Romance Cowboy Novels & Stories

All at once. He saw a man buying a simple black mask at the counter. Rafael grabbed one too, put it on, and ordered a double whiskey. The liquid burned down his throat, but helped steady his nerves. He walked slowly toward the cowboy, who was leaning against the stage railing. When the cowboy stepped away for a moment to talk to the manager, Rafael approached discreetly. He stood close enough to hear. "One hundred thousand," the cowboy said. "For a whole night with the dancer. She does whatever I want. No mask. I want to see her face."

It took a special type to actually live that lifestyle, and the ones she knew were all back and had moved on to lives that they could live without much farming experience. A cowboy might be the perfect distraction to her. She could relate to them in a way the others couldn’t. They would also be the perfect protection from the men she worked with. She smiled to herself. A plan was coming together in her mind to counter the one some of the men around her were probably thinking about. While they wanted to ride her or her them on this trip, she wouldn’t mind a small distraction of a fling with one of the ranch hands. So if the men she worked with tried to mount her, she would ride a cowboy inste

His hand felt warm, and I couldn’t stop myself from checking out our reflection in the nearest mirror. A warm glow flushed all over my face and neck. I was so wrong. We already looked like a couple. And he hadn’t even kissed me! “Good morning, sir! How may I help you? Would you like to book a room or just the activities? We have a rodeo event coming up. Would you be interested?” asked the cowgirl behind the desk. “Good morning! You have a lovely ranch here. We’re looking to book a room for the day. No, not the rodeo, but we would be interested in something relaxing.”

If the brunette is beautiful, I imagine that smiling must be even more beautiful. “And girls, these are my friends from the hospital, Charles and Gael, and Allan, Gael's cousin.” Bryan introduces us. “Hold on, you're Allan Callahan? The two-time PBR world champion and this year's Iron Cowboy.” Rayka asks. And apparently, she already knows Allan, which is not surprising, since we are in Texas, and he is a rodeo champion. Now it remains to be seen if she's just a fan or if she likes him. “Himself, darling.” Allan replies in his gallant way.

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

Bonds of Destiny: A Contract with the Cowboy Synopsis: Jack Colt, one of the most respected ranchers in Texas, lives an apparently perfect life on his vast property. However, a growing dissatisfaction and the desire to have a family begin to haunt him. When Clayton, an old friend deep in debt, proposes that Jack marry his daughter Charlotte in exchange for clearing his debts, Jack finds himself facing a difficult decision. Charlotte, a young woman who has endured abuse and deprivation at the hands of her father, begins to find hope and security on Jack’s ranch.

“Yep. Cole said to get it ready for you.” Brea gulped. “I’ve ridden behind him on a horse but…” Brea wrung her hands. Fuq, what a joke. I grew up in Flatonia, cattle country and I don’t know how to ride a horse? Then here I am about to marry a part owner of the biggest ranch in Texas? Her heart hammered in her chest. It just never occurred to her before this very minute. She needed to learn to ride a horse! Yes, dumb Brea, dumb. Marry a cowboy but don’t know how to ride a horse! Oh, man. I can’t let on to this guy either. Everyone knows we are getting married! Taking a deep breath, she bravely walked over to the horse. Quinn laced his fingers and made a hand step for her.

His eyes sparkled with a mix of tenderness and admiration. “I am grateful for you, Jonathan.” I confessed, my voice carrying my love and appreciation. Jonathan’s gaze never wavered from mine, his voice resonating with deep sincerity. “And I am grateful for you, my Angel. You’ve brought light and purpose into my immortal existence.“ Our words hung in the air, intertwining with the rustle of leaves and the gentle sway of the swing. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow across the landscape, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips in a tender kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, conveying our deepest emotions and the unbreakable bond we shared.

He looked at me funny and smirked "ohh, you like it ruff I am so game." I smiled reached down took a handful of his junk and squeezed. He started turning red and the girls all were dying while his buddies were trying to get me to release. I glared at all of them "now when a lady says no it's no." I look up and see several cowboys descend on our table. I watch Wilamina gulp as well as Lucy, Patrice, and Natsuko. "Now, I know you disrespectful pricks are not true cowboys because once a woman says no it's no.

I ask in an amused chuckle. “I think it fits,” Ryder laughs. “I think you are the stud,” I counter. “No. I’m your ‘Babe’. You can be ‘Stud’ or ‘Cowboy’,” Ryder teases, but I know he is serious. “Are you suggesting I ride you?” I ask. “Only if you want to. I could ride you, Cowboy,” he replies more seriously, grabbing my hips and then kissing me. “I’ll consider it. You know, I’ve never even considered a male mate before, at least not since we had both gotten our wolves and hadn’t felt the bond instantly,” I reply.