My Cowboy Novels & Stories

His muscles and skin was covered in tats and dark chest hair. She’d followed Babe over here from the room the MC had given to them but when Babe went to the infirmary, Rain decided to drop in on Cowboy. She couldn’t help herself. She had been interested in the man since she first laid eyes on him and she was hoping the feeling was mutual. Always having been a strong bull headed woman as some in the r tribe had described her, she decided to go after what she wanted. She’d definitely seen his interest and the way his eyes followed her. She’d known it from the moment she met him. They had no time to find out if there was anything real there as that battle and the aftermath had taken center stag

Irina turned towards her, her grey eyes sparkling with mischief. "Huh?" "The rancher," she said with a roll of her eyes as though she couldn't believe Everest didn't know who she was talking about. "Oh." "Yeah. The sexy cowboy is single too." Vaughn shook his head at the woman. "Irina, he has a fucking kid."

"Just imagine the scene. Me, walking down the steps of a saloon. A fantastic specimen of an Alpha male leaning against a fence as the setting sun illuminates his golden, sweaty skin..." "Oh yeah, sweaty," I reply, wrinkling my nose. "Shh! Don't spoil my fantasy! I'm into it right now," she immediately cuts me off, raising a hand in the air. "So, I was saying, a cowboy, preferably shirtless." "Obviously shirtless," I repeat. "Obviously," she repeats, shaking her head. "Thick black hair, green eyes... jeans hanging dangerously low on his hips." "Aaaaah," I say, opening my mouth wide. "Because of all the cowboys in the West, you're bound to run into the one who doesn't wear a shirt or a belt!"

"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."

And as I looked down at the photo, seeing how happy I looked, and knowing how happy I had felt when I was here with her these last couple of weeks, maybe the Steamy cowboy wasn’t only what Reese needed more than the hockey player, maybe the cowboy was exactly what I needed as well… making me realize that in a couple of months, I would be forced to make a massive decision on my part. The cowboy… or the hockey player.

"The queer cowboy's convention?" Jason scoffed and hopped on the countertop across from her, digging a finger into the guacamole she'd made earlier, "One, I'm heading out to a horse ranch downtown with some of my friends and two, there's nothing like queer cowboys convention, how did you even come up with that?" His voice rose incredulously at the end of the statement.

Our food arrives and there is no denying that Texans know how to barbecue, even though it is prepared in a tent, the food is very good. For a while we sat in silence, enjoying the delicious meal. “Returning to the previous subject, you made those assumptions based on my defeat, so there is nothing to worry about, since I will not fall.” Allan speaks with confidence. “Just like how you didn't fall in Last Cowboy?” Rayka asks. “That was a stroke of bad luck, and after all, why are you so worried about this matter?” Allan asks her. “Because my father is one of the founders of the PBR and the creator of Iron Cowboy, as well as the biggest winner of Stock Contractor.”

Emma asked. "Yes. America. This place is called Little Texas because the owner of this place is from Texas. He had migrated over here years ago and with his experience at working as a cowboy in some ranch in Texas, he started one here." Zian said and Emma grinned. "Cowboy?? Like they show in movies and all. Wearing tattered jeans, long thick boots and hats??" Emma asked excitedly. "The very same." Zian said, smiling at her open excitement. "Oh my!! Do you have a cowboy dress Zi Zi? You will look totally hot as a cowboy." Emma said dreamily.

“We count as cowboys, right?” Jenni looks over at us and smiles. “All you have to do is wear a cowboy hat, and it magically makes you a cowboy. Didn’t you know that?” I laugh. “Well, technically, a cowboy is someone who rides in a rodeo or works at a ranch herding cattle. But we’ve gotten a little looser with the terminology over the years. But all good cowboys are kind to others and work hard. We can get the job done, no matter how hard it may be.”

What chance of resistance could I possibly have against Jaxon West, the hottest, most masculine cowboy I had ever set my eyes upon? T. B. C!