❝Reckon I'm a bit like a dog, aren't I? She showed me kindness once and now I keep thinking about coming back.❞ ❝A dog is far too domesticated for you, Arthur Morgan. You're a wolf.❞ [Bounty hunter AU] In which Arthur Morgan, the man you're supposed to capture, not only accidentally saves your life, but makes it a whole lot more complicated. Status: Completed Warning! Contains foul language and mature themes. Highest ranking: #1 in rdr2 Disclaimer! All characters appearing in this story are owned by Rockstar, with the exception of some original characters and the Reader. Cover edited by me.

╰ ❛ what can I say, you're not my first.. or my last ❜ 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

COMPLETED!!✔️ This is an Arthur Morgan X reader story, with you as the main character. You work as a brothel lady in the town called Valentine, and you stumble upon a notorious man that got you to grow feelings for this unknown man. But something comes in between and you get kidnapped by the O'Driscolls, what happens afterward? Well, this is where we let the story tell us... OBS! Some important info; 1. My native language isn't English, misspellings appear. Pls, maintain respect, thanks in advance! 2. Contains mature content, you are forewarned in the chapter! 3. More information in the AN chapter. 4. I'm not the owner of the cover photo or any other pictures in this story!

A 29 year old girl called (Y/N) had been on the run from the law since she was 16. Killing robbing stealing everything she could to survive. Sure, she didn't like the life she was living but she had no other choice until one day a man called Arthur Morgan finds her and changes her life forever. This is my 3rd fan fiction so sorry if it's a bit bad Lololol

"ᴵ'ᴹ ˢᵀᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ᵂᴵᵀᴴ ᵞᴼᵁ, ᵂᴴᴱᵀᴴᴱᴿ ᵞᴼᵁ ᴸᴵᴷᴱ ᴼᴿ ᴺᴼᵀ. ᴵ'ᴹ ᴺᴼᵀ ᴿᵁᴺᴺᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ." If there's one thing I'm done with, that would be running. Reason being is because that's all I've done for my entire life. The surge of adrenaline running through your veins, your breaths sharp and frantic, and how your feet desperately attempted to create a form of friction. I hated the feeling. It was a grim reminder of how I lost the people I loved and how I would never be safe unless change was made. [ ᴀʀᴛʜᴜʀ ᴍᴏʀɢᴀɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ]