Rumours are so easy to start. A whisper here, a whisper there, passed on person by person. This is 12 year old Robin's daily existence at school...only it's worse, because the rumours are about her. She finds solitude at her family's quarter horse ranch, the place Robin calls home. She's happy the way things are there. They breed, show and train the horses, prepare some to sell. That's her life, and the way it always has been. But when money stops rolling in, her parents come up with the idea to open a riding school for western riders, looking to learn, gain skill and compete. Robin isn't too excited about this at first, but soon, she decides it may not be so bad. And when a girl Robin's age joins, they seem to instantly connect, and they become friends ...could this be Robin's chance to re-write her life?

A fatal mistake and a dead horse sink Era into depression, and she vows never to ride again. But when her mother sends her to her father's ranch to 'find herself', she's surprised to meet Devany, a horse with an equally upsetting past. Can two broken beings heal one another?

Ever wonder how the marvelous creatures we call potatoes live in this cruel potato eating world?

This is a story about a foster girl called Stacey who feels she has no hope left in anything. Little did she know her life was just about to change.

Just everything about my riding lessons and horses! Yeah, I don't ride ponys, but i couldn't figure out a good title.

My equestrian journal, my weekly lessons and pony club also goals.

Kayla Myers is an aspiring equestrian and a 17 year old eventer. She has lots of potential along with her Welsh x Thoroughbred mare and wants to go all the way to the top, just like everyone else at Oak Valley Equestrian Center. But, when things turn for the worst, will she be able to hold on or will Kayla plummet into a deep depressing hole of guilt?

None of us remember how good a family is until they are gone. I had to figure this out for myself when my herd was attacked. Nothing was left but a tiny filly with a butterscotch colored coat. I saw it all even though my mother had just given birth to me. Large wolves attacked everyone without warning and I couldn't do anything but lay still. Seventeen years I grew up with no one to care for me so I learned to care for myself. No one knew I survived and I kept it that way. Even if I was to be broken, I never let that happen. ∆∆∆∆∆ #461 in Werewolf category