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His father was Sam Ysabel, a wild Irish Kentuckian who’d come to Texas in the early days and rode as scout to Jim Bowie. His mother was the daughter of Chief Longwalker and his French Creole squaw. That dangerous mixture of bloods produced a son who inherited the sighting eye of an eagle from the sure-shooting, rifle-toting Kentuckian stock. His full name was Loncey Dalton Ysabel. Most men knew him as…the Ysabel Kid.

When Colin Farquharson refused to sell the horse called Mogollon to Beatrice, Vicomtesse de Brioude, her husband swore to make him change his mind. To help him enforce his will upon the Scot, the Vicomte had a bunch of hired killers and a dozen cavalrymen commanded by an ambitious lieutenant besotted by the voluptuous Vicomtesse. Against them, the Scot had ten Mexican mesteneros and three Texas cowhands not yet twenty years of age.

There were problems to be solved before that became true: where to sell the cattle which swarmed across the Texas ranges and how to get them to the market; also whether sufficient longhorns could be delivered at one time to make a long journey to a market profitable. Charles Goodnight thought he had the answers and aimed to prove it. Backed by Ole Devil Hardin’s already legendary floating outfit, he set off with 3,500 head of cattle for distant Fort Sumner. With Dusty Fog as his segundo, Goodnight meant to deliver his herd and so pave the way for Texas to grow from hide and horn.

In wide-open Arizona, outlaws run rampant since the authority of the local marshal ends at his town's borders. A different breed of peace officer is needed, and rancher Bentram Mosehan has accepted the responsibility of organizing a new Arizona State Police force. He's looking for men who are brave, honest, and lightning fast with a six-gun—talents that a drifter named Waco and his amigo, Doc Leroy, possess in abundance.

The Flores brothers thought they were very smart. Vicious, evil bandidos, they laughed at the law. They laughed, too, when they first saw Colin Farquharson, for they had never come across a kilted Scotsman before. “What is it, a man or woman?” one of them whooped. Seconds later Adàn Flores lay dead, and though he escaped immediate retribution, from then on the Flores gang had one idea in mind—the killing of Colin Farquharson.

Colonel Charles Goodnight believed that cattle could be driven to the railroad in Kansas and sold for high prices to supply people in the East with beef.Not everybody approved of Goodnight’s idea. The owners of hide and tallow factories could buy all the cattle they wanted at between one and four dollars. If he should succeed, their vast profits would be brought to an end.

The cities of the Eastern states were hungry for beef. The problem was how to get it to them. Colonel Charles Goodnight had a plan that might work—if he had all the luck he needed. Things seemed to be going well, especially with the Floating Outfit on his side—Mark Counter, the Ysabel Kid, and Dusty Fog, the small Texan who walked tall. But what Goodnight didn’t need was an enemy like John Chisum....

In 1864, Captain Jeff Savage was tasked to find Carver's Raiders, a ruthless bunch of killers who blasted a bloody path through the Shenandoah Valley. The mission was a failure and Carver escaped with a handful of men. Two years later John Carver has raised his head once more when he and his gang of killers robbed a bank in Summerton, Texas, and a bloodbath ensued. During the violent exchange, a young woman is taken captive - Savage's wife, Amy.

All Laramie Davis wanted was a hot meal. What he got was a plate full of trouble. It started with the killing of a Deputy Sheriff in Rock Springs and went downhill from there. Laramie tangled with outlaws, blood hungry Indians, and a murderous posse led by a family of killers. Before it was over, many men would die.

Things were bad in Arizona when the Rangers were formed. Killers, hold-up gangs, and rustlers were overrunning the state and getting away with it, and all because there were no real lawmen to bring them to justice. So when cattle boss Bertram Mosehan decided to form the Rangers, he was looking for a special breed of man. Tough. Tenacious. Incorruptible. And handy with a gun.

When Jim Green signed on as foreman of the Slash 8, the smell of range war was already in the air. Then, the Slash 8’s owner was bushwacked, and with its back to the wall, Green’s fighting crew made its declaration: Stay off the Slash 8 range - or stay on it - permanent! Green knew that when a showdown came, it would come with blazing guns. He was ready for that. What his embattled riders didn’t know was that down in Texas he was known by another name - Sudden.

Halliday was minding his own business when he rode straight into a shooting match between a pair of youngsters and a bunch of seasoned gunmen. The contest was so uneven that he just couldn’t pass on by, so he took a hand...and soon found himself caught up in the middle of a bitter range war. Donna Heller and her hair-trigger kid brother Kip were struggling to hold their ranch against cattleman Nathan Dean. Dean wanted their land and had hired a whole passel of gunfighters to make sure he got it.

They were an odd pair, the one-time Union captain and the former Confederate sergeant. They’d fought each other during the Battle of Pea Ridge...and then ended up fighting shoulder to shoulder when a common enemy showed his face. Bo Rangle, leader of the guerilla force known as Rangle’s Raiders, took advantage of the slaughter to steal what the two opposing forces had been fighting for - 200,000 dollars’ worth of Confederate gold.

The gunrunners started a blazing fire in West Texas and Laramie Davis was hired to extinguish the flames. The Winchesters they supplied to the Apaches would ignite a full scale Indian war if they weren't stopped. The trail took Laramie from Fort Smith to a town called Hades. And from there it turned into a quest for revenge that even Laramie might not survive.

Blake Durant finds himself hunted by a town marshal and a vicious prison guard - and both want to see him swing from the gallows. To prove his innocence, Blake has to make his way back to the roadhouse to find someone to vouch for him - but all he finds when he gets there is more bodies in this Western adventure.

Following the death of its guide, a wagon train bound for Gun Creek had stalled outside the small town on Conchita. But when Shane Preston and Jonah Jones rode in on the trail of the scar-faced man Shane had sworn to kill, wagon master Huston Whittaker saw an answer to their problems. Whittaker was an old friend of Shane’s, and when he asked for help in getting his emigrants to their destination, the black-clad gunfighter and his crusty old sidekick couldn’t refuse. The trail ahead was going to be mighty hard, though.

Trouble was brewing in the town of Harmony. Into this explosive situation rode Hank Brazos and Duke Benedict. With a thin bankroll, they were looking to earn some fast money to continue their hunt for a Civil War guerilla who’d killed their comrades and stolen a fortune in Confederate gold, a fortune they themselves planned to get their hands on. So Brazos pinned on the sheriff’s badge in return for a hundred dollars a month, and soon found himself taking his responsibilities more seriously than he’d thought possible!

The Homestead Act allowed nesters to move onto open range and build new lives for themselves. But for the cattlemen - and Linc Boormann in particular - it meant giving up land he had previously used, free of charge, to feed and house his vast herds. Boormann’s answer was simple...to run off the nesters by any means necessary, no matter how brutal. The merciless execution of one such nester brought wandering gunfighters Shane Preston and Jonah Jones to Wolf Valley, and the minute they arrived, open war was declared in no uncertain terms.

At first glance, Shane Preston and Jonah Jones were an odd pair - one a lean, quiet gunfighter; the other a feisty old-timer running to fat. But they shared a special bond and a common goal: to track down the man with the scarred faced who’d killed Shane’s wife. To do that, however, they needed money. So, they hired out their guns as trouble-busters and fought one deadly battle after another, always in the hope that their trail would eventually cross with that of Scarface.

"Well, what do you think?” he asked at last. “Of what?” “Of me. You’ve given me a good enough lookin’ over to be sure you know me next time.” “I think you’ve got broad shoulders and slim hips, stranger. But we both know that don’t make a man, don’t we?” Savage grinned, “Dead right, Scarlett, dead right.” She paused, “What are you called?” “Savage.”