Jackerman Horse 소설 & 이야기

We parked our car at a distant place and walked down buying street snacks till he decided to stop at some horse farm apartment. “Now why would you take me to this kinda place, Jericho?!” I asked rashly while looking around the environment in disgust. There were some kids running around, playing with horses and all looking as dirty as pigs. How did Jericho even know this place? “You didn’t even take a bite from your sauced puck!” Jericho diverted his gaze to the untouched stick in my hand filled with sauced puck. I scoffed. He really expects me to eat this. Thankfully he didn’t say anything regarding it. He took it and dragged out two slices then handed it back to me.

While Ricky tried to convince the horse with continuous bites of apples, Jade turned to the man whose name she had just learned. "Mr. Mohammed, my horse?" "Oh madam, just call me Mohammed please. Choose from one of these." Jade followed the gesture of his hand, looking at the female horses that lowered their heads as she walked past them, caressing each one tenderly by the neck. "This one." She finally stopped beside a white one, whose eyes were so sparkling midnight blue they reminded her of the man a little distance from her.

I mumble my butt sore. "Very close," Kern grins. I adjust my butt, switching off my sore cheek. "Would you like to stretch your legs," Keran asks and I nod. He spoke to the horse and it stopped. I shake my head in amazement. He jumps down and helps me to my feet. I stretched and realized I needed to go to the bathroom.

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!" ***

"Hyenas! Six o'clock!" Jack leaned out the broken window. Through the driving, neon-lit rain, he saw them. The Hyena Gang. They were thrill-kill mercenaries, addicted to cybernetic implants and combat stimulants. They rode modified gravity-bikes that screamed like banshees, their riders clad in spiked leather and holographic skull masks. They were laughing, whooping, firing micro-missiles and automatic weapons into the air. To them, this wasn't a job. It was a party. And Jack was the piñata.

How about a pony instead? Brother then came out of his office holding a book, "Brother, you're giving Ecklis a horse? Isn't it too big for him? How about a pony instead," I suggested. "I suggested that as well, but he was set on having a black Thoroughbred horse, so I'll buy him a dozen." Meh, he's a walking ATM machine. "Brother! You mean the most popular racing horse in North America?! Do you know the horsepower? Do you know how dangerous it is for someone so little--"

Mister Volkov had a smirk on his face as if pushing Nikon to do it. “Aww, this one is so cute, can I please ride this one?” While all that was happening, Normani, who definitely had no sense of shame or realization that two dangerous men were literally talking about doing something reckless in hints, jumped up and down while pointing at Dragon. The same horse that I had found fascinating.

His large fingers point to the napkin. “Oh. Um, it’s three shots.” I will myself to meet his eyes. “Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, and Johnnie Walker.” A head tilt now accompanies his smirk. “The Four Horsemen adds a shot of Jameson or Jose Cuervo.” I gulp. “Like the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.” I prattle on. “You’re an enigma.” “Excuse me?” The more we talk, the more I need my drink.

“Ow, that night you captured me!” “I was here with Krsto. But that ball was like super boring, so I went out and it started to rain. I was trying to get back, and you know what happened? A fucking horse appeared out of nowhere and almost stepped on me!” Jakov grumbled. “And then I stumbled upon you.” “A horse?” Erdem asked in confusion. “Yeah, it was like this big,” He tried to show its size with his hands. “And super black.” And here I was thinking Arion ran away by himself somewhere! Erdem murmured to himself and stood up to leave.

It was time to leave so we got on our horses, and as we were able to ride out, a horse was approaching from the gate towards us. "That horse looks like Valeria's horse," Jack said and it caught my attention that I had to strain my eyes. "It looks empty, there's no rider on it, and it's Valeria's horse," I said. "Men, let's wait for it to get to us for confirmation, then we can set out," Jack instructed, and as the horse got closer to us, and could see that someone was on it. Getting to us we discovered that the someone was Ryan and not Valeria.