Fire-N-Ice

He stomped over to Destiny's stall and threw his gloves on the chair. "Okay Luc, you want to throw words, then why don't we talk about the real reason you missed that auction?" "I don't know what you are talking about" "I'm talking about how you never came home that night, and how by the time you got home wanting to go the the auction it was already half over. I'm talking about how its your own dang fault you missed that horse because you even had the edge over everyone else knowing he was 3rd in line at the auction, so don't go blaming a genuinely nice woman for being in the right place at the right time and blame yourself for your own irresponsible actions!" Lucy stood there staring at her brother, watching the light dancing in his eyes. "Oh before I forget, I also know that you were with Garrett that night. Why didn't you tell me you had a thing for him?" "Dammit Sean, don't you dare scare off anther one of...

It wasn't fair, why did Lucy have to have such a gorgeous brother. He was about 5'9" with jet black hair and eyes the color of chocolate. He had the kind of body that just begged to be looked at, and that wrangler butt was an entity all its own. How was he going to show Lucy and her that they could be good for each other? It wasn't Tess's fault Lucy had woke up late and missed the auction, but Lucy could hold a serious grudge when she convinced herself that she had been wronged. Instead of being mad at Tess for getting a horse of a lifetime, she should be glad that he is still within her circle. She should become friends with Tess, after all they seem to be a lot alike. They both turn heads, Lucy with her black hair and green eyes, and Tess with her red hair and striking sky blue eyes. Not to mention they are both a couple of spitfires, more then an average man can handle. His momma was the same way though, so his daddy raised him to know how to handle wo...

This is a story I began writing shortly after I had my son. I haven't had the chance to finish it yet. I am hoping by posting it in installments, that maybe I will take the time to finish it. Please let me know what you think as you read. So sit back and enjoy! "I can't believe how poorly I did in that class" I thought to myself. This was the perfect chance to start my Arabian stallion, Dreamcatcher, with some clout in a show ring. He has everything to make an awesome show horse and stud, but I had to let my own feud get into the showring. That woman and her brother get under my skin easier then anyone I've ever met. Although, I guess some of it is my fault, but that was my horse fair and square. Oh, well, if it hadn't happened I wouldn't have ended up with Dreamcatcher. At two years old, he already was 15 hands tall, and had a beautiful strawberry roan coat with a nice star that complimented his dish face and erect, well placed ears. His mane and tail wer...