Williamhbonney Stories

𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐄 The first time Billy the Kid came knocking on her door, he was bleeding. Lucianna Mae Ondrella lived a quiet life in the middle of nowhere, tucked away in a little stone cottage with her grandparents, surrounded by horses, wildflowers, and enough land to make the rest of the world feel a lifetime away. It was quiet, it was safe, it was home. She knew nothing of Billy the Kid. At least, that's what she let him believe. He was only meant to stay long enough for her to patch him up. A few days, perhaps. Then he'd be gone, back to the roads, the bullets, and the horses. The life of an outlaw. But a few days became weeks. And somewhere between moonlit conversations on the porch, dusty horseback rides, and mornings spent working side by side, Billy found something he'd never expected to want-a reason to stay. He was scared of such thing. Something worth settling for. Surviving for. Then, just as quietly as he'd arrived, he disappeared. Because outlaws don't belong in cottages. But for once, he pulled the trigger after ducking from the bullets firing. He never used to fear not coming home Years later, Billy returns to the little house at the edge of nowhere, expecting to find the same girl waiting behind the door. Instead, he finds Della. Older. Harder. And no longer willing to pretend his leaving didn't hurt. But Billy isn't the only one carrying secrets. Because Della Mae Ondrella isn't her real name. Her grandparents didn't raise an innocent country girl. They raised the last surviving daughter of one of the most infamous outlaw families in the West-and they've spent years making sure nobody discovers who she really is. Especially Billy. He thought he was the dangerous one. He never imagined the girl he left behind had a past just as bloody, a name just as feared, and a reason of her own for running from the life he could never escape. He came back for the girl he remembered. He wasn't prepared to meet the wom

Story about me and Billy!

Levicy McCormick came to Mr. Tunstall when she was just 11 after a sudden tragedy that changed her forever. during her time at mr tunstall's place she made friends with the regulators but what happens when she meets none other than the wild Billy the kid? will they strike up some kind of relationship or will she hide behind her tough mask? read & find out! !BTW I DO NOT OWN YOUNG GUNS! I ONLY OWN LEVICY!

Young guns (1988) fanfiction. where John Tunstall and William H Bonney (a.k.a. "Billy the kid") had more time to form a father-son bond. Although their fate will end the same.

❛❛ THERE'S BEEN TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS, YOU KNOW I'VE HAD MY SHARE. ❜❜ ❪ chavez y chavez x female oc ❫ ❪ young guns 1988 ❫ ❪ © princecarlgrimes 2017 ❫

"YOU'RE ALL GONNA LEAVE ME, I HATE BEING ALONE" (fem!oc x doc scurlock) (young guns) (lazylangdon © 2019)

About me and my family and my friends and my pets and my life and other stuff.

My parents are from the past they are from the old west or what most people calls the wild west. they are from the 1800's. i wonder what it was like living in old west. i sit and daydream about it. i am married and i should get my act together and stop daydreaming.

summary: walking into a saloon in a nowhere town, billy meets a singer who he just can't get off his mind after she slips through his fingers; onto another town, another show- following nothing but the stars in her path. until he sees her again. another nowhere town and equally dusty saloon, but this time, the band of kids who made up her family is nowhere to be found. he's running away from something, and she is storming full speed toward something else, and tangling into each other's lives may just get both of them exactly where they want to be. pairing: william h. bonney (2022) x fem!reader tags/warnings: singer!reader (she's giving very much lucy gray), probably a little bit ooc billy but hey i tried- anyway he's a sweetheart, use of guns and violence, murder and violence but i try to keep it non-descript, oh also she's an orphan sorry (once again, lucy gray vibes), strangers to friends to lovers trope eee

people in lincoln county are dropping dead alongside their livestock, the wells are running dry and children are prompted from their beds to wander unconsciously in the night. billy has been hired as a last resort by the lawmen as a bounty hunter, charged with the task of hunting and killing the witch responsible in exchange for a reward and the clearing of his name. how could he turn that down? (bounty hunter!billy the kid (2022) x witch!reader)

"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. :)

Billy is an outlaw, the most wanted gangster in all of America, when he brings havoc into her life, intertwining their fates. His problems become hers, as she becomes hooked onto his charismatic but mysterious character. This man will be the death of her, but she can't seem to quit him. "The Kid & I" is a wild western fiction, set in the environment depicted in the "Billy the Kid" series. Written as an extension and continuation to the currently released season 1 and season 2 (first half), this work does not however require the series to have been viewed. I've written this in an attempt to improve my writing and I would love all forms of feedback! Thank you.

He was Billy the Kid - a boy running from a name, a past, and a future soaked in blood. She was Jo Callahan - raised to be a lady, made into an outlaw, and riding with a gang that called her family. Together, they were never supposed to matter to each other. But fate's a reckless thing, and once their paths crossed, neither of them could turn back - not from the fire, and not from each other.