The eldest daughter of the Ingalls meets an Osage boy while in Kansas

Amber Grimes, the eldest child of Rick and Lori Grimes. She comes back from a trip with her friends to discover her father has been shot, only for things to go from bad to worse as the zombie apocalypse takes over the world

rick grimes x fem!oc

Everyone knows the Dutton family. John, the father. Lee, the bachelor. Beth, the merciless banker. Jamie, the lawyer. Kayce, the horseman. But there is one member of the family who is always underestimated by those outside of Yellowstone Ranch, the youngest of the Dutton's. The Baby. ∆ Disclaimer; I own nothing from Yellowstone. Only my own characters and alterations to the storyline. This is also a Ryan x OC Enjoy! Warning. - violence - mentions of SA - sexual content Votes #1 in Yellowstone 7/27/23 #1 in Yellowstone 6/24/24

she spent her whole life being told she was the reason her and her siblings grew up without a mother, therefore she grew up alone. She was much younger than the rest, the last baby always gets the short stick. her daddy had become much too busy on their ranch to focus on her. He had put all his devotion and power into his eldest children. she flew under his radar.. Behind her daddies back she may have found love, love that could soon disappoint. Although she was young, it didn't mean she was weak. she learned to grow up fast in a world that was crumbling around her.

Rip Wheeler and Lizzie Dutton's relationship in Yellowstone is one of growth, trust, and overcoming obstacles. Their journey begins in a tumultuous environment filled with challenges, yet their bond deepens as they navigate through these difficulties. When Rip first meets Lizzie, they come from very different worlds. Lizzie is a Dutton outsider, with a somewhat troubled past, while Rip is a seasoned and loyal cowboy, fiercely protective of the Dutton family. Initially, their interactions are shaped by their contrasting personalities-Rip's hardened, stoic demeanor clashes with Lizzie's more carefree and spontaneous nature.

Sixteen-year-old Sawyer Lane didn't come to the Yellowstone Dutton Ranch looking for redemption - she came to survive. Scarred, stubborn, and carrying more ghosts than years, she's the daughter of a ranch hand who blames her for everything that ever went wrong. She used to ride rodeo, used to break colts, used to believe in something like freedom. But when Rip and Lloyd see past her sharp edges, and a quiet cowboy named Rowan starts pushing her buttons - and protecting her heart - Sawyer is pulled into a world of grit, loyalty, and bloodlines that don't have to be by birth. She's not here to be saved. She's here to fight her way back. Even if that means fire. Even if that means the brand. And when her past comes hunting, Sawyer doesn't run. She rides straight into it.

Hattie Mae Dutton is the youngest of the family whom Ryan, one of the wranglers on the ranch, has fallen for. Yellowstone Ryan x OC!Dutton 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

Everybody knows the Dutton Family but none of them have made a name for themselves quite like the youngest, Mae Evelyn Dutton. She's a force to be reckoned with, just like her big sister but can she overcome past demons knocking at her door? You'll just have to read and find out.

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*