> And finally, through the first snowflakes that started tumbling through the harsh wind, I spotted two silhouettes. Clad in thick winter coats, guns strapped to their backs. Each step filled with grim determination as they waded through the knee-high snow towards us. They stopped a few feet away. The taller man's eyes met mine. He carried himself with silent confidence, evident in the expression on his weathered, undeniably handsome face. Sky-blue eyes framed by thick brows, chapped, full lips, a crooked nose. An association lingered in the back of my head, but I couldn't quite grasp it, until I asked: „Who are you?" < {-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-} Oh, the hatred that she holds for Dutch van der Linde. While running with the O'Driscolls for over ten years, this man had been the bane of her existence. Now, three years after leaving the gang, she gets lost up in the Grizzlies on the run from the bounty on her head. When she saves one of Van der Linde's men from a wolf attack and gets taken in by them as an ally, she has to face that hatred again. And then there's also Arthur Morgan, Dutch's right hand man, who won't let her forget either that they were enemies once. ❗️Currently undergoing heavy editing❗️ This story is a reader insert, but I avoid uses of (Y/n) as much as I can. Enjoy!

COMPLETE When Arthur met Rosemary at the young age of 25, he was pretty much a goner. It seemed Arthur had a thing for kindly little women. Maybe because deep down all he really wanted was an honest life on a ranch, with a lady he could worship and provide for like a real man should. And in his short time with Rosemary he allowed himself to play make believe that that could ever happen. But like most good things in Arthur's life - that came to a crashing end when Dutch uplifted the gang from that town to move on again. But people from the past always have a way of showing up when you least expect it.

Being a woman in the West was never easy. Winifred Magnus lived a life that many women faced; forced into a loveless marriage and pressed under the thumb of a man. The deep mountain life took away the cruel man who'd been Winifred's husband, leaving her to fend for herself in harsh winter climate. As the ground began to thaw, as did the threat of wealthy men looking to take her land or her life. Arthur Morgan stumbled upon the fearful woman one winter night while hiding from his outlaw life. The magnet of a woman kept drawing him near, despite the danger of her in his life. As Arthur opened up the possibilities of another life, Winifred found herself forced into deciding what kind of life she'd want to live: Hide away from the cruel men of her past and make something of herself in the city, or follow Arthur into his life of deceit and danger. TW: Extremely dark topics mentioned and described. Read with caution.

You're a big fan of the local band that's been playing gigs at your city. They're not the most famous, but they do a great job, and you always admired them. But especially the guitarist, he was a tall strong and charming man, and you had to take a chance. This Friday they would play at the local bar, and you needed to see them. See him.

Arthur Morgan The ruthless dangerous protege of Dutch Van Der Linde and Hosea Matthews He is not to be approached. Not to be taken for granted Strong, skilled and deadly But the boy in him... can't forget his long lost love from all those years ago Wondering why she left him. Where she went And now... why she's returned. Dorothy Kinney Abandoned and outcast like Arthur and John Children of Dutch and Hosea and raised as such She's fearless... dangerous. An outlaw turned bounty hunter But when Hosea begs for her return, she can't help but decide to face her past and go back. To her family. To Arthur. The man she's never escaped. The man she's thought of every single day until she was back in his arms. 18+ •

"𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱. 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿..."

"They say you fall in love three times in your life," you said finally. Your voice was quiet, but it did not shake. "You ever heard that?" Arthur huffed a breath. "Can't say I have." "The first is young and foolish. That kind that feels like the whole world, because you do not know how big the world really is yet. Everything is bright and easy, and you think every ache is the worst one you will ever feel." "The second is fierce," you said. "All joy and heartbreak tangled together. The fire, you know? The kind that burns hot enough to light up everything in you you did not know you had." Arthur looked up at you then. His eyes were soft and wrecked at the same time. "The third," you said, "is deep. Unshakable. It is the one that never burns out. It might glow softer. It might hurt different. But it is the one that does not go away when the firewood runs low." "I have met you three times in my life, Arthur Morgan," you said. "And every single time, you have made me fall in love with you all over again. You're the only way I know how to love." You sat down beside him, close enough that your thighs brushed. You did not look at him yet. You looked at your hands. "That third kind is the one you are supposed to build your life on," you said. "The one you are supposed to protect. Not keep throwin' into fires to see if it survives." You finally met his eyes. "Do not make me fall for you a fourth time, Arthur." This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

Damn your love, damn your lies. Arthur Morgan / RDR2 © CHILD1SH

❝ YOU'RE MY SWEET CORRUPTION . ❞ 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 ( Arthur Morgan X Reader )

"Faithless is he who says farewell when the road darkens." Ann Wright was only a few months old when she was found outside Saint Denis, discarded and forgotten. The ones who found her? Dutch van der Linde and Hosea Matthews, alongside their adoptive son, Arthur Morgan. Unwilling to leave her at the mercy of the wilds, they took her in and raised her as a daughter, turning her into an outlaw, a killer. But after a massacre in Blackwater threatens to split the gang apart, can Ann stand to remain by Dutch, the man she sees as her father, or will his actions force her to turn her back on him? ! There will be spoilers for RDR2 if you haven't played it ! ! Quote above was by J.R.R Tolkien ! Highest rankings: #2 in rdr2 #1 in rdr #14 in western #19 in arthurmorgan #10 in dutch #21 in dutchvanderlinde #7 in outlaws #1 in johnmarston #53 in cowboy