Wild West Female Outlaws Novels & Stories

One of the females asked, as Elizabeth pushed me forward. "You bet." She said as she chained me opposite to where others were chained. She first chained my wrists, and then my feet. I looked at Tyler, whose eyes were fixed on me, his eyes filled with pain. Elizabeth, without any warning, punched me in the face. "How does it feel to be powerless huh?" Another punch. "Does it hurt?" Kick in the abdomen. I could hear Tyler growling with anger. "I bet it does." "He's her mate?" One of the females, who was standing beside Tyler asked.

Kai leaned over her. "You forget your place, Kai. No male wolf can force me to submit. I don't even believe a female could do it either. Anatashi stood to her full height, almost 2 times bigger, with many more centuries of life, knowledge, and strength than the wolf who stood before her.

To this, she is having a whale of time to her life, since she does not have her own business. In the evening, Leah makes up her mind to go to bar where she had usually found several men. After a few minutes, she has casted her mind back to the presence of the woman who had tried to abuse her. Despite this person, she does trust to herself, since her profession is prostitute.

I can’t help but ask “wait – have you met him?” A brief flare of anger flashes in her eyes and I realize she must think I am accusing her of something now, so I quickly explain “no, not like that! I now know you wouldn’t. I’m just curious as to how you have found this out. And if you met him – how on earth you managed to escape. We all know what rogues do to females out there, which is why there aren’t any as far as we are aware”. I shudder at the thought of our mate having been out there with those vile rogues. “I know the dynamics from Nick, he was a rogue as well and that is actually how we met. He was the first rogue I came across and the only kind one. He risked his life for me several

At least six people from the other side of the law were killed in that single night, and they were screaming for retaliation. Gasper, one of the outlaws, was drinking his liquor in a torn bar in the most isolated part of the town. He heard people talk and he’s picking up any information that their boss might need. Who was that woman in the woods? His grip on the bottle of beer resting in his hands tightened. He was enraged. One of the victims was his older brother, and he was desperately in need of blood. Red, cold, dirty blood in his hands. And he had seen nothing but that woman’s blood, whoever the fuck she was. He was certain she was not human at all, no human was capable of slaughtering

All of the passengers were shocked when we hear a lady screaming outside the train, "HELP! A THIEF! THERE'S A THIEF!" I immediately looked outside and saw a woman crying for help. Not just that, she's also holding a baby in one of her arms! "A thief stole my bag! Anyone, please help me!" I looked around the platform and saw that there are no guards around. Where are they?! Not even from a few people outside run after the man. Just when the train door is about to close, I stepped outside. "Ysabella!" I can hear Ms. Amanda and my co-members calling me. But I did not bother to look at them. I just run as fast as I could. When I reached the mother, I assured her that I will bring back her bag.

What made it worse was the fact that the woman’s family clearly had no plans on paying the ransom, which left them with the dilemma of what to do with her. Had he been a kinder, gentler sort of fellow, he would have put her on a stagecoach headed back east, but that was not his style. He was a fair man, but he was a man who’d led a rough and hardened life. He dealt with rough and tough ranch hands and, since the death of his wife ten years earlier, the only women in his life were the whores in Waurika. In fact, he brought one of them to the ranch to service him and his men so they could focus on ranching instead of losing time running to Waurika every time they got an itch. Peggy was a go

"And a pretty one at that. Looks like the Goddess finally gave us a gift." The others shifted too, forming a ring of leering, wild-eyed men whose human form seemed more like a badly fitting mask than their true nature. "I smell weakness on her," said a skinny rogue with a missing ear. "She's been thrown out. Rejected." "Even better, perfect even," the leader replied, stepping closer. "No pack will come looking for her." Laura's heart pounded against her ribs. She'd heard stories of what happened to lone females caught by rogues. Death would be a mercy compared to what they had in mind.

, I’m almost groaning. "Don't get me wrong,” she says slowly, her gelatine-like eyes burned with sincerity as she gazed at me. “There is a beauty in your rebellious spirit and all. Your defiance of women's place in our New Eden. And I admire that. But let's be real, Amber. It's a beauty that women in our position can't afford. Your defiance ain't going to get you anywhere, sweetheart. It’s just a slow, painful sucide," she said

They dared to rob someone in broad daylight. "Where is Devil Island?" “Where’s Devil Island?” Darryl asked Jack. Jack was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice, "Little Jack! Were you really robbed by pirates?" Then, a heroic figure walked out from the crowd. The woman was around 20 years old and had delicate facial features. She was wearing gold and red knight armor, held a thin sword and had long golden hair that fluttered in the air. ‘Sh*t! A female knight?’ Darryl was completely stunned to see the woman.