American Westerns Novels & Stories

I kept his hand in mine, enjoying the way he felt beside me as we walked the paths back to my workplace. Our conversation was easy as we walked. He told me more about Paradisa. Apparently it was a rainy place, but that it was always green because of it. It rarely snowed there except around Christmas time, which made the snow feel more special. Being in Western Europe, it was of course filled with castles and history that the US just didn’t have. He went to elementary school in a castle built two hundred years before the Declaration of Independence was even signed. “I’d love to visit Paradisa,” I said as we made the last turn before my workplace. “It sounds beautiful.”

"Seriously?" She nodded, taking a sip of her soda. "Long ago, a tribe of American Indians needed help defending themselves and innocents from vampires, witches, and many other supernatural creatures. So, the leaders of the first tribe built a bonfire and went before The Great Spirit to ask for help to defeat their enemies. To make a long story short, The Great Spirit came and gave them the power of the wolf. We became wolf shifters." "But not all of us are American Indians." I took a bite of my chicken, and the savory flavor filled my mouth.

I already knew this was not going to be easy. As I was driving, I realized that I was heading west. Ironically, I used to dream about moving west to areas like Colorado, Wyoming, or Montana. Most people would opt for California. I however, wanted a place where I knew could provide a huge landscape of open ranges for my wolf to run after I made the shift and met her on my birthday. I also need areas that would be isolated.

Alpha Jasper West, a high-strung rodeo enthusiast, is enjoying his life and winning big as a bull and bronc rider in the lower states of the US. However, he receives an urgent call to return home to Montana and the Medicine Rock Pack. Before he can leave New Mexico, he unexpectedly meets his mate, Lianna Baca, who’s a barrel racer. Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana.

They circled the herd and quietly started it moving to the northwest, waving a rope now and then to get the horses in motion but saying as little as possible. Newt could not help feeling a little odd about it all, since he had somehow had it in his mind that they were coming to Mexico to buy horses, not steal them. It was puzzling that such a muddy little river like the Rio Grande should make such a difference in terms of what was lawful and what not. On the Texas side, horse stealing was a hanging crime, and many of those hung for it were Mexican cowboys who came across the river to do pretty much

Alex The wolf community was under a new threat. At first, when I heard I thought it was a joke, but too many settlements had been sacked for it to be a joke. Rumour had it that a silver spirit wolf had been attacking the settlements in search of another spirit wolf. Instead of moving on to the next settlement when it didn't find what it was looking for, it would attack and kill the pack members.

Reading about it or hearing about it was a lot better than seeing or experiencing it firsthand. I will return your homes and livelihoods, Richard swore. The men Aaron dispatched to the West had arrived, and it was the empty streets and destroyed buildings that welcomed them. So far, there was no proof of life, just the empty, blood-stained streets. “We need to go further into the territory,” Richard said to the warriors. After walking for an unknown period, they got closer to pack lands, thank the gods. It was a tiring journey. They had ditched their vehicles so they could scout along the way. Now, they were exhausted. The sight of a pack that looked alive was a welcome sight.

LIAM As soon as I left Felix, my irritation still pulsing beneath the surface, I gave him a clear directive: "Dig into this 'Queen of the West.' I want to know everything by morning." This day kept getting better and better, with more mysterious women throwing themselves in my path. This Queen of the West woman, whoever she was, sounded more like a joke and a waste of time, and I had a feeling the stunt she pulled back in the game room wouldn't be her last.

But his shaking voice failed him, “I– I don’t th– think that’s how you sho– should speak to m– me.” Remus scoffed and that seemed to have embarrassed Winfred more, “If I abolish The Order, you’re finished!” He said, screaming again. “Go on. Do it.” Remus challenged. “End your race’s agreement with the Wolves. See if we care.” The Betas started laughing at this which added to Winfred’s increasing shame. He wanted to show his power, but it seemed like power was being shown to him. “Watch how you talk to me, you disrespectful dogs!” He screeched.