinking, I rushed in to try to save the horse. Luka followed me and together we fought the Centaurs, although they didn’t seem like your typical monsters.