Cowboy Novels Romance Novels & Stories

Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again. Happy Readings

She glanced over at the bound cowboy, who was fighting against his restraints, his cock still hard as a railroad spike, yet, telltale wetness spread across his belly. The blond man stumbled back as the dark-haired cowboy rose to his feet. A sexy, secret smile, followed by a gentle touch of the blond’s hands. Then they exchanged a sinuous full-body hug, cock to cock, their hands stroking, caressing sweaty, bared skin as they shared a hot, long soul kiss. Sweat trickled between her breasts and her nipples tingled as if they were touching her. After they reluctantly broke apart, exchanging soft murmurs and soft laughter, they moved toward the bound cowboy as one unit.

Pauline said aloud. “Maybe we should christen it like we did at your Wolf Creek back home,” Aiden said as he kissed her long and slow. “That’s our Wolf Creek,” she said when their lips parted. His lips were hot against her skin as he carefully relieved her of her riding habit. His love making was soft and slow at first, but as their need for each other grew, so did the intensity of their coupling. Soon, they were lost in the wild abandonment one might expect when coupling without restraints in the outdoors. She marveled over the way she just couldn’t seem to get enough of him. Something told her that wouldn’t change after they were married.

“Men like me often find the darkness more restful than sleep, Princess.” His words chilled her, reminding her that she’d far from seen the darkest side of this cowboy. Of course a wolf like him would know terrible horrors, things that would likely keep her awake for an eternity. His reputation wasn’t built on sunshine and rainbows. A heavy tension settled between them as they lingered there together, among the books and the dark wood and the soothing scent of dust jackets perfuming the shelves. She gestured to the book he’d propped on the table. “What are you reading?” He lifted the thin volume and held it up for her to see. “The Tempest,” she said.

Curious if she'd admit to reading the trashy historical romance I left mixed in the pile. After we demolished the pot of gumbo and rice she had cooked on the stove and things were cleaned up she settled on the couch and Wyatt left to make those territorial rounds he did each evening I plopped next to her on the couch moving her feet across my lap. And so we read and she told me about the books she had read steering clear of the romance now at the bottom of the pile. She passed me a science fiction novel she thought I'd like and I got to reading it.

“For that long, and you didn't let me know?” Velia burst into laughter. “You didn't ask.” “Oh ho! That means you have to pay for those two days.” Velia's eyes widened with rhythm. Her laughter disappeared, replaced by readiness as Lucas laid his body down. Velia's legs moved. She immediately wrapped them around Lucas's waist as he pinned her down. Their intimacy continued. Without any pause, Lucas did not give Velia a chance to even catch her breath. He did not allow Velia to do anything else. Except to moan and repeatedly whisper Lucas's name amidst passionate lovemaking. *

“Winona, your kind of people are not trustworthy at all. You b*tch, you’re worse than a wh*re. I’m your man, after all!” After being insulted by Tommy with various swear words, Winona got angry. “Tommy, I despised you since back then. You took advantage of me being pregnant to rape me every night as I was unable to run away. I haven’t even sued you! Are you even a man?!” Both of them were at each other’s throats, and Tommy was furious too. Back then, Winona was gorgeous while Tommy was just a gangster. He could own a place at Hoover Alley all because his cousin, Sophia, was Nightingale.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

"When people ask, I'll say they're from my husband." She gave Cole a slightly apologetic look. "I didn't get you flowers." He shrugged lightly. "That's okay. Cowboys don't really need flowers anyway." Her green eyes sparkled as she quirked her brows impishly. "I know exactly what cowboys need." And just like that, Cole had an erection the size of Texas. Jenny reached behind herself to untie her purple apron, then lay it across the counter beside the cash register. "What do you say we go to dinner, then head home so I can take you to bed and show you just how much I love you?"

A/N Thank you for your continued support. Hope you enjoyed this short, completed and simple love story. Just a feel good romance, where there aren't any villains, only misunderstandings and a lot of loving. A list of books I have written: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Alpha's Chance At Love (Werewolf Romance) A reminder that all my books are mature. I accept constructive criticism, bullying in any forms is unacceptable.