Romance Cowboy Novels & Stories

Pissed mainly at that flutter in his stomach when she said she'd come back later—a feeling that wasn't fear, but rather, anticipation? "Shit," he grumbled into the pillow, burying his face in it. Serenity Creek had turned into a minefield, and he, Ethan Callahan, the toughest cowboy in the county, was stepping on all the bombs. And the nurse with the brown eyes was the biggest one.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

“All I know is that he’s old and dresses like a cowboy.” “Of course, he dresses like a cowboy,” Josephine snapped. “He owns one of the most prosperous ranches in Texas. As for his looks… well… be grateful he’s not handsome. A husband with looks and money is a dangerous combination. You’ll find you won’t have to worry about unscrupulous females competing for your husband’s pockets if he’s less than desirable to look at.” “Doesn’t it bother you in the least that he’s more your age than mine?” Pauline asked with teary eyes.

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.

If she was honest with herself, she’d enjoyed the escape of being away from Wolf Pack Run. And more importantly, she didn’t want to end things with him yet. “I know what you’re thinking, Princess, but don’t you remember what I told you? What I warned you about?” She shook her head. The edges of his lips turned up slightly, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. Not by a long shot. He wasn’t ready for what was between them to end either. She sensed it. “All great romances end tragically,” he’d said. At the time he said it, she’d sighed at how swoony and romantic it had seemed, coming from a hardened cowboy like him, but now it didn’t. Now, it just made

We mix daisies and roses, add some greenery, and she ties everything into two delicate bouquets—simple, but perfect. “Here you go, dear.” She hands them to me. “And good luck.” “Thank you,” I say, even though I’m not sure if she means good luck with my day… or good luck with the grumpy cowboy. The main barn is already packed when I arrive. Kids running around, couples chatting, the smell of pancakes and fresh coffee filling the whole space. Soft music plays in the background. It’s impossible not to smile. Until I see him. Marco is at the buffet, serving himself. Dark jeans, a fitted black shirt that is frankly offensive, a thick ranch vest, and those heavy cowboy boots that echo on the woode

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."

“You know, Colter Hayes just sounded way too cowboy cliché. Like a man written by a middle-aged woman obsessed with horses.” At this point, I also burst into laughter despite my mood. What kind of comparison was that? “Okay, fair. Although I have no idea how he came up with it.” I said. “So his actual name is Jaxon?” Lizzie asked. “Jaxon West.” Maria admitted. “Hmm.” She nodded thoughtfully. “That’s somehow even hotter.” “Eww.” Maria muttered and walked to the wardrobe. “So why exactly is cowboy Casanova avoiding you?” Lizzie asked.