Life never stays constant. Ashlyn knows that to be true. Born to a barrel racer with a dad that is a homebody, after her mom got injured in a rodeo six months after she was born, they both decided to stay home and take care of her. So when her dad moves his chiropractic office to a small rodeo town, they allow her to join the high school rodeo team since she already is in the rodeo business. What she doesn't know is how things will play out when she develops a crush for her coach who she has competed against all summer. With her eighteenth birthday coming up, she's wanting to avoid his eye contact and try to keep her distance.

It's freshman year of high school and her parents are sending her to a special boarding school. An equestrian boarding school. But not just any boarding school, a rodeo boarding school. Craziness overload and it's a mostly cowboy school. She knows what she wants to do. The only friends she happens to make are a group of out lying cowboys that have the talent just not the inspiration to push them overboard. She becomes that inspiration slowly at first and builds to be everything they needed.

3 barrels 2 hearts 1 dream That's every barrel racers dream. For Mackinzie Jordan, she's lived that dream everyday since she was three. She got her first pony, was taught how to ride and started competing after her grandfather took her to her first rodeo. It's not her dream anymore. She is a team with her gelding at her side. Twenty years later she's big in her name and knows what she's doing. When guys from another circuit start coming to the PRCA circuit, things get hectic. Especially when a guy she hasn't seen she was eighteen joins back.

As Jennifer became of age, she was to inherit the Alpha position from her father when he retired, but her father being the giant turd he is, wrongfully gave it to a rival Alpha. What happens when Jennifer finds out that the Alpha position, HER position, was given to the most ruthless, uncaring, callous Alpha in the United States? Follow Jennifer in her quest to take down her enemy, who just so happens to be her mate. *Warning: This story is unedited. *Sneak Peak: "Shawn!" I grabbed his face and looked into his black eyes. Blood was pouring out of his mouth so I grabbed the edge of my shirt and wiped his mouth. "Shawn please!" I shook him. "Let go of him you bastard!" I said speaking to his wolf but all I could see were his stupid black eyes. "Please." I begged. "Please give me my mate." The wolfs dark eyes looked at me defeated and then I could slowly see them getting lighter until I saw the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.

EDITED (will be rewritten soon. I feel it needs more adult scenes and seems childish in some parts.) {A cowboy's hands are as strong as steel as tough as leather but soft enough to touch a hummingbirds wing and the skin of a woman and not disturb the beauty of either.} Alaina Jackson, known to most now as Lane Stokes, is a bull rider. The only female that can put a man to shame when it comes to that eight second ride. She has suffered many things throughout her life. Thing's that no person should ever have to endure. She's has lost people close to her. Been abused by an alcoholic father. Fallen in love with one man only have him break her heart. Now she swears she'll never love again. She had been broken beyond repair. Just when she had gotten her life back together... He... came back. The one man that owned her heart and soul still to this day. So what happens when he comes walking back into her life? And what happens when he finds out she'd kept a secret from him? A big secret.

"Why do you drink so much?" she asks him. "I like to forget." Dallas is a cold, bull riding, country boy. Savannah is a sweet, rodeo loving, country girl. Rumors go around about Dallas. He's rude, a player, and a bad man. Zoey's intrigued. Where will this go?

Wyatt Ray, son of Colt and Hedli Ray. Right out of high school he joined up with the military. His cousin Logan just went off to college with his fiancée and he just got back from another long deployment. He's thinking of joining the rodeo circuit at age twenty five and compete like his parents did. Cassidy Smith, daughter of Nathaniel and Izzy Smith, grew up on the rodeo circuit and knows it like the back of her hand. She knows the drill when it's time to earn the money. Traveling with horses and keeping them healthy is one part of her task. Another is taking care of herself. When a retired military officer comes into the picture rodeoing like one person she wish she knew. Colt Ray. She ropes, barrel races, and rides bareback broncs. What will happen between the two?

Lacey Freeman, Sounds familiar doesn't it? Especially when you follow the PBR world. Tandy Freeman is her dad, she gets to go to PBR events with him when she can. Her dad lets her help out in the mobile clinic set up for the injured riders. The one job she really has is getting into the chute with a possibly unconscious cowboy. Her job is to make sure he's ok while he's in the chute's dirt and the bull is still in the ring. Meaning she can get into the small spaces the men on the medical team cannot. She's great at what she does. Then turns shy when she meets a cowboy that ends up in a position only she can. In the chute, leaning against the side, head and nose bleeding, almost unconscious.

"Ava, you have to be quiet! They'll hear you-" Tears started to spill from my eyes, blending in with the rain that dripped down my face. I shouldn't have come here. The last time I followed someone I made accidentally noise and got them killed. I had to get away from Jaxon. I turned on my heel, ready to run to, but Jaxon grabbed my wrist. "Let go" I choked, "I have to leave. You're in danger-" The next thing I knew, his lips crashed onto mine. His arms wrapped around my body, pulling tightly to his chest. "Stop it" I sobbed, unable to control my trembling. "Why are you doing this? Let me go-" "I had to get you quiet" he murmured. "Please Ava. You have to try to calm down. I understand you're scared right now, but you have to trust me. We're going to get home safely. Stay with me a few more minutes, and then we'll get the f*ck out of here. I promise." -- A little about Ava: She has made the long move from Detroit, Michigan to California to escape her gruesome past. She moves in with her older sister, and is ready to start her junior year of high school. Despite the demons she carries, she holds onto hope for a bright future. A little about Jaxon: he's 17, and Oceanview High's resident bad boy. He comes from the Marvel family, a family of cold-hearted millionaires who don't seem to care much about their kids. He's also got a secret only few know, he's a dangerous member, and street racer, for the L.A. gang: Crimson Blaze. -- Achievements: #1 in streetracing #1 in teenromance #2 im highschool #3 in drama Hey all! This is my first every full story, raw and unedited. This story will not be rushed, so updates will be about once a week. Thank you SO much for reading, I hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: This story uses mature language and themes that may be disturbing to some - read at your own risk.

Alex is a 17 year old barrel racer who is moving into a new home away from everything she knew. Even tho the move is hard, she puts her focus into rodeo and her horses. She has no time for boys or rules. Only rodeo. Her dream is to make it to the NFR but for now she's trying to keep up with high school rodeo. When she gets into a wreck it sets her back a show and causes her to lose points that she desperately needed in high school rodeo. Can she get back those points and qualify for the NFR? And can she keep her focus on rodeo? ****************************************************** "Serves you right." I laugh before I looked up and he pushed me against the counter and set the glass down beside the apple. "Then this serves you right." Was all he whispered and I backed up completely to the cabinet and he placed his hands on the counter on either side on my body. "Um... S-Sammy? What are you doing?" I panicked looking anywhere but at him. "Look at me." He whispered and tilted my chin up to face him with his index finger.