Wilder than Dodge City, Abilene, or even Tombstone, Canyon Diablo had no law because it tolerated no law. And to Grant Jerome, a wanted man, this seemed like a good thing. But Jerome soon learned that unless he was quick with his wits and even quicker with his gun, the outlaws who ran the town would never let him leave that hellish place alive.

    He's looking forward to an easy job, and then settling down for a bit. At least that’s the way he had it figured. What he hadn’t considered was how plans could change in a heartbeat, bringing him closer to deaths door than he ever wanted to be. Excerpt from Book 5: The Storm It was late afternoon of the first day and they were still several miles inside the Kansas border, when Clay found a place to camp for the night, near a small lake that would provide enough water for the herd. They would have to camp out in the open, but the weather was decent enough so that it shouldn’t be a problem. By tomorrow noontime, they should reach the Panhandle of Oklahoma where water was scarce. Clay didn’t want to push the herd too hard. He wanted them in good shape because it would be at least two more days before they could reach the Cimarron River and cattle don’t travel well without water. He figured they would lose a little weight during the three-hundred-and-fifty-mile drive, but once they got to his land, it wouldn’t take them long to put the weight back on. The White River ran through his property with several small tributaries, and there was plenty of tall grass. The cattle weren’t used to walking all day and were more than ready to settle down for the night when the time came. No one knew how Mrs. McIntyre did it, but that evening for supper, they feasted on corned beef and cabbage with soda bread and large slabs of butter, and blackberry pie. She’d seen some blackberries growing wild and since the herd was moving slow, she’d stopped and picked enough for six pies. “Ya know, boss,” Riley, a tall young man from Texas, said, “if this is the way we’re gonna eat, I don’t reckon you’ll ever be wantin’ fer hands. Women or not, this is the best trail drive I’ve ever been on, and if my work suits ya, I’ll be stayin’ on when we get to yer ranch.” Riley was young, just seventeen, but he’d been around cattle drives most of his young life and he knew his business. Clay was lucky to have him. Young he might be, but Clay was guessing the young man would ride for the brand, should trouble arise. Clay looked out across the herd and watched as his men worked the cattle. There was a mixture of ages, which was good as far as he was concerned. The men new to this kind of work would learn from the more experienced riders. Colleen blushed and waved the end of her apron at him. “Ah, go on with ya now. You and yer silver tongue. Ah man works hard, he needs ah good meal, that’s all.” Bert took his slice of blackberry pie and backed away, saying, “Yes ma’am. Whatever you say, ma’am.” After the evening meal, Cindy brought out her guitar and sat on the tailgate of the wagon and to everyone’s surprise, began to strum a slow, song of home. Then she began to sing and as if by magic, the cattle settled down. Singing was what cowboys did while riding night herd to help keep the cattle calm, but none of them had a voice as soothing as Cindy McIntyre. Clay had just poured himself a cup of coffee and was enjoying Cindy’s singing, when a young man came riding up to the camp and got down. He took a double take when he saw the two women, then spied Clay and walked up to him. “Mister Brentwood?” Clay smiled. He was just a boy, no more than fourteen and dressed in town clothes. “Sorry son, but I got all the wranglers I need. The boy grinned. “I’m not a cowboy, sir. I’m Ben Masterson and I work for the railroad. I’m training to be a telegraph operator.”

    Marshal, into the fray. Vicious, selfish, and desperate men own Nevada’s capitol city sheriff, and pay handsomely members of the legislature to get their way. Death rides the sagebrush range, and Chance gets help from the Virginia City sheriff.

    It ran straight south from Caldwell, Kansas to Fort Reno, I.T., then down through the Cheyenne and Comanche and Kiowa lands, crossing the Red River into Bowie, Texas. It was a line on the map, a demarcation. West of it no law existed, only outlaws. On trails out there, outlaws put notes on trees and posts to let lawmen know they'd be killed if they continued their pursuits west of the Dead Line.In the storied times of the American West, in what was called Indian Territory, no place came close to matching the dangers and mortality U.S.marshals faced doing their jobs. Those who survived became titans in the legends of the West, particularly one man called Bass Reeves. These stories are fiction; the encounters this lawman faced, and The Dead Line, were not.

    The thirty-five-year-old lawman has several gunfights under his belt and the scars to show for it. He has dealt with tough cases and tougher crooks with no problems. When multiple murders occur, he finds himself heading a serial sex murderer task force that is statewide. Jack is divided between enforcing the law and vengeance, and things spin beyond his control—almost. Jack has to decide between right and wrong in order to determine what to do about it…

    By its third year, the war had already produced tails of brothers and friends meeting on the field of battle wearing different uniforms. Often those encounters ended in tragedy, where one man would spend his hours with ghosts and nightmares, and the other in a cold shallow grave. This story concerns two longtime friends, both new to America from across the sea. Captain Riley Blue, a Confederate cavalry officer finds his boyhood friend washed ashore from a destroyed Union gunboat. The brief artillery battle which sunk Padrick Haggerty’s gunboat had cost Cpt. Blue his horse, his hearing, contact with his company, and for a while his senses. When the smoke and his mind had cleared, Riley knew he couldn’t be responsible for his friend sitting out the war in a hell hole prisoner of war camp. Riley Blue knew he could be shot as a deserter if he was captured by his own forces, and shot as a spy if captured by the Union forces. He also knew the nearest safe haven for his friend, Paddy, was hundreds of miles away.

    Jack Bell refused to take the oath from the Yankees at Bennett Place. Instead, he stole a Union Cavalry horse and made his way South, toward a home that didn’t feel like home.When the beautiful daughter of a former slave steals Jack’s heart, he thinks he might put down roots in South Carolina.But he soon learns that the grudges from the war did not die with Lee’s surrender.So the Confederate cavalry lieutenant known to his men as “Hell’s Bell” decides to set out to the one place where he thinks he can make a life for himself: his father’s North Texas farm at the junction of the Washita and Red River.But the ghosts that haunt Jack Bell at Two Rivers Station are more real, and more dangerous, than anything he might have faced back east. If Jack Bell can make peace with the past and secure a future for himself, he is going to have to do it behind a Henry rifle and a Yankee badge. If you love traditional old Westerns full of gunsmoke and horses, men with badges and the women who love them, outlaws with six-shooters and masks, all under a big Texas sky, then you’ll love REDEMPTION AT TWO RIVERS STATION. Get it now and fall in love again with the Old West!

    Either that, or he'll lose everything he holds dear. Cimarron Jack Wheatley is just wrapping up a tremendously successful first tour with his very own highly acclaimed "Real Wild West Extravaganza" when his show is stricken by a rapid succession of oddly coincidental setbacks--injuries, formerly satisfied troupe members suddenly quitting, and then a catastrophic train wreck. It soon becomes apparent that Jack isn't simply experiencing a run of bad luck. Someone aims to ruin the business he's invested his entire life into--and to end his life if he puts up a fight. Now, everything that Cimarron Jack is supposed to have represented as a symbol of Wild West heroism in the show, he must actually be, in the deadly reality of chasing down answers and outlaws. "It is a true western novel, folks, the kind for which our trusted author is known. Great plot with lots of twists and action!" --PCW, Amazon Customer "...a 'can't miss' for the Western genre enthusiast!!" --Mustang Mike, Amazon Customer "Maybe my favorite book I've read all year!" --Eric Lancaster, Author of To Hell on a Fast Horse"

    Thomas, WL Cox, and Duane Boehm filled with action, adventure and plot twists such as C. K. Crigger, Chet Cunningham, and A.H Holt! This is a book that is filled with crime, corruption and a lot of crime to clean up! A Sheriff always catches the bad man, even if the man he is chasing is a dangerous killer. One highly skilled Sheriff called Luke Pressor finds himself at a settlement called Solution with problems to solve, killers to fight and a lot of action to take care of. This exciting new Western from john D. Fie. Jr takes the reader on a one-man rampage as a Sheriff cuts through crime to get a job done. But what is it about Solution that changes this rugged Lawman to change his ways?

    it was just getting started.  Confederate war hero Clayton Wallace earned a taste for justice on the battlefield.But... his taste for revenge was learned as a boy in Snake Bend, Texas.His pregnant sister was murdered in front of him by August Graves, her evil, abusive husband who's gone unpunished all these years.Clay is about to change that. .Fighting for justice is never easy though.Especially...1- Now that August is mayor and2- His brother, Lloyd, is sheriff.They rule Snake Bend with an iron fist and show mercy to no one..But it's not just Clay who the bloodthirsty mayor wants dead, it's the entire Apache population. August and Lloyd will kill anyone who gets in their way, women and children included..The Indians have been waiting for a hero to lead them to victory, and Clay is it.Clay has spent his life waiting for revenge, and he won't leave Texas without it.A new battle is coming, and Clay is ready.But when the bullets start flying, will he make it out alive, or will justice die with him?. Buy now to find out...."This book caught me in the first chapter and held me there all the way to the end! A rough and tumble real western! " - Charlene Amazon Reviewer ★★★★★."You couldn't help feeling like you were there with the characters and on the edge of your seat waiting to see what would happen next. " - Deban Amazon Reviewer ★★★★★."The book is a true western. Joseph Powell is a new author to me but I look forward to reading more of his books." - MJ Amazon Reviewer ★★★★★

    The journey allows for a visit with Jeremiah's only living relative, his sister. Jeremiah finds himself obligated to make and keep another promise that sets the trio on the trail West, and that journey sees them join up with a wagon train of settlers and missionaries searching for a new land and a new life. But tragedy strikes and everyone must learn to survive against the trials and challenges of the life-threatening wilderness of the West. The long trip across the plains give the mountain men challenges never before imagined, but with the added resolve of determined settlers, the journey continues to Fort William where the group divides to seek their own futures. Yet the ultimate goal of being reunited with the one woman that truly stirs Jeremiah's heart and give meaning to life, is realized as the journey for the traveling companions ends as they reach the Summer camp of the Arapaho, the second family to Jeremiah.

    The excitement never slows; outlaws; Indians; a passenger who turns out to be a thief; gunfights; getting lost in the desert, etc. It seems that wherever Colter goes, trouble follows. However, he’s a very resourceful character who can handle anything that comes his way. Although the story-line is fairly traditional, the main characters and some of the events are not. Colter is quite unusual for his time His appearance, personality, style of dress and the equipment and weapons he carries are very unique. He smokes a pipe and loves his coffee, and he is continually making something to suit his needs from what he has on hand. He has a unique rapport with his horse that is exciting, interesting and very often humorous, while his weapons and knowledge of hand-to-hand combat make for some exciting fight scenes. This is not just another “Western”. It has humor, romance and suspense scenes that will keep a reader’s heart pounding. The dialog and the never-ending excitement make a story that is hard to put down.

    Now why don’t you let them be, and I’ll buy you a glass of milk.” “You should really mind your own business, mister,” Red hissed. “Now I call that pretty bold talk for a man not carrying a gun.” Tom’s finger tips drummed against the side of his holster. “Who says I ain’t?” Red’s eyes were wide as saucers and his lower jaw jutted out. “What’s your name, friend?” Tom loudly asked the man in the noose. While trying to maintain his balance on tiptoes, Ed answered, “Ed Tew.”

     Ranch hand Samson Stockton and Sheriff Amis were almost at the town’s borders, both of them on their horses and loaded with guns and ammunition. Samson had his Smith & Wesson New Model 3, as well as a Colt Frontier, chambered for the .44-40 Winchester. The sheriff also carried two Colt Peacemakers on him, and an old Sharps ’67. Between them, they had enough rounds to take out a small village, even though Samson would do anything to avoid a fight at that point. They were simply trying to find their hideout – Stels McHuay’s hideout – so that they could come up with a plan. McHuay and his gang are ruthless with a simple plan: kidnapping and violating young women. The women’s pleas and cries mean nothing to the gang, not when they can smell the money that the women can bring them. When Samson gets in McHuay’s way, McHuay sees only one way to get what he wants. He must have Samson killed. But Samson has help from the brave though inexperienced sheriff, as well as from a young, feisty lady Avie Hearst.

    But none of their crimes were as heinous as the brutal murder of Mary Beth Tall Dog and the kidnapping of her young daughter. Gathering a group of hardened men as a posse, Deputy U.S. Marshal Hayden Tilden sets out to face the vicious foes in a fight for right—and his very own life . . .Praise for Lawdog: The Life and Times of Haydon Tilden“Lawdog should assume its rightful place beside other Western classics.” —Peter Brandvold, author of Once Hell Freezes Over“Lawdog has it all. I couldn’t put it down.” —Jack Ballas, author of West of the RiverAbout the Author:J. Lee Butts is the author of 22 published books and numerous magazine articles and short works. Brotherhood of Blood was runner-up for the Western Writers of America Spur Award in 2005. He’s worn many hats over the years (teacher, administrator, pool manager, IBM supervisor, and western author), and he and his late wife lived everywhere from Los Angeles to Dallas. Currently he’s hanging those hats back in White Hall, Arkansas.