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Bloodless Day

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No one knew what to do with the colt. He was unpredictable. Dangerous. A coursing speed rippled through him, but something menacing came with. He was a wounded sailer in a sea of yearning, and no one wanted to swim to save him. 

She thought herself the same way. Different. A force to be reckoned with. A tornado- she came without warning and demolished without regard for whom she touched and whom she saved. But everyone else saw a damaged soul, a locked chest with a thrown away key. 

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The Ranch Hand (MATURE CONTENT) cover

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Saving Grace cover

Wildcat Mountain cover

An Outlaw's Silence (manxman)(second story in The Crane Gang series) cover

His Obsession cover

The greyhound dream cover

•You've Suffered Enough• KHR Fanfiction cover

The experiment. cover

Injured Feet & Rickety Hearts {Book 1 Completed} cover

The Ranch Hand (MATURE CONTENT)

Lillian Walker is 17, clueless about men, and only knows about life on the ranch. Jesse Colter, 26, is a rugged cowboy who's spent too many years on the road-alone, restless, and without a woman's warmth. Her father offers him a job for bed and food, bringing him under their roof-with strict rules and watchful eyes. What will happen as they work on the ranch, side by side? _ Lillian Walker has lived her whole life on the ranch-isolated, routine, untouched by the world beyond the fence line. Out here, there are no men her age, no grand love stories, no stolen glances across candlelit dinners. Just dust, sweat, and the weight of knowing this is all she'll ever have. Until Jesse Colter rides in. Rugged. Mysterious. Too damn handsome for his own good. A drifter with nowhere to go and secrets he won't share, looking for work in exchange for a bed and food. Her father agrees. Now, Jesse will be sleeping just down the hall. Working under the same scorching sun. Eating at the same table. And Lillian? She's never been more curious about a man in her life.