Logan Henderson The Sky Angel Cowboy Novels & Stories

I have been in contact with a ghost for so many months. Now, my source of income has been blown to the wind, and I have lost so many millions that thinking of the amount only makes my heart bleed. How he has been able to do it, I do not know. One thing is certain: Don Angelo has succeeded in destroying our operations in Sky City. The locals don’t even want to do business with us anymore. It’s as if there is this hidden fear embedded deep in their system. They all call him one name, and that’s Angelo Hernandez.

Finally, she said, “You aren’t going to leave me, ever, are you?” “Nope.” “How long would you have waited for me to realize that?” “Oh, fifty years, give or take.” She looked up and her eyes were so serious. “What, sweetheart?” “You really are a true gentleman cowboy. A good guy, honest, steadfast, loyal and true.” “You’re makin’ me sound like a damn preacher or something. I am who I am, Sky. Who I’ve always been.”

She watched as he did just that, after she gave her permission and he listened to the bank manager he was stunned. He asked “Why? Why would you do this for complete strangers?” Angel replied “Someone did it for me. Maybe someday you can be in the place to help someone too.” She paused and asked, “How many head did you run on your ranch?” Henry looked confused and said, “Roughly a hundred head.” Angel nodded and motioned for them to follow her out. When she saw the owners, she asked “Do you have any Black Angus on hand or know who does?” The owners were two brothers the younger of which asked, “What would you want with cattle?” Angel asked calmly “Does it really matter if I pay for them?” It

And he knew no one could keep his Xander Vaughn as happy as his Pa and Sky. ----- Tabby

A single lantern sat on the desk. Another man was waiting there. He didn’t look like a rogue. He was dressed in clean, dark clothes. He had cold, calm eyes. He looked at me like I was something he couldn't quite figure out. “Sit, Luna Peniel,” he said. I didn’t sit. “Who are you?” “You can call me the Angel ,” he said. “I work for someone who is very interested in you.” My blood went cold. Henry. He was the only one I knew right now who could do this.

He looks so cute. I'll ignore the fact that he just called me Cherry and held my hand. "I'll do it. But only because you look so cute." He smirked and winked, "Thanks Angel, but I'm not cute, I'm sexy and I know it!" And here comes his cocky self. Concieted bastard! ***** Bloom M.

Ethan returned to his room and sat on his bed in silence. "What happened in Italy?" he tried to recall the night they returned from the casino. "Did I sleep with her?" he questioned himself but still had no answer. He lay on the bed after changing into something comfortable and closed his eyes to sleep. The next day was a Saturday. Andrews entered the Carter's compound carrying a small bag filled with his clothing. It was eight in the morning. He was ushered to the main house by one of the guards. Derby went to inform Ethan about the person looking for him.

I don't know. Angel puts a hand on Colby's shoulder and says: - Colby, I'm sure you'll never be gay and that the Moon Goddess has a she-wolf reserved just for you. - Angel says. Colby took a deep breath. - Or, you'll be an inexperienced bottom. But then, at least, you'll soon find out how the pieces fit together. Dominic almost throws himself to the floor laughing, but Colby still looks as if he doesn't understand what Angel is talking about.

And will always be. —----------------------------------------- Ace’s POV I debated cancelling Angel's airplane ticket several times last night. I knew and recognized that she had finally realized the painful truth. The previous Ace Kingston wouldn't have cared, seeing it as an opportunity to increase the savagery. But the new Ace, George Brooks, questioned how he'd deal with her.