War Horse Novels & Stories

"That was only because I was willing to uplift you. Without my blessing, you are less than stray dogs." "Worthy of me? You?" I stopped in front of them, using the tip of my boot to lift Alexander's chin, staring into his trembling pupils. "Look around you." They strained to move their eyes. To their shock, they realized that the massive plaza was filled with thousands of powerful wolf warriors. And among them, half were members of the Silver Moon Pack! "Beta Mark?" Alexander gasped, seeing his former subordinate standing in the front row, wearing armor made of enchanted ice.

I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books. I didn't question how my father died, I didn't question anything. I just let life go with me, I let it heal from all the things that were left behind to move on. Soon we were ready, I left the house with the feeling that I should go back but still I went. The Hall was crowded, everyone surprised to finally see me out of my shell, out of the cave where I had been holed up since the day of the great pain. - I don't think I even know how many times that day I heard that phrase pounding in my mind.

Do they bite? “The crown prince’s horse is the perfect horse, not because he’s loyal and has one of the best build and bloodline. Well, that too, but he’s the perfect horse for the crown prince because that horse is very compatible with the crown prince and he loves his master a lot too,” Hans said, beaming proudly. “Hans bred my horse for me. He also trained it for battle,” Ren explained for my sake. “Oh…I see…” I said with my eyes wide in appreciation.

The horse had Furr on its body but they couldn't tell what color it was as the house's fur was on fire, all the fur on the body of the horse was flaming. Bilimo saw Xasha was looking at the flaming horse and walked over to him, "this is a pegasus, they are no good in a fight, but they are extremely fast, they have always been used as mounts during wars. We use Shadow Unicorns as mounts, they aren't as fast as pegasuses but they can help out in a fight."

It had four big wings and four legs. The horse moved in a vertical direction for about ten minutes and began to descend. My divine horse the horse replied my Prince. what is your name I asked? The house smiled and said my name is Father. I repeated the name father and the horse responded yes my Prince. I said we are going to the central university complex stadium. With top speed straight we were there. I was astonished at how the horse managed to save time. it was left with 10 minutes to the commencement of the program. I was happy that I have been able to make it in time.

she said, and Great Madame came over to her and kissed her. "Come on, count backwards from three!" shouted Mr. Kusuma. Three, Two, One Jeeeeng.... One tug Amelia opened the satin, and what the underneath was, HORSE! A shiny dark brown horse standing proudly in an iron-barred box. Imported horse, which must have more than seven digits. Amelia screamed with joy! "Alberto!" ***

“Yes please.” The man smiled and continued. “As you can see, the Black Tortoise represents the North, the Vermillion Bird represents the South, the Azure Dragon represents the East, the White Tiger represents the West. That man in the center, he’s known as the Yellow Emperor, and he holds them all together.” “That’s very interesting,” Jade said, her full attention focused on the image in front of her. It seems like she has finally found her topic. “Isn’t it? If you’d like to know more about it, there are a couple of books you can read,” the man continued.

Five Years Later “Go, Dom!!!” Nine-year-old Trevor Calisto was cheering on his cousin from the fences as the boy broke into a gentle canter on his horse. Both their fathers were in the corral coaching him along the little ride. He chose the 8month old Friesian Colt a day ago when his father Killian told him it was time to get his own horse. Vincent bred top of the line horses, and the Friesian breeds he bred strictly for family. The colt was black as night with a calm demeanor matching his new master's attitude. The two boys were excited. Now they can both ride together around the ranch.

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.

Most were already part of human mythology, so it was pretty easy. The only ones he hadn't heard of were the stoikheṓdes alogo, which were elemental horses. They usually only had one element, but it could be lethal. We bred and trained these as warhorses. It was strange since we didn't really go to war, but some of the patrols along the border were mounted, effectively giving the patrol an extra 'warrior'.