Bounty Hunter Cowboy Novels & Stories

What chance of resistance could I possibly have against Jaxon West, the hottest, most masculine cowboy I had ever set my eyes upon? T. B. C!

“Nevertheless, I’m not part of these team—can’t you see what I’m wearing. Look at my headband. Bounty Hunters Forever!” “Oh my. Today sure is the Bounty collector’s lucky day. Like using one bird to kill two stones.” Another male voiced wearing a dark cloak, glowing bronze in one eye with the letter ‘C’ emblem below the glowing right eye while putting his hand on the young lady’s blond braided hair as she pursed her lips for she was average in height seemingly the shortest.

He staggers for a moment and then slowly sways and falls down. I take this opportunity to shift back and grab a pair of basketball shorts in a nearby storage bin. I keep my eye on the hunter since she looks like she’s on her own. I don’t know if she can drag him on her bike or pack him back. We’re actually pretty far from where they’re based so I want to make sure she’s not gonna need my help. I watch her get off the bike and take a second to admire the view. She’s wearing some tight jeans, boots, and a black tank top. The perfect outfit to allow me to see all of her curves, even from all the way over here. I don’t want to look like a creeper so I make a sound so she knows I’m here. She take

Dozens of scarred, hardened rogues stopped drinking and turned their hostile glares toward the entrance, their hands drifting toward the concealed weapons hidden beneath their leather jackets. A tall man with a jagged scar running across his left eye stepped away from a sticky wooden table in the back corner. He wore a heavy trench coat and held a half-empty glass of amber liquor. Dax, the lead bounty hunter, raised his glass in a mock salute as I approached his table.

Next, I encrypted the evidence I had gathered on the York family, including hints about tax evasion by Frank's company, three times and sent it to someone I knew. He was a friend I had met during a cybersecurity competition, someone who claimed to work in a "special unit" for the government. I told him I was about to carry out a "transaction" and sent him the time and location. Finally, I opened the backend of "Scumbag Hunter." The app had not been shut down yet. I gathered all the money in my bank account, along with the cash I had withdrawn for emergencies, for a total of fifty thousand dollars. With that money, I posted an unprecedented final Quest on the app with the highest bounty yet.

In the middle of his observation, the car stopped and Kaizer was pushed forward because of its sudden break. For the reason that it was Kaizer – Kaizer the hot-headed, red-haired bounty hunter – this was the most cliché thing that happened. "Hey! Hey!" Kaizer jumped out of the pick-up and knocked the window of the driver's seat. "What the---did you just bail out of my pick-up?!" The driver shouted back, surprised that a man had been in a ride with him. Kaizer was stepped aback when the man opened door of his car. Quite fascinated by the car, Kaizer didn’t budge when the man stood head to head with him. As angry as he was.

the hunter yelled at his comrades. I saw some relief on Dad’s face when he realized me and my brother were presumably safe but it was short lived as he still needed to keep Sofia safe. While the hunters had their attention divided between the fight and what their friend told them I climbed to tree I had been hiding behind and pulled out my bow. I quickly lined up my first shot and managed to his the hunter to my dad’s left right through the throat causing the other hunters to panic and look around.

the wolf said and i blush “ What is your name? Or do you and lukas share the same name? I asked, the wolf nodded his head “ My name is Asher, Lukas wolf” He sent the environment “ I smell humans around here, I have to give control to lukas” he said and immediately the wolf shifted back to humans. “ Who is there? Show yourself.” he said and stayed behind him Two people came out and bowed to me. I was shocked “ Who are you? “ I asked “ We are hunters just like you and your dad was our leader. We heard from your uncle that he is dead and since then we have been watching you.” he explained

There was room inside for everyone, which was a blessing to those who had been up on the roof when they encountered torrential rain. Emma had nearly lost count of the days. They ran together, blurred, like charcoal drawings smudged with a thumb. She only knew that she would be happy to see Mr. Carson now, if only because it meant an end to this eternal stagecoach ride. She fell into a lulled daze. Until she saw the cowboy. He joined them at one of the meal stops, bantering with the driver and paying what looked like far more than the usual price of a ticket. Emma could hardly look away from him, though she was careful not to let Mrs. Avery notice her interest.

They cheered again, proving my point. The man in the cowboy hat approached my cage. He bowed in fealty. We both knew I was the match to start the Hunter’s War.