Ghost Pepper Ranch Novels & Stories

There was something in them that looked like amusement, “Unfortunately the first ranch we contacted didn’t have any spots available for a team building thing like this. I had to schedule it at my family’s ranch. When we arrive no matter how well I do in business I will simply be Micha there.” “You’re a rancher?” Sophia asked surprised. “You don’t look like one.” “Lived on the ranch for eighteen years.” He chuckled, “I guess that makes me one. Since when do ranchers look the same as well?” “Well since I grew up on a dairy farm. All of our hands kind of looked alike.” Sophia said with a slight smile. “A dairy farm?” he asked, “Well we must be kindred spirits then. Call me Micha from now on.”

he asks while skewering me with his blue eyes. I look out the window at the fields that make up a small portion of Gray Ranch. They have so much acreage it is easy for enemies to ambush them. They have so many small pups to care for at the moment that they have left themselves vulnerable. Without constant vigilance and routine patrols, an enemy could surprise them easily. The scents from their livestock alone could help camouflage an enemy...

" It wasn't long before Luis showed up and we headed out to dinner. He decided to take me out to eat at Saltgrass Steak House in Mcallen. I looked around the restaurant and couldn't help but chuckle at all the Dallas Cowboys paraganglia around the bar. I looked at Luis "I guess the owner is a Dallas Cowboys fan?" "You could say that. It is owned by the Tom Laundry Corporation at least that is what I herd." "Really wow. I can't believe how much the valley has changed. Although I should have expected as much considering it has been sixteen years." "Yeah, it is hard to believe you have been gone that long."

Bree's GPS beeped, breaking into her reverie, and the mechanical voice told her to turn one half mile ahead. And there it sat, in the center of a long stretch of what the locals called a pole fence. The gateway's sign proclaimed the entrance to Rancho Dominacion. She swallowed a chuckle. Emilio Dacosta, the host of today's munch, was listed on the San Antonio BDSM site as a Dom with his own group. She wondered how many people thought the name merely implied his standing in the ranching community.

Everywhere Angus looked, he saw Anna, and he thought of how she'd love the valley and the foothills, and how not far from where he imagined building their dream home, there was an ideal place for a barn and stables complex, one that would be perfect for the kind of riding school she'd talked about. His heart beat faster as the ranch gate came into view. He'd tried to call Anna from the airport, but she hadn't picked up. It was possible that she'd been out riding without her phone. Now, he couldn't wait to find her. He pulled the rented pick-up truck into the same parking space he'd been using and hopped out, slinging his bag over his shoulder. As he approached the main lodge, the large w

“Always cattle, but the goats came here when my mom was in high school.” “This place has a lot of history.” “Yeah, it does. Not to mention all the great views.” “What’s your favorite view of this place?” “My favorite place here on the ranch is the south pasture. It should still be covered in lupine and salvia flowers. It smells amazing and is just gorgeous,” I told her with a smile. “I would love to see it,” she told me happily. “Ok. We can make that happen. Do you want to ride with me on Blackjack, learn to ride your own horse, or let our wolves run out there?” I asked.

Khessica threw up her hands in surrender. "Have you been to a ranch before, Khess?" Elise asked. There was a jaunty look on her face. "Duh, I grew up beside one." "For real? Really?" the other four friends chorused, surprise echoing in their voices. "I thought you said you grew up at your granny's." Khessica sighed like she couldn't believe how ignorant her friends were. "Yeah, and we're rural Mexican, so. Hey, there are lots of ranches on my side of town, in case you didn't know."