Cowboy Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Only Knives! Not very surprising. The man was annoying as fuck! And totally unfair! Hell, I helped him escape, and how did he thank me? By kidnapping me, that’s how! And now – to top it all off – he was making me feel things that I didn’t want to. And unfortunately, I’d read enough romance novels to know that what I was experiencing was an attraction. Yeah, not only was I a coward, but I was also the kind of loser to feel attracted to the big, sexy biker that had captured me. He was rude, full of shit, and I felt attracted to him.

But it wasn’t the horse that caused her pulse to race into overdrive. It was the sight of the cowboy beside the steed. In this neck of the woods, if his Stetson wasn’t enough to give him away as one of the Grey Wolf cowboys, the earthy scent that drifted on the winter breeze was. She recognized him instantly as one of her kind. He smelled of pine, dark spices, and clove, a warm and welcome scent that was far too pleasant for her liking. But if he was a guard, he hadn’t served on her cellblock. She would have remembered, because whoever he was, he smelled divine.