"Black Beauty" is narrated as an autobiographical memoir told by the titular horse named Black Beauty—beginning with his carefree days as a colt on an English farm with his mother, to his difficult life pulling cabs in London, to his happy retirement in the country. Along the way, he meets with many hardships and recounts many tales of cruelty and kindness.

this story is about a young horse that that had a great adventure, who did lots of things, seen lots of things and went from place to place. that had numerous owners, the injuries, the hardship and the eventual happiness he finds.

This is a fictional story based on my imagination and the "Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron" movie. About a year before Spirit is born, Ezperanza has a filly. She and Strider decide to name her Eclipse. She will tell her own story; including when her little brother (Spirit) is born and what parts of his life she is in. Hope all you Spirit fans love it!!!

After being free for a few months everything was back to normal except the fact that a new wild horse has taken the fields her name is Cattleya and being more Rebellious than Spirit the Colonel or Leader of the people who steal wild horses and take them will have a hard time taming the young mare but on the guard hoses side is a bold mare named Galaxy Rose and she will do whatever it takes to do what has to be done

Have you ever experienced the wind flapping through your mane and forelock as you gallop through vast plains and over rocky slopes? Have you ever known what freedom feels like, knowing that it isn't free? Of course you haven't. You aren't a horse-shifter like me. Well that so called freedom can be taken away any second of any day. In the blink of an eye, and you probably won't even know it. But I do. It happened to me. Like yesterday, when I was caught by the people that run the Wild Mustang Round Up. It isn't a beautiful sight. But I am. My coat, black as night, red as fire in sunlight. My mane, dark as coal, wild as the wind. My tail, as dark as ebony, that can't be tamed. My spirit? Ha, it is as wild as wild can be. I. Can. Not. Be. Tamed.