Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels

Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels


First Ride Cowboy Collection

You Never Forget Your First…

Saddle up for a sexy ride with 18 bestselling and award winning authors as they share with you their first in a series. These cowboys will claim your heart with their rough edges and raw emotions. Dust off your boots, and join us for a ride you’ll never forget.





Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels

Thrown back into the path of her first love, she finds hers is not the only heart fate has damaged.


Forget Me Knot by Lori King

Will her vacation into the heart of cattle country turn out to be a mistake?


Cowboy Crazy by Em Petrova

Five brides for five brothers…at least that’s the deal the Daltons have struck with their boys. Each son must marry in order to inherit a piece of the ranch they love so much.


Watching Fireflies by Jaycee Ford

A cowboy who knew nothing of love. A city girl who wishes she didn’t.


Sweet As Candy by Sidda Lee Rain

She may be the softness to smooth his rough edges. That is…if he can convince her to give an ol’ rodeo bum a chance.


Lazarus by Beth Williamson

Being a Graham isn’t easy, and it’s about to get a lot harder for one stubborn lawman and the woman who still owns his heart.


The Heartsong Cowboy by Melissa Keir

Can two people, one horse and the power of love cure a little girl?


Gimme Some Sugar by Stephanie Berget

She’s is a genius with cupcakes and croissants. He needs a ranch cook to whip up beef, beans and bacon. Love never tasted so good.


Cowboy Proud by D’Ann Lindun

She left town to chase her dreams…he stayed and ignored his…can they find love again?


Davis: Letters of Fate by Paty Jager

A marriage of convenience ignites into a steamy romance and brings two strong wills together.


Make Mine a Cowboy by Sandy Lea Sullivan

She writes fantasy cowboys for a living…but she never expected to find her own on the back roads of Hill Country, Texas.


Chocolate Cowboy by Kirsten Lynn

Returning to Wyoming two things surprised GySgt Jared Worrell…becoming the town chocolatier and Lucy Thomas. Coming home never tasted so sweet.


Montana Bachelor by Hildie McQueen

Rich Bachelor seeks Single Female who won’t mind complications of elite society, a suspicious father and an evil ex-girlfriend…


Cowboys Never Fold by Lexi Post

A cowboy honors a promise by working at a nudist resort but to win the sexy owner’s heart, he must bare more than his soul.


River’s Edge by Gem Sivad

From gunslinger to ranch owner. He’s finding respectability a lot more dangerous than his former life of sin.


Under Pressure by Rhonda Lee Carver

The Stone sisters know their way with a gun, rope, three-inch heels, and a cowboy’s heart.


Jake: Men of Clifton by Susan Fisher Davis

He can tame the wildest stallion, but can he tame a stubborn redhead that wants nothing to do with him?


The Real McCoy by Sabrina York

She mistakes him for a stripper…he is happy to comply!



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Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels

Harland County Series/Book 1/Cole

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Thrown back into the path of her first love, she finds hers is not the only heart fate has damaged.

L.A. cop Jordan Masters Ryan has a problem. Her normal method of meeting a crisis head-on and taking it down won’t work. Not this time. Not when fate is her adversary. Having kept her from the man she thought she’d always marry, the same fickle fate took away the man she eventually did. Thrown back into the path of her first love, she finds hers is not the only heart fate has damaged.

Widower and software CEO, Cole McCall fills his days with computer codes and his free time working the family’s cattle ranch. Blaming himself for his wife’s death, he’s become hard and bitter. When his visiting former neighbor sets out to delete the firewall around his heart, he discovers there’s no protection against the Jordan virus. Though she understands his pain and reawakens his soul, will it be enough for Cole to overcome his past and embrace their fated hearts?






“I hope you know what you’re doing, Jordan. My brother doesn’t have the same sense of humor as before. In fact, the hay in the loft has more humor than Cole. He’s fresh out.”

“Don’t you think it’s high time we rectified that?” She patted Connor’s arm. “I’ve only been here a few hours, and I’m already tired of Attila No Fun.”

He brought them to a halt and grinned. “Well, here’s your chance. This is his office. Holler if you need me. I’ll be just down the end of the hall.”

“Will do. Thanks.” She raised on tiptoes and kissed his handsome cheek. Damn, the man was tall. He had to be close to six-four. “Don’t work too hard.”

“Never.” He winked, then disappeared into his office.

Time to push some buttons. She turned back to Cole’s door, squared her shoulders and knocked.


She snickered and entered, shutting the door behind her. “You forgot, where, when, who, why, and how.”


He threw his pen down on the desk and hit her with so much fury in his gaze, she nearly stumbled backward.

“Is there a reason you’re here bugging me when I’m trying to work?”

She crossed the room on shaky legs and dropped into the leather chair in front of his oak desk. “You want the long list or the short list?”

“I don’t want any.” He glared.  “Get out.”

“No can do, McCall. That’s not on my list.”

“Jordan.” He pushed back from the desk. “So help me, if you don’t—”

“Wow. Did you know the vein in your neck bulges when you’re angry? You should do something about that.” She shook her head and clasped her hands in an attempt to hide her trembling fingers.

He closed his eyes and sucked in a long breath.

“That’s better. Deep, cleansing breaths.”

His eyes snapped open. “You’re still here?”

She laughed. “Yes. You can’t will me away, Cole. You know that.”

“Damn nuisance.” He straightened in his seat, folded his hands on the desk, and stared her in the eye. “What do I have to do to get you to leave?”

“Just talk.”

“Good. We did, now go.” He turned dismissively back to his computer monitor.

“No, I mean talk about you.” She crossed her legs and straightened her blouse.

“Sorry, sweetheart. That’s not what you said. Now, kindly get the hell out of my office so I can get back to work.”

No way. With her heart hammering out of control, she leaned closer. “Are you working on a game?”

“No.” He leaned closer, too. “It’s a photo’s program. Can I please get back to it now?”

“Soon, but first I wanted to tell you I was sorry about Bess.”

Okay, that came out clumsy.

Still, she’d expect him to react with sadness, grief, pain, even anger, but the unbridled fury reddening his face was bad. Very bad.

“For the love of Texas! Go!” He shot to his feet, rounded the desk, and glowered down at her.

Holy cow.

She rose and ordered her body to remain steady despite his murderous gaze.

Chest to chest, she stared up at him, refusing to show fear. “Look, Cole. I just want you to know I’m here if you need to talk.”

Tight lips and flared nostrils relayed his rage while the rapid, single blink of his eyes gave away his unease.

If he was uncomfortable with her being so close, why didn’t he step back? What was she saying? That would force him to show weakness, and heaven forbid the mighty Cole McCall should act human.

“I don’t want to talk,” he ground out through clenched teeth.

“Well, you know where to find me if you do,” she said, ignoring the warning voice in her head. “I can help with Bess—”

“I don’t need help with Bess! I need help with my program. So get the hell out of here, Jordan! Now!” Fisted knuckles cracked at his sides.

Sorrow, painful and deep, funneled into her heart. My God, he’s a mess. She had to convey some warmth to him.

Taking her life in her hands, she touched his arm. “I hate to see you like this, Cole. Just remember I have a good ear.”

“Fine. Duly noted.” Strong fingers clamped tightly around her wrist and pulled her to the door. “Now, kindly leave, and take your good ear with you.”

She snorted into a laugh. “You made a joke, Cole. Good for you.”

“Yeah, hurray for me. Now, leave.”

She sandwiched his hand between hers and squeezed. Let me in, she willed, staring into his cold gaze, hoping some of her compassion reached past the dark pit where he dwelled.

“Please, I can help you…” Her voice trailed off, leaving the ball in his court.

He volleyed. “I’m fine. Now, leave me the hell alone.” Yanking free, he glowered before throwing the door open. “Good night, Jordan.”

What he’d really meant was good riddance. She smiled. Too bad.

The devil inside made her stand tall, lean in and place a noisy, wet kiss on his taut cheek. “Night, McCall.”



About the Author


Donna Michaels is an award winning, New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of Romaginative fiction. Her hot, humorous, and heartwarming stories include cowboys, men in uniform, and some sexy, primal alphas. With a husband in the military fulltime, and a household of nine, she never runs out of material. From short to epic, her books entertain readers across a variety of sub-genres, and one is even being hand drawn into a Japanese translations.


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To learn more about Donna Michaels and her books, or to join her mailing list, visit www.DonnaMichealsAuthor.com






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