Cowboy Story Novels & Stories

At exactly noon, the wedding officially began. Everything proceeded just as rehearsed until the officiant finally asked, "Mr. Matteo Gallagher, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" Matteo smiled, but his voice was as cold as ice. "I don't." Wendy's eyes widened in disbelief. She rushed forward, grabbing Matteo's hand. "Matteo, y-you're joking, right?"

"I didn't touch the girl! I didn't—motherfucker this is killing me—she's fine. She's okay, aren't you?" I hesitated, eyes going to my still-bleeding foot, and my partial nakedness. The Midnight Cowboys tilted his…head before he pressed the barrel deeper into the man's skin. "Okay, okay, okay! You want money?" Goldie threw his wallet between them. "There's like a three-hundred buck in there. Plus, cards! One's got like a ten-thousand-dollar limit. Okay, okay! ALL RIGHT! FUCK! Just put the gun down, we can discuss this like adults! We can—YOU SON OF A BITCH, DON'T—"

Mmmmuah"! A clap of satisfaction was given to him by the audience as he walked back to his seat. Mr Lucas collected the microphone and rounded up the speech with a joke, saying.... "Now that the grandfathers of triplets Amelia, Donald and Anderson have given their own vote of thanks, now it's my own turn to do so being their day's Master of Ceremonies". Everyone laughed as they clapped...to cheer him up. He began... "The title of my story is..."The Cat and the Single Hen"! He continued...

“I never really had a good past. I’ve been involved in several fights. But I never initiated any of those. I never harm the innocents. I know I can’t gain your trust right away. But, please set aside the past for now. For the sake of Ringo Dingo.” For the sake of Ringo Dingo. Ah, right. It was also because of that. It was our sole connection. I came to him first. No way I’d turn my back that easily. Just because of an unsure rumor? Huh. “Alright. Not that I fully trust you, but I’d still accept you. I was also wrong. I’m sorry if I avoided you just because of that rumor.” To be honest, I’m really ashamed. I never had the courage to ask him. He’s the one who came straight to me just to clarif

He stroked my face but for a moment then fell next to him again. I did not know what to do and would tell his parents what had happened to him. He opened his eyes but he was unconscious. The weight I felt as I watched him and my eyes watered. I hugged him and hid in my arms. I pulled him away from me and slowly closed his eyes. He landed on one side and faced them while watching the chaos now in this room. Some Coventry residents, Cassandra, and some council members are dead but Viktoria is missing.

"Now, I know you disrespectful pricks are not true cowboys because once a woman says no it's no. I will let you have this final warning come near us again the rest of you will get the same treatment." I let go and the guy dropped and I watched his buddies drag him off. One of the cowboys walked up to me and smiles "so, would you like to dance."

Alex The rain had subsided. I knew there was no way those two traitors could have gone far. I had instructed the wolves to spread out. We had to find the moonstone, or great misfortune would befall the pack. I got to a path where there was a strong smell of cow dung. This was quite confusing as there were no settlements close by, and we never took our livestock out for grazing. Our lands were wide enough. I began to suspect the cow stench was deliberate. Wolves had a strong sense of smell, and the only way to throw them off was to scramble the scent. This made me more determined to follow the stench. I quickly linked the pack members that were near to join me.

After leaving the underground casino, Liam and Leona hailed a cab. As soon as they got into the cab, Liam began to cough. "What happened to you, Liamo? Did you get hurt?" Leona had an anxious look on her face as she supported him. She examined him from head to toe. Liam shook his head. "I'm fine." Earlier, when he saw Leona being held back, he wanted to save her. But because he wasn't guarded, he suffered some hits.

My name was Lola Sinclair, a young wife from a small farming town. My husband, Dominic DeLuca, used to work at a construction site. He was honest, hardworking, and willing to take any job as long as it could keep our family fed. We had two children, a modest home, and a life that was never rich but still peaceful. Then everything changed. Dominic fell from a height at the construction site and badly injured his leg. The contractor responsible disappeared soon afterward, leaving us without compensation. Instead of receiving help, we were forced to cover nearly one hundred thousand dollars in medical expenses ourselves.

Archer sobbed, trying to get free but losing the fight. “I’ll find you!” he screamed as Ariadne and Kurnich walked out into the freezing tundra outside the pack house. “I’ll find you!” [CW- Please note this story will contain violence (on screen, cartoonish, and visceral), body horror, themes of abuse (parental and spousal), themes of bullying, and themes of childhood trauma. Please look after yourself while reading.]