Cowboy Novels & Stories

Zephyra was glad for once, someone else was taking all the lusty looks from the men in the room. Though when she looked at the men, Zephyra was the one now giving the lusty looks. All three of them looked like they stepped right out of a Harlequin Romance. There was the Texan cowboy, complete with western-style boots and a Stetson hat. Next to him the badass military or cop persona. His light hair was cut short, and as he scanned the room, he silently threatened pain to anyone who dared to mess with him or his people.

Joe answers back as he opens the door for Sammy "Thanks, Joe!" Sammy fires back as she walks through the doorway of the "BC". The "Blind Cowboy" is a smaller, square dance bar that's actually shaped more like a rectangle on the inside, but it"s pretty wide open on the inside. Just through the doorway to the left is where you can find "Bully" on his stoop at all times, so Sammy always gives him a pat on the head when she walks through the door and tonight is no exception.

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

And he had to be confident in order to be so casual while naked before a strange woman. "Sorry to startle you. My name is Cruz Cain. It's a pleasure to meet you." I had forgotten that I was holding the butcher knife until he nodded toward it and smiled. "You won't need that." "I'll be the judge of that." I looked down and realized how ridiculous I looked, but until I knew who he was, I wasn't taking any chances. "Where's the wolf?" He shrugged as his lips curled into a mischievous grin. "Wolf?"

Because it means your life or death. Wolf Priest beckoned the newcomers up to the podium with glowing wolf eyes and a cynical smile. Ragnar looked closely at the man's face. It was narrow and skeletal. His flesh looked so plump, dozens of scars were drawn, and his face turned into scarred flesh. She had gray hair and a long ponytail. His face was dominated by large sword-shaped eyes and thin, harsh lips. He looked like a beast, like a wolf in human form, and he looked at the flock of chickens like a wolf looks at a flock of sheep. His cold gaze was no consolation. After the introduction, Ranek inadvertently jumped off the stage and returned to the village. Ragnar mentioned that Hakon himself

GREY “There’s still no sign of cowboy.” River says, tossing satellite images on the conference table. “These are from ten hours ago. We have noticed a few red wolves still kicking around.” Bastian picks up the photos. “They joined him?” River nods. “It looks like.” “Bunch of yellow bellies.” Luke grumbles. Jayson rolls his eyes. “Will you stop! You’re not a cowboy.” “A cowboy is a guy with guts and a horse. I have both.” Luke smirks.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

A pack member shouldn’t be scared of his leader; he should respect them I walk over to the corner where all the wolves were hanging out. “ I heard that the vampire crown prince killed a werewolf once, “ I heard a wolf whisper. Ethan’s head turned at his title. It was true vampires could hear a mile away. He headed over to us. His movement was tense. “ Excuse me, “ he said reaching for one of the beers. “ Isn’t it like impossible for vampires to get drunk, “ Joline said very tipsily.

Cattle are insatiable! The dog is anxious! Lustful bastard! Not only did he abuse my body as much as he wanted, he also ruined my wardrobe! How dare he even?! After all, now he knows for sure that I am Rinat's bride! Here it is... Wolf! Running down the concrete stairs, skipping one or two, I could only concentrate on how low I had just fallen. Yana cursed, over and over again, with increasing sophistication and tried not to notice how guilt began to gnaw from the inside, turning her soul inside out.

"Thank you for that very important information, Ricky." "I'm serious." "I believe you." He grinned, looking quite pleased with himself, before gently pushing me toward Sawyer. "Hey!" Sawyer warned. But Ricky had already turned around to look for Claire, who was only a few weeks away from giving birth. I tilted my head back to meet Sawyer's gaze. "So, Cowboy. Are you going to win tonight?" His cocky grin widened. "I'd better. I used to be the king of bull riding." I raised an eyebrow. "The king?"