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  Cowboy Brothers of Rainbow Canyon

  A Western Cowboy Romance

  K.C. Crowne

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  Taboo Cowboy

  Cowboys Baby

  Her Cowboy Daddies

  Southern Charm

  Baby for the Mountain Man (Preview)

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  Welcome to the scenic family ranch nestled in the heart of Texas and run by the devilishly handsome and charming Walker brothers.

  You know what they say about Texas! Take part in the sizzling romances of four deliciously rugged cowboys and the lucky ladies who capture these stallion’s wild hearts.

  From International Bestselling author, KC Crowne comes the sexy, small town, western romance series. Over 450 reviews on the individual books!

  Book One: Taboo Cowboy

  Molly is too young. Too innocent.

  And she's pretending to be my son's girlfriend.

  It's a real shame how her sweet curves challenge this cowboy's code.

  When my son comes to visit the family ranch, he brings Molly along.

  A pretty little temptation my son tries to pass off as his girlfriend.

  But I know one thing's for certain: My son doesn’t chase women.

  I try to keep a tight rein on my untamed need.

  But I want to have her. Taste her. Mark her as mine.

  I have to be Molly’s first. And her last.

  Book Two: Cowboy’s Baby

  The beauty needs me to heal her wounds.

  She may have lost her memory - but she won my heart.

  Now I'll protect her and the baby she’s carrying...

  Even if it's the last thing I do.

  Book Three: Her Cowboy Daddies

  What’s every cowgirl’s dream?

  Two wild stallions that can’t get enough.

  How about a hot older boss - and his equally s*xy best friend?

  Book Four: Southern Charm

  A little girl was dropped on my doorstep.

  And, this wild cowboy became a father overnight.

  I've seen a lot in my life - but nothing prepared me for this.

  Hiring Sam as my new nanny was the best d*mn move I could make...

  Except, I'm both excited and troubled by the feelings she stirs up.

  Smart, caring, and hot enough to drive any man wild. I'm supposed to be managing my ranch - not imagining my kid's nanny dripping wet and naked.

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  This box set includes books 1 through 4 of this series. If you enjoy your experience, you may continue to read more books in this series. All books are free on Amazon Kindle Unlimited. Content suitable only for adults ages 18 and up.

  Taboo Cowboy

  Molly is too young. Too innocent.

  And she's pretending to be my son's girlfriend.

  It's a real shame how her sweet curves challenge this cowboy's code.

  When my son comes to visit the family ranch, he brings Molly along.

  A pretty little temptation my son tries to pass off as his girlfriend.

  But I know one thing's for certain: My son doesn’t chase women.

  Molly’s a tiny little thing... especially next to me.

  She’s adorable. Big blue eyes. A sassy mouth.

  And blonde hair I want to wrap around my fist.

  I try to keep a tight rein on my untamed need.

  But I want to have her. Taste her. Mark her as mine.

  I have to be Molly’s first. And her last.

  But can a gruff cowboy like me tame the queen of manicures and designer bags?

  One things for certain...

  When danger threatens Molly and our unborn baby...

  I vow to prove the love in my rugged heart.

  Molly

  “Please don’t tell me you have a picture of your penis in here.” I asked, jokingly.

  “I plead the fifth.”

  I laughed before pulling up the text from Christopher’s dad.

  “Hi, Christopher. Wanted to see when you’ll be arriving home. Let me know.”

  I was less concerned with the message, and more with the picture of his dad at the top of the screen. Angling the phone so my best friend couldn’t see, I expanded the picture.

  Holy shit! My best friend’s dad was hot!

  Butterflies flew in my stomach as I regarded the picture.

  Before me was a photo of a built man standing in front of a barn, his arms crossed over a beefy chest as he leaned against the door.

  Underneath the brim of his cowboy hat I could make out his rugged features. His eyes, so steely, that they pierced right through me.

  The gorgeous man had a wide jaw dusted with stubble, his mouth in a flat, serious line.

  I could tell he was tall, built solid as the truck he no doubt drove.

  My virgin mind was running wild. I imagined what it’d be like to join him for a ride, just the two of us, under the dark starry Texas night. Window’s fogged up from a night of passion. It was wrong, so wrong.

  My best friend’s dad.

  And that wasn’t even getting into the fact that he was much older.

  But that didn’t diminish my attraction. If anything, it made me wonder what an experienced, older man like that could teach a girl like me.

  “Molly, what’s it say?”

  “Um, nothing,” I said. “Just
wondering when you’re getting in.”

  “Tell him not long. But make it sound like me, you know?”

  I fired back a quick text, and put the phone down to avoid suspicions from my best friend.

  “So,” Christopher said, “with my dad, just sit back and stay quiet. I can do most of the talking. He can be a little lacking in the tact department, and I don’t want you feeling bad if he phrases things in the wrong way or something.

  “Keep in mind I’m a big girl who can handle herself around difficult people. No need to worry. Besides how bad can he even be?”

  Christopher side-eyed me again and shook his head. “You really don’t understand, Molly. My dad is disappointed in me and I’m sure he’ll be looking for any opportunity to make that clear. My career was never good enough for him. He wanted me to work at the ranch like him and his brothers. He tried to talk me out of moving back to city, of pursuing fashion, of pretty much doing anything I love. And he doesn’t mince words. He’ll likely pass the same judgements on you because you’re some ‘pie in the sky’ fashion designer like me.” He sucked in a breath and said, “I don’t think you’ve met anyone like my father.”

  “Look Christopher, I get what you’re saying. And all that may be true, but at the end of the day he’s still a human like the rest of us.”

  Only super-hot.

  “A stubborn-ass cowboy human.”

  “Well, you know I have thick skin. I can handle myself; you can stay rest assured I’ve got my big girl panties on.”

  Though I wouldn’t mind taking them off around Mr. Silas.

  “Also—I know you can be a bit outspoken. You might want to tone it down a bit while you’re here.”

  My jaw dropped. “Outspoken? Me!!!?”

  “Yes, you,” he chuckled, running a hand over his baby smooth chin. “I know the reason your boss didn’t keep you on after the internship, remember?”

  “Well, he was a jerk. And he was wrong. The outfit he wanted to premier at Fashion Week was hideous. And who was right? What did the magazines have to say about it?”

  “They agreed with you, yes. It was a God awful ensemble.”

  “Exactly. I was merely being truthful, and Stephan couldn’t handle it."

  “And also why you need to work for yourself. You’re too hard-headed sometimes.”

  I wanted to argue but couldn’t. “Fine, I’ll give you that. You’re right. And it’s why we have to figure out how we’re going to open our own place one day.”

  “In a city like New York, one of us will have to win the lottery or find some Wall Street sugar daddy to fund the project.”

  “Maybe. Or maybe just know the right people and hustle.”

  Christopher and I had been talking for years about opening our own boutique. Christopher and Molly Designs. Or Molly and Christopher. We were still undecided. Our tastes meshed well together. We were both brutally honest but handled feedback well. I had no doubt that we’d work well together.

  But like he said, it was an issue of money.

  Lots of it.

  And, of course, having a name people recognized. But that would come in time, once we were able to establish ourselves. I had no doubt we’d go viral. I was confident in our exceptional abilities and in our designs.

  At this point, low clouds hung over us, blocking the remaining sunlight. It was beginning to get dark; we’d spent most of the day traveling.

  I knew I should be tired, but I was wide awake and curious about our destination and meeting the cowboy behind the photo. I couldn’t seem to get his striking soulful eyes out of my mind.

  The man was a knockout that much was true. However, I hoped that Christopher’s opinion of our soon to be host was mostly biased and partial.

  I’d soon find out.

  I started to feel butterflies in my stomach again, in anticipation of meeting the hot cowboy in person.

  “So, how much longer until we reach the fortress of your childhood?” I tried not to sound too anxious.

  “We’re almost there,” he said quietly, the strain returning to his voice.

  We turned off the pavement and down a dirt road.

  “Holy cow balls, this place is enormous!” I said.

  Christopher had told me it was a luxury ranch, but I had no idea what he meant by that. I pictured horses and stables and a lot of open fields.

  Christopher had explained that the guest cabins had hot tubs with stunning views, which sounded really nice, but I had no idea what to expect other than that.

  We drove for what felt like an eternity down the dirt road.

  Finally, the way opened before us, and in the distance, I caught sight of the ranch for the first time.

  My breath caught in my throat.

  “Look at you Richie Rich. I can’t believe you grew up here,” I said.

  Christopher grew visibly more tense, gripping the steering wheel of the rental car until his knuckles were near-white.

  He stared straight ahead and didn’t say a word.

  The expanse of land in the distance looked like it met the sky, which was turning eye-catching shades of purples and pinks and oranges. I felt like I was at a southern spa resort.

  I could just imagine lounging in a jacuzzi, glass of wine in hand, watching the sun set over the fields.

  It all seemed heavenly.

  There was a big, metal gate with the name Rainbow Canyons Ranch spelled out in the brass. The gates were closed, but I could see the main house just inside.

  Christopher entered some numbers into a keypad and the gates parted. I must have been drooling like a fool in my seat.

  “You lived here.” I knew that was Captain Obvious in me speaking, but I still had trouble fathoming that Christopher lived here and never talked about the mansion. He made it sound pretty humble. And while it technically was a cabin, it was a massive one with what appeared to be three stories.

  The owner had spared no expense.

  “Yep. For a few years before I went away to college,” Christopher said dryly. “Sure, I enjoyed some tolerable memories here, but behind the walls it’s not as great as it looks, trust me. A lot went down in this place.”

  Truth be told, I was starting to get why Christopher felt the way he did about the resort.

  I couldn’t imagine sharing a place - even one as big as this - with my entire family. It was hard enough to share an apartment with Christopher.

  “Christopher, why didn’t you tell me your family was loaded?” I joked as he pulled the rental car into the first available spot next to the house. Our tiny compact Toyota looked out of place amongst the four massive trucks lined up.

  I just had to laugh.

  “My dad’s family is fairly well-off, yah, but you’ll learn pretty quickly that they’re not flashy, and they don’t live like they’re wealthy. They’re pretty humble about the rich-as-hell thing.”

  There was a large pond out front, and the house seemed to be built around it, the flowers and even the walkway twisting alongside, protecting the natural beauty of the water.

  I felt like my eyes might be lying, tricking my mind into the ethereal beauty.

  “Ready to face the firing squad?”

  I shook my head and chuckled. “That’s one hell of a way to talk about your family.”

  “I’m the black sheep after all,” he said with a sigh, still not getting out of the car. “This isn’t going to be easy for me.”

  “Well, we’ll get through it together.”

  I squeezed his upper arm before removing my seat belt and getting out of the car, hoping he’d follow my lead. It took him a few seconds, but eventually, he got out of the car and took a deep breath.

  “It still smells the same,” he said, looking around.

  “Like clean, fresh air?”

  “Like horse shit,” he sneered, but I heard a laugh in his tone.

  In the distance, you could catch a whiff of horses, but I had to really focus on that. Mostly, it smelled clean and fresh. Exactly how it looked.


  And I thought it was delightful.

  We headed for the walkway wrapping around the pond. An oak tree hung above us, its majestic size and glorious greenery eye-catching. By my guess, the place had to be a honeymoon destination.

  Off the beaten path, where you could be mostly alone with nature and the person you loved.

  It sounded ideal to me.

  But what did I know?

  My love life depended on the erotic experiences my gay best friend shared with me, and shows like The Jersey Shore.

  I grabbed Christopher’s hand and held onto it, unable to hide the grin that stretched across my face. He glanced at me and asked, “Why are you so disturbingly smiley, woman?”

  “I’m just happy to be here. Even if your family is packed with shit tards, I’m still meeting them for the first time and getting a glimpse of your roots, so that’s exciting.”

  “Well, I hope they don’t burst your bubble too quick.”

  I shot him a knowing smile and blew him a kiss.

  Two men started to walk down the front steps of the house. They were tall and burly like Christopher’s dad, one with shaggy, brown hair and the other with a blond tussle on his head and matching beard. They were dressed in rugged jeans and cowboy boots. I could tell right away that they were related – both had the same steely gaze and manly features that I’d seen in the photo.