Highlands Ranch Library Colorado Novels & Stories

Others too joined him in the living room. "Let's explore first," suggested Jaxon. "Yes, we can see the attractions around Colorado in a paddle boat as well as check out some of the watersports offered, " suggested Ralph. They all agreed and went over to the waterfront to plan out what they could do. They rented paddle boats and explored the Lower Colorado River and visited the many cultural and historic sites. They saw the colorful rock formations, the deep canyons, and spectacular desert wildlife in the Black Canyon and Topock Gorge areas. It was nearly evening by the time they were done. The whole day there was a strange tension between Ralph and Raven. Ralph had no clue why she suddenly

Three months later... Today was going to suck. And not the good kind. Nope. The big, sweaty, hairy donkey balls variety. He thought he'd been prepared for this, but the shift in his gut said otherwise. Biting back a sigh, Nakos Hunt glanced from the two men standing beside him to the wide open expanse of Cattenach Ranch. Two-thousand acres of rolling grasslands and high plains. The Laramie Mountains just to the south were little more than a bluish mirage in the distance, but a slightly cool breeze wafted across the basin to provide some relief from the heat.

Alpha Jasper West, a high-strung rodeo enthusiast, is enjoying his life and winning big as a bull and bronc rider in the lower states of the US. However, he receives an urgent call to return home to Montana and the Medicine Rock Pack. Before he can leave New Mexico, he unexpectedly meets his mate, Lianna Baca, who’s a barrel racer. Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana.

Six feet, seven inches" he said. She frowned and watched him walk away, return the bandage to a cabinet and return "What?" "My height" "Ohhh- wait, 6'7? Wow. That's tall" she gently lowered her leg for him to sit. "What are you doing here?" She looked around "I-i don't know, I thought you-" "Lake Creek. Why are you here?" "Oh.... Be- you only answered one question." "It's not necessary to buy a new shampoo or wash anything."

I asked Michael just out of curiosity. "Yeah, many times, I like watching horse racing on the ranch. Also the pack's company–the Crescent construction company is the one responsible for building the Highland Ranch. I'm just happy that the ranch is still surviving and well after all those years." Michael replied to me and then he laid his hand in front of me and motion for me to take his hand. I immediately grabbed Michael’s hand and then we went out to the penthouse.

He keeps the innocent look on his face for maybe a second before revealing the cunning fox lurking beneath. "Well, well, look who can't be fooled... the cowboy who gets thrown from his horse, making a rookie mistake. Yeah, I figured she was seeing someone when she shot me down during yesterday's sale, but you see, Davidson Ranch is thirteen miles south of my own, and I want it. Davidson's grazing pastures are in a prime location. Anyway, Ms. Vaughn must be related to the owner or is at least a partial owner since she is the foreman of such a large Ranch. So, where do we go from here?" Dale asks with a sneer, and I step closer to the fragile human.

A night under the stars, where the lessons of ranch life and a romantic surprise would intertwine to create memories that neither of them would forget. At eleven in the morning, the sun was shining brightly overhead as Jeremy, Alexandra, Lloyd, and the ranch hands began their journey on horseback. They were headed towards the northwest end of Jeremy's sprawling mountain property, where a herd of cattle awaited them. The landscape was a breathtaking expanse of the northern Rocky Mountains of Colorado, a beautiful fusion of rugged peaks and verdant valleys.

Later in the morning, the two groups would swap. For guests who weren't interested in the ins and outs of actual cattle ranching, the lodge had an impressive library filled with all sorts of books, many that the elder Graves had collected over the years. Visitors to the Sweetwater Ranch were invited to help themselves and to find quiet places to enjoy reading. Teresa Graves was always happy to share her ranch-style recipes with curious patrons as well, so at any given time, there might be a gathering in the lodge's massive kitchen.

River followed me into the house. We all kicked off our shoes. Helen came down the hall and smiled. “Hey, you three. I was just about to go to bed. I've got to get up very early tomorrow to get over to the auction that's just outside of Billings.” “That's a far drive,” I said. “Best damn auction in Montana, though,” Helen said. “I need a young cutting horse.” “What's wrong with, Rolo?” River asked. “Just getting old is all,” Helen said and shrugged. “Goodnight.”