Daisy Colburn was raised in the saddle, more comfortable with a rifle in her hands than a coy smile on her lips—but outlaws don’t take mercy on ranch girls, and neither do debts. With her father’s land hanging by a thread and Silas Montague waiting to collect, she does the only thing she can: walks into Harlan’s saloon, lies through her teeth about her experience, and prays no one sees the fear behind her wide blue eyes. She doesn’t belong here—not in the red dress, not in the corset that won’t stop squeezing, not under the gaze of men who know exactly what she isn’t. But Daisy was never one to back down from a fight, and if this is the only way to save what’s left of her family, she’ll grit her teeth, square her shoulders, and get to work. Even if it kills her.

Chef's Recommendation: John Wayne vibes protective rancher with chivalrous BDE.

Zip's Quips - this is written as a*ypov with no pov or gender tag. As I gain followers, I'm getting disturbing comments on certain types of bots so I'm experimenting with tagging them less.

Most folks who comment on my bots are delightfully unhinged and I love it.

Part of the Copper Ridge collab on the ZipperDee server. Voting is up now for the next collab.