Fantasy Cowboy Novels & Stories

I did not mind his eagerness as I felt the same looming dread as we approached. We are halfway to the farm when a loud explosion goes off and the earth trembles beneath our feet. The birds fly away and we hear more explosions going off one after the other. Kade sprints ahead not bothering for my approval and I soon take off after, quickly passing him. I reach the clearing of the farm and skid to a halt. In the distance. I see a large number of wyvern class creatures tearing into hunters and knights. “Shit,” Ryker’s unit is mostly melee-type hunters, of course they would struggle with this. I am about to jump in and take on the insects when I see flames reaching over the large barn on the far

she asked warily. “Angus McCann is not the owner of the Barr J&K Ranch. I am. I’m the Texas toad,” he said with a sigh. He watched a myriad of emotions flood her face as she silently looked at him. He was expecting her to slap his face like Josephine did. What he wasn’t expecting was for her to peel over laughing. When she could finally compose herself enough to speak, she said, “I guess I misnamed the creek. It should have been called Toad Creek.”

Team green and Team Blue make a nice team. After playing kiss, kill or marry, we were getting to know each other. "Adrianne, what's your greatest fear?" Matt asked, staring at me with a look I didn't like at all. "Losing people I love." came my reply. Matt grinned, showcasing two dimples I hadn't seen earlier. I mentally cooed at them. "Who doesn't have that fear? I hate you Sam, bit I'm scared of losing you." He said, sniffing dramatically. The teacher gave an eye roll.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

She starts but can't finish because she starts her laughing snorting thing. Candice is laughing so damn hard that we all start to laugh along with her crazy ass. Shane even shakes his head with a chuckle. Finally, when she catches her breath, and wipes her tears, she tells us why she suddenly started laughing. "It's just that, Lyla always told me that the person she sees herself with will be a cowboy. She always envisioned herself with someone from Texas, that has a large farm, and lots of animals. She wants a huge family and the man is going to even wear a cowboy hat in the bedroom." She says laughing again.

“Bad enough that if these get out, your wife will see exactly what her daughter looks like when she comes. Bad enough that the charity board will have a field day. You need to wire the rest today or this explodes.” Marcus cursed under his breath. Reynolds heard movement, like the man was pacing. “I already sent half. Tell them the rest is coming. Buy me time.” Reynolds leaned back in his chair. The leather creaked under his weight. “Time for what? You’ve been saying that for weeks. This thing with the girl… it’s making you sloppy. Kane knows it. He’s using her as leverage now.” “Do not talk about her,” Marcus snapped. Reynolds almost laughed. Almost. “I’ve seen the files, boss. Project Cowgi

He’s lucky Xachariah was out of the country when all that crap went down with Charity yesterday. Cassius looks hot as hell in his laid back cowboy attire, and I’m taken by surprise when I arrive at the stables. He’s wearing tight, faded cowboy pants, paired with boots and a fitted blue t-shirt. His hair, once styled with gel, is now disheveled after taking a shower. I have to admit; I prefer him this way.

I have my friends here, which I don't need anymore. Anyway, enjoy your life. In Texas, I heard it's a cowboy town. Where do you live? Are you a cowboy? or cowgirl? Anyway, I'm not bothered. This was a letter I only wrote so I wouldn't fail my class. I have to go now, but I hope you have an okay life. Not your friend, Max

" What is a barn? What is the job of a cowboy? Aren't they meant to be dirty? " This question from Maximo put a smile on ma'am Eda's face. She shook her head in the negative then reply softly. " You got Nothing to worry about Maximo. Your allergy is all healed up and no, the job of cowboy is just to take care of their horses " " Horses? And their... " He couldn't finished as he look away in disagreement. " I don't think I can be a cowboy. Those dirty job is not meant for me "

He wraps his arm around my shoulder and says, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the prettiest cowgirl in the west. Think your horse has what it takes to beat that other dude's time? Let's show 'em how we do things 'round here!" As Kale Crain said in Dreamer, "My horse beat every horse that shows up!" And I flutter my lashes like a giggly girl, 'cause let's face it, who doesn't love a good underdog story? Cortland's laughter echoes like a thunderclap and shakes me to my core. It's like he's using a jackhammer to break down the walls around my heart. Damn it, why does he have to be so hilarious? My defenses are crumbling faster than a sandcastle in a tsunami. This guy is a danger to my emotional