If Wishes Were Horses
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  • Reads 160
  • Votes 23
  • Parts 6
  • Time 1h 41m
Ongoing, First published Aug 19, 2023
Raleigh moved over 1,000 miles away to escape the man in her life. 

Who was she kidding? Fled, was a more accurate description. But either way, she was proud of herself for finally breaking free. She's spent the last three years building the life of her dreams, surrounded by rescued wild horses, and far away from narcissistic men. Just the way she likes things. 

Raleigh doesn't know that the beautiful stallion she just rescued isn't a horse at all. He's a shapeshifter who was trapped in his horse form by a powerful magician with a grudge. But she's about to find out that those fantasy romance novels she secretly likes to read hold more truth than she could have ever imagined.

Adrian thought that his life had basically ended 10 years ago, when he found himself stuck as a horse. But then he heard Raleigh's voice and something inside him snapped awake. It seemed like a good omen when he saw the name of her ranch for the first time, Changing Fate.

Raleigh and Adrian may be an unlikely pair, but they do have one thing in common. Both of their pasts are about to come back to bite them, and it's going to take everything they have to keep each other free.
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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.