Cowboy Love Story Novels & Stories

He replied, his lips curving up into a smile. "Come with me." I stated, a smile crossing my lips as well. "You want me to come with you?" He asked with a crooked brow. "Yes, I want her to meet the man I love." I replied, shifting in for a kiss. "I love you, Eiran Richards." He smiled, a tear trailing down the side of his face. "I love you too, Charlie Preston." I replied, gently wiping the tear away. He kissed me again before getting up from the couch, taking me up with him. I jerked him to me, placing my hand firmly on his back he fell to me.

Lovey then fell onto the ground. Maxwell watched as she struggled to get up. He said coldly, “Do you know why I told you I couldn’t head over to rescue you personally last night? I didn’t have anything important to attend to. I was spending time with my wife! Lovey Cattle, keep this in mind. I’ve never had romantic feelings for you from the very start! I only helped you pay your school fees and look after you because you saved my life!” After saying that, he left firmly.

Kingston says with an eyeroll, pulling me against his chest, his arms wrapped around me like a straitjacket. “They are the greatest love story ever lived,” Maddox defends himself. “That was because we didn't exist,” Kingston sighs, “But now we do, and our love is greater, is that not right, Ellie?” “Yes,” I nod, my stomach doing that stupid flip thing it does around him. When does it go away? And when does the teen in me realise we won? “The best one.” “The complicated one,” Maddox snarls, unable to tolerate slander towards his favourite love story. “But you have a happy ending, so I’ll overlook the steps that brought you here today, and half-heartedly agree, yours could be..maybe is the gre

She wanted to have the dream again. That night, when a skinny cowboy named Jasper Fant came in from the river and approached her, Lorie just stared at him silently until he got embarrassed and backed off, never having actually said a word. Staring was all she had to do. Jasper consulted with Lippy and Xavier, and by the end of the week, all the cowboys along the river knew that the only sporting woman in Lonesome Dove had abruptly given up the sport.

The Crow Woman once loved with a heart so pure But love is fickle and it didn't endure Her heart shattered into a million pieces And she struggled to find a sense of completeness Ten men were standing before her, and she had to decide. Her superrich granddad made it clear: she gets married to one of the men pointed out by him, or she can forget about the fabulous fortune.

I said and bowed my head in respect. "Tell me, Raven, how did the meeting with Damien go?" Fenrir asked, his eyes narrowed as his gaze swept pass me . His voice was firm,cold and lacked any sign of emotion. I took a deep breath, cooking up a tale of a wild wolf attack on my way back from Damien's territory. "I was attacked by a pack of wild wolves, Alpha Fenrir," I began, trying to sound as honest as possible . "They attacked me without warning, and I had to fight for my life. I managed to escape, but not without injuries. It came as a shock, hence I could not see their faces and report them for proper action to be taken against them.”

“We’ll write down possible questions and make sure our answers match. That way, no one can poke holes in our story.” They both grabbed a pen and paper after dinner, sitting together on the couch as they brainstormed. “Okay, first question,” Ryan started, his tone mock-serious. “Where was our first date?” Emma smirked, scribbling something down. “Blue Staples Steakhouse. We’ll say you ordered a steak, and I had the chicken salad.” “Sounds believable,” Ryan said, nodding. “Next up, where was our first kiss?” “Disneyland,” Emma said without hesitation, laughing as she wrote it down. “Cliché, but people love that kind of thing.”

“Dom—” She briefly laid a finger over his lips. “You’ve always done the right thing, whether you were a ranch kid, or a soldier, or a cop, or a member of the notorious McKay clan, or now as a husband and a father. That’s who you are, that’s who I fell in love with.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the lips. “A true cowboy.” This woman had quite a bit of cowboy in her too. He curled his hands around her face and rested his forehead to hers. “I love you so damn much.”

Jeremy said, “you’re not just any Grey Wolf. You’re one of the Grey Wolves. Maverick and Layla, they’re your cousins.” Isabella stared down at the photo, her heart overflowing with joy. He’d given her everything she’d ever wanted, not just him and his love but a pack, a family to call her own. He wrapped his arms around her, but this time she initiated the kiss, and what started as slow and soothing quickly gathered fevered heat. When they both finally came up for air, Isabella’s tears had dried and she was smiling like a fool. “You know I’ve always had a thing for cowboys,” she said, gesturing to the room. “Some might even say I enjoy seeing them naked.” It was far from his level of dirty t

All he had to do was buy them a few drinks, and they were more than willing to help him find out where she'd gone. He had scoured the wide-open space of the ranch owned by the cowboya man he was sure Lauren was sleeping with. He'd even helped some of his new friends rustle some of the man's herd, just to mess with him. The cowboy's old girlfriend, Edie, was dead set on revenge, and he was more than willing to help her get it.