Cowboy Book Characters Novels & Stories

In the breathtaking moment beneath the shimmering stars when Carter slipped inside her body, Macie also felt him slip into her heart. ***** Colby and Channing McKay arrived with four pickup loads of bull riding equipment and half the population of Crook County, Wyoming. Or so it seemed to Gemma. Happy as she was to see wild child Keely McKay, her quiet friend/nemesis Amy Jo Foster, four teenage boys, and a dog named Shithead, Gemma wondered if she and Channing would get a chance to talk privately. Lord knew she needed it. She wanted to know if she was acting like an old fool because she’d fallen head over heels in love with Cash Big Crow.

“It looks like there will only be the three of us when this all hits the fan.” Matvey paused for a few seconds seemingly trying to take in the sudden 350 degree change in attitude. He then smiled and shook his hand. “Sudden charm alongside those rough edges,” Rain stated as she stared at Cowboy. Cowboy raised his brows at her then shrugged. “Look, you gotta understand something here. I have lived with these men, worked this land side by side with them. They are, for all intents and purposes, my brothers.” Rain gazed into his eyes as he paused.

“Alright. That miserable-looking one there is Elder Corvin—the one who permanently looks like he swallowed a whole, unripe lemon. Next to him is the perpetually silent Elder Theon. Then that younger-looking one, with the sharp, hawk-like eyes, that’s Darius. The silver-haired woman beside him is Lyra, the brunette with the judging eyes is Selene, and the one with the dark hair and the consistently sharper tongue is Mira.” I follow his pointing finger, trying to rapidly memorize the faces and their accompanying mental tags, nodding seriously like I’m cramming for a final exam. “Got it. Corvin, Theon, Darius, Lyra, Selene, Mira. All noted.” Then I look up at him again, my memory failing instan

“Anyone else ex-army types?” “Nope. Holt was a bouncer in New York’s worst dive bars, and did some moonlighting on bodyguard duty. Jinx was a lawyer, a public defender. Rebel was a drug dealer from age fourteen, and he knows what the inside of a prison cell looks like, for damn sure. You know that Viking was a doctor. Arrow was a teacher. As far as I know, Saint’s like you, and has always been into tattoo design and artistry. Cowboy was a pro football player.” He shrugged, laughed a bit. “We’re kinda all over the place. Saints and sinners, educated professionals and street thugs. Lots of jail time, I guess, but not everyone has some. Wolf does, and Cole. Dux does, but not Drake. Ice does too

" Since then the queen became a history inspiring the generations to come with her heroic and brave deeds. I did heard of the story of the thunder wolf when I was a kid but I never believed it. Majority of the people disregarded this story ,only few who said they had seen this wolf believed in it. I turned around the book to see it's cover History of the unknown I turned the first page to see it's edition 20th February,2016 I have never seen this book before and didn't even knew that it existed till now. I turned the pages to see if I could find something about this thunder wolf but it was not mentioned anywhere else. At last I opened the page with the thunder mark and traced it with my fing

“I’m Cowboy McDermott.” Jo clocked his Texan drawl, mentally nodded. Yep, it was pretty damn clear that when he was christened with his road name, ‘Cowboy’ would have been one of the first names on the table, along with ‘Texas’ and maybe something like ‘Baywatch’. “Cowboy,” Jo echoed, accepting his extended hand. “I’m Jolene. Jo.” “Pleased to meet you, ma’am.” He actually tipped his hat at her; he actually ‘ma’am’d her. She almost giggled in sheer delight, loving her life. “Can I walk you to your office?”