"These crosses all over my body / Remind me of who I used to be / And Christ, forgive these bones I'm hiding." -Ethel Cain; Family Tree (Intro) - Preacher's Daughter she was your everything, until your father found out and sent her away to a place neither of you have ever even heard of. with nothing else to do and no will to try, you're drowned in the activities of the church-until you meet a sorrowful cowboy who helps you remember both your faith and how to love. PAIRING I billy x fem!bisexual!reader CAST I william h. bonney (billy the kid) WC | 9.8k GENRE I angst, smut, fluff, preacher's daughter!au, strangers to lovers WARNINGS | explicit language, explicit sexual content, smoking (cigars), negative portrayal of organized religion (specifically catholicism), religious corruption, religious trauma, purity culture, abstinence, homophobia, biphobia, abuse (verbal & physical), minor character death, creepy behavior from reader's gross dad, historical and TV show sequence inaccuracies (not based on specific TV show events nor irl specific historical events)

When Savannah Cole inherits her grandfather's struggling ranch, she's determined to prove she's more than just a rich girl in boots. But the land isn't the only thing that needs saving-so does her pride, her name, and maybe... her heart. Enter Colt Maddox: brooding cowboy, rough hands, and a reputation for making good girls wild. Too bad Savannah's sass, curves, and no-nonsense fire drive him damn crazy. As sweat, saddle leather, and late nights blur the lines between business and pleasure, Savannah and Colt give in to a heat they can't deny. But with jealous rivals, buried secrets, and a past that won't stay quiet-can a city-born heiress and a wild cowboy build something real? Or will their love burn out faster than a prairie storm? A spicy, emotional, filthy-sweet cowboy romance filled with saddle sex, barn lofts, whipped cream, and the kind of dirty talk that leaves readers breathless.

"#1 in BillytheKid tag" 🤍 "Wives sleep with their husbands. Ain't nothing dirty about it." She ran from disgrace. He lived in silence.
Neither expected to find comfort in each other-let alone love.
 Clara Mae O'Sullivan has always been too much-too opinionated, too bookish, too unmarriageable. When she flees her privileged but suffocating life, bruised and disgraced, she finds unexpected refuge in the quiet company of William "Billy" McCarty-horse trainer, ex-convict, and a man known more for silence than kindness. He offers her shelter. She offers him a chance at something he never wanted: companionship. But on the harsh frontier of 1880s Colorado, love doesn't arrive with grand declarations-it grows slowly, in the warmth of shared chores, the hush of a snowstorm, and the quiet promise of a steady hand. "You love me, don't you?"
"Yeah. I reckon I do." A tender, slow-burn historical romance about finding home in the most unlikely place-and in each other. WARNING: MATURE Tags: grumpy and sunshine, marriage of convenience, historical romance, forced proximity, slow burn, found family, mature themes, frontier love, hurt/comfort, emotionally grounded, small town gossip

⋙ "ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢ. ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ ᴏʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴡʙᴏʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴇᴅ," ⋙

Nora has spent most of her life in solitude, travelling only with her business partner JB Cripps. Always on the move, never allowing herself the time to face the past that threatens to consume her. That is until she meets a particularly irritating outlaw at a bounty board and her life suddenly bursts into tremendous colour. But when the pendulum swings one way, eventually it'll swing the other. COMPLETE This is a work of fanfiction, with characters from Rockstar's Red Dead Redemption 2 and Red Dead Redemption 2 Online. I do not own this world, nor any character beyond the main OC. Neither do I own any of the literature and titles taken from the works of Robert Frost. (While this story follows along with the timeline and the main plot of the game, there will be divergences in the canon. Mainly that Arthur will not contract TB. As for who else lives and dies, I'm afraid you'll have to find out.)

Some fires don't burn out - they become you. Jane was born in the dust of the Nebraska Territory, baptized in violence and raised beneath the boot of the God-fearing congregation. By the time she's a woman, she's no stranger to pain - or to running. Branded a criminal, hunted across the West, she trusts no one. Especially not men with law badges and silver tongues. Until she meets him. The sheriff is steady, haunted, too good for the territory that bred him. Without realising she is the outlaw that he's tracking, he offers her shelter during a storm - nothing more. But Jane has survived by reading men like maps, and she sees it in him: desire, reined in tight. Jane stepped closer. The sheriff's walls were plastered with her crimes - wanted posters, notes, crude sketches of her own face. And now Jane stood between them and the man hunting her. He'd brought whiskey. She smiled. "Tryin' to get me drunk, Sheriff?" His chuckle was slow. "Just bein' decent." She moved closer, each step a gamble. If he saw the posters in the lamplight, he'd surely recognise her. No. She had to keep him looking at her. Only her. A button slipped free. The sheriff's jaw tightened. "You don't have to do that." "I know," she said, and closed the last inch between them. It began slow, a breath shared, a thread pulled taut - then it snapped. His mouth met hers, rough and unrelenting. There was no tenderness, only heat. Her back hit the wall, her shirt slipped, and his hands roamed like fire. She had used her body as a weapon before. But this was surrender, too - fury and need burning under her skin. Outside, the storm battered the shutters. But the real storm was here. And through it all, Jane kept her eyes on the wanted posters above the bed. Her own face stared back. Wanted: The Outlaw is a work of historical fiction that dangles religion, redemption, and extremely steamy romance on the end of the hangman's rope.

"In a new world of hopes and dreams, met with disappointments and darkness of the real world, Billy held onto the hope that life would get better. It had to, as he looked at the stars, he made a wish, he knew that it had to get better." ~ Billy met Missie Bell at the darkest of times. The two in the worst of times always managed to make it out together. However, that was before Billy was Billy the Kid. Can the two make it out together before fate catches them? **CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR BILLY THE KID SEASON 1-2**

"You're a hell of a drug, Marianne," he whispered against her hair. "And I swear to God, the biggest trouble I've been in." She smiled, her hand resting over his heart. "A drug? By any means poisonous?" "Far from it, my girl, far from it. But deadly regardless." 🌻 A simple western love story with a twist. Long. Slow burn. A comfort read. Death scenes typical of western dynamics. Nothing too mature in nature. Soft, some hurt and comfort, lots of adventure and mysteries, and everything I've always loved about fanfiction in general. Feel free to comment. Enjoy the show. :)

Lucius returns to Rome seeking revenge on those who ruined his life. However, upon his return, he uncovers shocking truths about his true identity, questioning his quest for vengeance. He reunites with Helena, his childhood friend, now a healer in the arena. As past emotions resurface, love and redemption intertwine with Lucius's struggle for justice.