Cowboy Novels & Stories

He disappeared from sight in the tall, golden prairie grass when he sat. Curious, she made her way over, finding him prone on the blanket, one arm bent behind his head, and his Stetson tipped over his eyes. A gray tee stretched over the ridges of his pecs, his abs, and his legs were crossed at the ankles, encased in a worn pair of denim. Lazy, sexy cowboy. "I really wish I had my camera right now." He grinned and crooked a finger, summoning her. Waiting a beat, she chewed her lip. She had an undeniable urge to straddle him, ride him in a more satisfying way than the gelding. Save a horse, right?

Having gathered her thoughts, Anika decided that it was time to take action and interrogate him to find out what was happening. - So, now tell me, what or who are you? - the girl demanded, holding the mop at the ready like a spear. - Why did you become attached to me? And why the hell do you become a human in my house, but a dog outside the door? The guy glanced sideways at her, chewing and swallowing his food. Anika, feeling his gaze on her, clutched the mop tighter. “Well, first of all, I’m not a dog, but a wolf,” the guy beamed with a smile, “if you’re so bad at understanding.”

Rumor had it that the club was dealing drugs, and now I was afraid that the club had gotten my brother into trouble… “---disturbing the customers,” a deep male voice boomed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I spun around, trying to find the source of the voice, which turned out not to be that hard! The biker was huge, with big, tattooed arms that he folded over his impressive chest. He towered over the 5-foot-something Sheriff, who, in his khaki pants, hat, and shiny star, still paled in comparison to the biker. I grinned. It looked like a poodle starting a pissing match with a mastiff…

“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?”

She felt like she is a disgrace to womanhood by classifying them like that, after all, she is still a woman no matter what but she will think about that later because her joke, got her the attention of the man opposite her. Kane heard a man's voice and turned to look, he was surprised at what he saw, the young man was only a head shorter than him, he has this shiny blonde hair that was side swept on his forehead, a sea blue eyes, a natural defined nose, a full heart shaped pink lips and a diamond long face, a clean jaw which looks so smooth like it has never been shaved. He was dressed in a tuxedo and was holding two glasses of drinks with a nice smile which he found strange because it was a

He answered without turning around. “Yes?” “How much did you hear?” “I’m sorry, what?” “Turn around.” One on the man demanded. Calvin turned hesitantly to face them. “Calvin Cartier….” The taller one chuckled darkly. “How much is the person paying you? I can give you double, if you tell me their name.” These type of people could do anything for money, so money was the best way to lure them. “Sorry Cartier,” he whispered in a dangerous tone walking closer to Calvin, pulling out a sharp, shiny blade from his waistband, “our work demands loyalty.”

To the world Jason is a Lion, a hungry Lion, but we all know he is secretly a cuddle bear, I mean, with his whines and all. Though he was a mugger, we can't hide the fact that Jason is a very compassionate human being, maybe the most compassionate out of all the characters. Jason can also be a softie, but when he is provoked, or someone he loves get hurt, he shows the big bad wolf he can also be.

Every so often, the sharp crack of his bullwhip would resound through the air, a stern reminder for the cattle to stay in formation. Alexandra watched him, admiration swelling within her. His cowboy gear fit him perfectly, enhancing his ruggedly handsome features. His hat sat comfortably on his head, casting a shadow over his intense eyes. His work boots were worn and weathered, much like the man himself, bearing the marks of countless days under the sun. She admired him not just for his good looks, but for his dedication and work ethic. He handled the cattle with a calm assurance, his every move revealing years of experience. He was a man in his element, a

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