Ranch Ridge: Winner Takes All

Wrangling Rights
Tie 'em up and get them excited.

They, ride harder than they rough house.

These sons of gun cowboys don't mess around for sport.

Ranch Ridge and Angler's Academy had a rivalry that went back decades.

Hartley had 3 passions in life. Their names were Blaze Wade, Dusty Sheppard, and Wyatt Collins.

These men were on bended knees for their women. When the rivals come collecting on a debt, no one is going to stand in their way.

A bond is about to be broken; riding bulls and wrestling steers couldn't be prepared for this rodeo type.

May the strongest survive, or at least the one who can last the longest

Rodeo Seconds

The victory was supposed to be ours.

Instead, we let pride take us for a ride.

Our devotion wasn't going to flee, even if our cowgirl Queen did.

Our brotherhood felt the pressure to collapse; those Anglers think they've got the upper hand. But they won't see us coming for what has always been ours.

What happens when the billionaire boys come to play with the millionaire men?

Hold onto your hats, and buckle your belts; our boots are about to get real dirty.

Roping Hearts

Queen of her cowboys, Hartley has been flirting with mischievous knowledge.

Blaze, Dusty, and Wyatt were going to teach me one final lesson. 

We belonged to the same blood, and our names forever etched on the broken-down barn. 
But I held a new secret up my sleeve; it turns out they aren't the only ones who prove to be winners. Their titles, their treasures, well, it won't be hard to cover up this bundle of joy when they find out we've created our most outstanding trophy. Keeping it under lock and key this long hasn't been easy; in fact, it's been rough and sweaty.

I hope when my men find out, they don't give me too bad of a spanking. 

Call me scandalous, but I always did like it when they licked my wounds.

Legend Rounds

"Do we have any rodeo fans out in the audience tonight?"
The feeling is electric when the lights go down and a spotlight shows up for you.
Fans start screaming your name like a saving grace on a hot day on the farm.
I've become relentless in my search for satisfaction.
All waiting for the moment, the announcer's voice booms, declaring I am the world champion.
Every year feels the same, but I know I hunger for more.
We weren't supposed to be each other's forever, but the more I quench my thirst with her.
I know I won't be satisfied until she is mine, and my title claims her as well.

Who said nice guys can't finish first?
Jethro Wynn is going to demand a final victory when it comes to love.