(Brief Warnings: Child Abuse, Trauma, and traumatic events with Weaponry.) (you've been warned.) • - The Momma Bird - • It was 1991, a bright all year where Television were bringing more Fun than ever, as this was every kid's dreams! Our adventure begins with a young boy, Connor Shawn, a very young boy that has everything set out for him. A good mother, a good daddy, good friends, and lots and lots of toys to play with! - Though, in his young mind, that was only make-believe... Everything wasn't fine, everything wasn't happy. It was dark and cold.. Conner just wanted to be cared for and be normal like everyone else. Nothing but to be happy and make Mommy and Daddy stop arguing. That is, until his teacher pulled out a TV into class and played a VHS to make the children learn and behave in their lesson... And when he grabbed the tape to bring it home, the bird from the show ... soon gave him what he had needed the most off with her hands reaching out. " . . . Come my sweet angel, you've needed this . . . " - HEAVILY INSPIRED BY "ANGEL HARE" on YT!

*COMPLETED* Welcome to Buckley's Ranch, full of sexy cowboys and all kinds of trouble! Lord 'ave mercy! Jessie is working as a stable hand, seriously confused over her feelings for the ranch owner and town flirt, Cam Buckley. She's hiding out on the ranch, away from her abusive brothers and old life which she left back in Australia. She's made a better life for herself out here in Montana, and it's going to stay that way. Jessie is also fitting in well with the rest of Cam's family, while trying to dodge Cam's psycho ex-fiancée, Lucinda Wright and her current boyfriend and Cam's ex-best friend, James Malcavoy. Cam and Jessie having a love hate relationship going on between them, but that's normal for a boss and employee relationship, right? Well, not for these two. READ THE FUCKING STORY OKAY?! I SUCK AT DESCRIPTIONS!!!!!! I'm sorry, I think-NO- I'm pretty sure I'm bipolar. So please read it, trust the captain and you won't want to leave the ship! Or ranch, or whatever. . .