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ʙᴀʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀɢɪᴄ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ❝You came.❞ ❝Of course I did, you ass.❞ In the harsh, unforgiving landscape of the American West, two unlikely souls cross paths: Livie Sinn, a tough bounty hunter driven by vengeance and survival, and Arthur, a grizzled gunslinger with a past as murky as the dust on his boots. Though they each live by their own rules, an unsteady alliance forms between them, drawn together by the hidden scars they carry and the dangerous secrets they hunt. As they navigate a world of shifting loyalties and whispered promises of betrayal, Livie and Arthur will learn that survival in the Wild West often means leaning on those you trust the least - until that trust becomes something more, something dangerous... [arthur morgan x fem!oc] [somewhat based off of rdr2 plotlines]

( discontinued to be rewritten ) Huntingtown was panicking; no one knew where the sirens were coming from. There was no electricity, and there was no way for the storm Sirens to be sounding, yet they were. The entire Town was awake; everyone had a weapon. They had grabbed guns, knives, swords, and bats if they could be wielded and used for self-defense; Renee aimed her rifle at the trees, looking desperately for an explanation. Why would a siren sound? They only sounded when they were in Danger, so where was the Danger? When the predators revealed themselves, that was where the siren noise was coming from. Renee could feel her heart jump into her throat. Her face went pale; they were here. They had found the Town. Terror and panic soon swept Huntingtown; everyone knew what those monsters could do. After all, they did conquer the planet and impose the "choosing." Huntingtown was created hoping that its isolation in a cold climate would keep the Predators away, but it didn't. A voice came over those speakers. A male voice Gruff and laced with a growl. It was almost as if whoever was speaking was annoyed and angry. "Although I have enjoyed seeing your little Town outmaneuver many hunters. I am afraid this is where your little games end. However, I will give you a chance to keep your freedom. A hunt. You will be red by your best hunter, Renee Madison." Renee felt her blood go cold as she stared wide-eyed at the ship. She was unknowingly dropping her gun at the news. " she will be your leader; she will be my prize. You have a time advantage. Go!" The ship took off, looking for a place to land, all while the news sank into the Town's residence. Renee had known she had fucked up when she fired at one of those predators and hit him. She had proven herself worthy of the hunt. Now she has to face the consequences, not only her but her entire Town had to. Renee had to win this hunt; the fate of her Town depended on it.

'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.

In his younger days, renowned Bounty Hunter turned Town Sheriff Castor Jennings Feenix had been a formidable terrorizing force to be reckoned with, as he laid waste to many an outlaw and firmly upheld the law for nearly 30 years in the small border town of Huxebee Creek, Texas. The place Castor and his family called home. But with the passing of time and the cruelty of old age starting to catch up with him, Castor begins to consider retirement after his wife, Ellie's insistence that he finally hang his badge up and come home for good. Castor becomes reluctant, but ultimately promises Ellie that he'll come home to her. As Castor finally begins to entertain the idea of retirement and settling down, the couple set out to give the old crumbling town church a proper makeover for the following days' wedding for one of Castor's closet friends. While Castor was still dedicated to his duties as town Sheriff, his past actions would have grave repercussions and would come at a great cost. A series of foreboding dramatic events were looming ever closer, which will unfold by nights end. A ruthless gang from Castor's past has come looking for revenge. Castor will be tested to his limits while he experiences some of the first 'dream-like' signs of his ailing health, debilitating him to a state of helplessness where he's forced to watch the town he helped protect burn to the ground by a band of ruthless, blood-thirsty killers known as the Bannister gang. Can Castor come to terms with his reality now and overcome the many hurdles which life has thrown at him?Can he finally vanquish his fears? Would he be able to protect his wife and the people he considers family? With time against him, will Castor find the courage and strength to kill the Bannister gang and enact his revenge?

Unable to remember the tragedy that left her orphaned, a little girl grows up in the wild backcountry of 1850 Colorado. Facing betrayal, greed, danger, and love, she must choose the kind of future she wants for herself. Safely hidden away, alone, and content, or learn to accept somethings are worth the risk. * * "I hear there was trouble in White Rock two days ago. Man by the name of Ludlow was shot dead in the street. He's a hired gun from Texas, talk is he tangled with Red Rivers and lost." Faith felt her heart quicken at the mention of his name and frowned. "Red River's? The gunfighter? Last I heard he was in New Mexico." "Not no more ma'am. Word about is he's got a price on his head and all the local guns who think they're salty enough are out to take him down." Her mind was whirling. Rivers was a wanted man; every hired gun in the territory would be after him, especially if there was a large reward involved. Where would he go, what would he do? Of all the stories she'd heard of Red, he was not a man to run from a fight.

( rewrite ) Huntingtown was panicking; no one knew where the sirens were coming from. There was no electricity, and there was no way for the storm Sirens to be sounding, yet they were. The entire Town was awake; everyone had a weapon. They had grabbed guns, knives, swords, and bats if they could be wielded and used for self-defense; Renee aimed her rifle at the trees, looking desperately for an explanation. Why would a siren sound? They only sounded when they were in Danger, so where was the Danger? When the predators revealed themselves, that was where the siren noise was coming from. Renee could feel her heart jump into her throat. Her face went pale; they were here. They had found the Town. Terror and panic soon swept Huntingtown; everyone knew what those monsters could do. After all, they conquered the planet and imposed the "choosing." Huntingtown was created hoping that its isolation in a cold climate would keep the Predators away, but it didn't. A voice came over those speakers. A male voice Gruff and laced with a growl. It was almost as if whoever was speaking was annoyed and angry. "Although I have enjoyed seeing your little Town outmaneuver many hunters. I am afraid this is where your little games end. However, I will give you a chance to keep your freedom. A hunt. Your best hunter, Renee Madison, will lead you." Renee felt her blood go cold as she stared wide-eyed at the ship. She was unknowingly dropping her gun at the news. " she will be your leader; she will be my prize. You have a time advantage. Go!" The ship took off, looking for a place to land, all while the news sank into the Town's residence. Renee had known she had fucked up when she fired at one of those predators and hit him. She had proven herself worthy of the hunt. Now she has to face the consequences, and not only her but her entire Town has to. Renee had to win this hunt; the fate of her Town depended on it.

Snakeskin McMurtry was a deadly gunfighter who hated killing. The last thing he wanted was trouble, but trouble always seemed to find him. Whether it was family, promises he had to keep, or posses, he always seemed to end up in a gunfight. He figured that if he got enough money to buy a big ranch, he could get out of going on the posses anyway. The ways he got the money weren't quite legal and were always dangerous. And that meant more trouble. Then there was the girl. She was the one for him all right. They both knew it. She was a ranch woman with brains, character, beauty and plenty of sand. She saved him more than once. But. She could not stand the idea of loosing another man in a gunfight. She wanted him to give up his ranch, move east, and become a counter jumper! He couldn't do that. Because of what happened to him when he was a kid, he couldn't take a sissy job. Then things got worse. A mad range war threatened and a gang of outlaws with a grudge showed up. They needed to think, and move fast if they didn't want to loose everything including their lives.

Arthur Morgan is setting up camp after collecting some debts for Strauss. Knowing its too late to head back, he sets up camp for the night. Not long after he get's jumped by O'driscolls. Before he knows it Y/N rushes in to help him, taken back by the sudden help it doesn't take long for Arthur to notice Y/N can handle herself, but... what brought her to help him? With love and death on the line can Y/N give Arthur a second chance at life? Is there also rivalry for love who else is interested in Y/N? Little spoiler no one dies in this book, the events of how each character is saved you'll just have to read to find out. This is a slow burner for romance. This is my first book so I wanted to take my time with it, I hope you enjoy it. Romance starts to hit in chapter 15.

I suddenly wake up from the nightmare. I rub the haziness out of my eyes and grab the bottle of whiskey sitting next to my bed. I take a big swig and stand up. My room is dusty and as rundown as you get. It's 1881, I am 16, a drunk and couldn't stay away from trouble if my life depended on it, which it does, and I am also wasting away in some rundown room a saloon owner lets me stay in. I grab my clothes and change quickly then put my pistols in my holsters. I open the door slowly and begin walking downstairs towards the chaos the wild west has to offer. The saloon was packed, it was filled with older men who have nothing better to do rather than drink and waitresses who had no self respect and would flirt just for a little extra money. I walk down the stairs and sit at one of the bars, although I am 16 and probably shouldn't have a drinking problem, I do. What can I say? I have daddy issues. Destiny is my worst enemy, and its guiding me down a dark path. For a girl who cant die, I get in a lot of bad situations.

1870, Philadelphia, USA. Martha Whitcomb, the wild child of Philadelphia society, is now a grown woman, independent in wealth and in personality. At twenty-three, still unmarried and childless, she is exposed to constant rumors and ridicule, crushed by the ever-increasing weight of the sneers and jibes of her peers, and haunted by the failed engagement to the one who got away. Her dreams of becoming a successful businesswoman are blocked at every turn by the men around her, who are determined to smother the voice of a young woman intruding in their world. Realizing that she will never fit into the mold already set by society, Martha joins the droves of Americans heading west to the open frontier, a world that appears free from restraints, from convention, and from the expectations she has come to loathe. Upon her arrival to the growing town of Paradise Reach, she believes that she has indeed found her paradise. She soon realizes, however, why this town's inhabitants have dubbed it Purgatory Reach. She quickly learns that the west is free from the suffocating rules because it is a world more focused on immediate survival. It is a world where an insult could quickly escalate to a gunfight in the streets, a dangerous world crawling with outlaws, thieves, liars, and schemers. One of these outlaws is Jack Gatling, a rancher-turned-gambler. Escaping both demons of his own and the law, Jack came to Paradise Reach in hopes of making his fortune only to find himself focused on staying alive until tomorrow. In Martha, he sees an opportunity of his own, a chance to earn the riches he has been chasing. Martha knows she has two choices: return to Philadelphia with her tail between her legs and lock herself back in her gilded cage, or succeed in a world where women have few choices but to sell their bodies to make a living. Can Purgatory Reach again become Paradise? **Sequel to Dear Rhodora**