Rebel Sky Ranch Series by Kelly Fox

Trip:I was born and raised on Rebel Sky Ranch. In the long, terrible year since my mother’s death, meeting Sam is the one bright spot. He reminds me of the horses we rescue. Scarred, skittish, and…strong. Beautiful.He’s a bit of a hat-stealer, and, truth be told, I’m a little leery of his chosen profession. The things he does in front of a camera... Well, it makes me blush just thinkin' about it. But if that scar on his face is any indication, he could use somebody at his back... moreTrip:I was born and raised on Rebel Sky Ranch. In the long, terrible year since my mother’s death, meeting Sam is the one bright spot. He reminds me of the horses we rescue. Scarred, skittish, and…strong. Beautiful.He’s a bit of a hat-stealer, and, truth be told, I’m a little leery of his chosen profession. The things he does in front of a camera... Well, it makes me blush just thinkin' about it. But if that scar on his face is any indication, he could use somebody at his back. I aim to be that person.And yeah, some of my parts get confused by the fact that he’s all delicate and sparkly, but that’s not important. Even if the good hand lotion has somehow made it into the tack room.I just hope he knows that he’ll always be safe with me.Sam:I’m a cam boy who officially identifies as Wrangler-sexual. It’s entirely the fault of Trip Goodnight, the strapping cowboy at the ranch next door. He doesn’t know it yet, but he’s going to be the father of my two-point-five children.We’re an unlikely pairing, what with him being straight and me being a gay sex worker, but those, darling, are mere details. When he saves me from a literal nest of rattlesnakes, it’s nothing if not true love. I’m aiming for a spring wedding.While it’s true that I haven’t been able to let a man touch me since I was attacked last year, and there’s no telling what my father might do if he manages to find me, I’m not letting any of that stop me.In fact, I’ve stolen Trip’s cowboy hat and used it in one of my videos, so I’m already well on my way to making him mine. Besides, he’s the first man outside of my found family who’s made me feel safe. Protected.That’s gotta count for something...right?Bisexual awakening, hurt-comfort, size difference, friends to lovers less

I like horses better than most people. After years of supporting our local equine rescue, it’s safe to say that I have a certified hate-on for the rodeo. So why is Luke McCall, injured rodeo diva, in my training paddock?I feel bad that he was outed by the media, and I get the need to regroup out of the spotlight. I might even be willing to admit that he’s a little more vulnerable than his Rodeo King persona would suggest... moreI like horses better than most people. After years of supporting our local equine rescue, it’s safe to say that I have a certified hate-on for the rodeo. So why is Luke McCall, injured rodeo diva, in my training paddock?I feel bad that he was outed by the media, and I get the need to regroup out of the spotlight. I might even be willing to admit that he’s a little more vulnerable than his Rodeo King persona would suggest.But, seriously—why does he have to recover in my bunkhouse?I thought volunteering at a queer-friendly horse ranch was a stroke of brilliance—I’d get to hang out with horses while rebuilding strength and mobility after my injury. Win-win, right? Wrong.Rebel Sky’s gorgeous foreman hates my guts on sight, even if he is willing to protect me from the bigots who just want a shot at the fallen cowboy.What would it take to get him to see that I’m a good man with a soft heart and a helpful little rope kink? Enemies-to-lovers, opposites attract, hurt-comfort, rope play. less

My late wife made a bet with me: if I marry her brother, I have to take his last name. “That's the rule. You marry two Navarros, you become one of us.” Renée always did have a sense of humor—even as she was dying—but I’ll never love anyone the way I loved her. Falling for my brother-in-law? Psh. Desi’s almost twenty years younger than me and far too pretty. Besides, my son would never forgive me. Still, it's getting harder and harder to deny our chemistry with every encounter... moreMy late wife made a bet with me: if I marry her brother, I have to take his last name. “That's the rule. You marry two Navarros, you become one of us.” Renée always did have a sense of humor—even as she was dying—but I’ll never love anyone the way I loved her. Falling for my brother-in-law? Psh. Desi’s almost twenty years younger than me and far too pretty. Besides, my son would never forgive me. Still, it's getting harder and harder to deny our chemistry with every encounter. I just want to pretend that none of this is happening. God, what if I can’t keep pretending? The worst kept secret at Rebel Sky Ranch is that I’m deeply, tragically in love with Wyatt Goodnight. Not only is he my late sister’s husband, but he may have changed my diapers once upon a time. And his son, my best friend, hates the fact that I’m in love with his father. Complicated doesn’t even begin to cover it. There are times when I think I’m the only person who sees the real Wyatt. The man who sacrificed everything for my sister, who moved heaven and earth to try to save her. The man who wants a life beyond the ranch. But he denies us, ignores his own feelings, and pretends that his hands don’t know the exact weight and measure of me. What if he never sees how good we could be together? Age gap, hurt-comfort, size difference. less

I understand that sleeping with the boss is a bad idea.To be fair, I was already sleeping with my co-worker.And yeah, we all live in the same bunkhouse on a ranch in the middle of the Central Texas Hill Country, but we’re professionals. We can handle it.Besides, I’ve made it pretty darn clear that I am in no way a relationship guy.Am I trying to hide a mountain of pain after losing the unrequited love of my life? Sure…but we don’t say that part out loud... moreI understand that sleeping with the boss is a bad idea.To be fair, I was already sleeping with my co-worker.And yeah, we all live in the same bunkhouse on a ranch in the middle of the Central Texas Hill Country, but we’re professionals. We can handle it.Besides, I’ve made it pretty darn clear that I am in no way a relationship guy.Am I trying to hide a mountain of pain after losing the unrequited love of my life? Sure…but we don’t say that part out loud.I’m just trying to figure out who gave Joaquin and Colt permission to go off and start something on their own. I thought our boss / co-worker arrangement was pretty good, especially after that impromptu three-way.But now they’re excluding me.It almost feels like they’re trying to make me jealous. Not that I’m jealous, or whatever.Besides, I could never love someone as much as I loved Renée. There isn’t a single person in the world who could take her place....Huh.Is it possible that I need two people to show me how to love again?Age gap, hurt-comfort, MMM less