Novel & Cerita Western Love Story

“I know that, when you took me at Wolf Creek, I was just another conquest for you, but it was something different for me. It meant something to me.” “That place is called Wolf Creek?” Aiden chuckled. “That sounds very Texas like. I’d think Alligator Creek would be more appropriate for Louisiana.” “There are no alligators in that creek,” Pauline said. “Are there wolves?” he asked. “I named it after you,” she huffed. “You’re the wolf. You’re a wolf and a cad who teases a girl into thinking you’ll marry her and then rides off without a backward glance.” “I did do that, didn’t I?” Aiden said regretfully.

The end. Weston wept after reading the tragic love story. He wanted to declare that this couldn't be the end of their love story. He wanted to say that he was still waiting, hoping for a happily ever after. He broke down considerably, picking up a bottle of whiskey to drown his sorrows. He was unconscious in a matter of minutes without knowing what was going on around him.

West said. Aurora didn’t know what else to say, she just fell to the ground, crying hopelessly. There really was no hope for her. She could not be with her daughter and she still could not forget about her because West would always remind her. Healing and happiness was very far from her reach. “I’ll bring our daughter home. You’ll be glad I did.” West said and left the room. He went to meet Wendy to share the supposed good news with her. “You’re sure your source is reliable, right?” Wendy said.

“I didn’t say anything—” Aurora interrupted him with a frown, “Why do you want me so much, Westin? There is a mate bond, yes. But if you have deep feelings for another woman, just quit wasting your time on me. Take Lance and Rivena as an example. They are happy enough without a mate bond.” “I want you because I love you.” Westin said without hesitation, “I have fallen in love with you ever since I met you for the first time in the Grace Ruin.”

“It’s true. We are reverse snobs. Any of those ‘new-age’ types who try and gain a foothold in the community have a hard time. Most don’t stick around long. We don’t like change. We like our guns, we like our beef, we like the money from coal and oil. We like to challenge anyone who tries to take it away from us. If you don’t embrace all that is our western way of life…well, we ain’t got time for ya.” Jack tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “So when Henry asks where we’re going to live after we’re married, you’ll say…?” “We’ll split our time between Colorado and Wyoming for now, but after we start having babies, we’ll settle in Sundance because it’s a good place to raise kids and I hav

"It's inconvenient now. Speak in Haranese." There was a deep inhale on the other end before Alex finally responded in Haranese, "Did you really get legally married to Rebecca? What are you thinking? Years ago, you went blind saving her, and she repaid you by leaving you at your lowest and running off with another man. "She nearly ruined you! And now you're getting back together with her?" Evelyn's mind instantly translated the unfamiliar words. As she processed them, an unbearable chill spread through her body, making her feel like she had fallen into an ice-cold abyss.

Allison asked quietly. “No,” I said after a long pause. “I don’t want him to own this night. I don’t want those pictures to be the final word.” Calvin crossed his arms. “That’s the woman I know.” “I walked into this party believing I was one step away from marriage,” I said softly, folding the wet towel in my hands. “Now I realize I was already standing at the edge of a lie.” “You’re not alone,” Allison said, wrapping her arms around me. “We’re here. And we’re not going anywhere.”

A white star surrounded by smaller blue ones. It was the astronomer. “...Thank you. You can go now,” Ariadne said. Thea bowed and walked out of the room. Ariadne skimmed the letter. Useless drivel. Good. Nobody would suspect anything. She walked over to the fire and held the letter up to the warmth. After a few moments, words began to appear on the backs of the pages. Your majesty, Astrea is still missing. Passage to the west will become difficult in a few months when winter hits. Choosing to leave on your anniversary, or after, may be challenging.

“You should be excited Leah not thinking about Jake with other girls. Don’t let apart of his past ruin what’s about to be the best night of your life” “Best night of my life?”. “Oh yeah”. She smirked. “You know my story and what happened between West and I but the night we mated, the sex”. She closed her eyes. “Magical”. “I’m overthinking this way to much”. “Yes you are”. She grinned. “Time to put my big girl panties on and climb him like a tree”. A laugh fell from my lips at the look on her face. “Still my brother but yes do that”.

"My car died about a mile back and the road just vanished behind me." "Sit down," he replied, already moving to the small kitchen area where a woodstove glowed red. He poured steaming coffee from a battered pot into a heavy ceramic mug and handed it to me, our fingers brushing. "Storm like this can last days. You're not going anywhere tonight." "I'm Nora Kane," I told him after the first careful sip burned pleasantly down my throat. "I'm a travel journalist. Supposed to be writing about people who choose to live off-grid, but I clearly picked the worst possible week to try it."