The platoon passed through the lines and the GI's looked at them in awe. The word had spread like wildfire across the island that one platoon had met the spearhead of the Japanese attack and beaten them back, got surrounded, and fought free. The soldiers looked at them and could see that they'd been through hell. They were ragged and bloody ... and they looked ready to do it all again."Boy," said one young marine, gazing in admiration, "they look like one bunch of butchers, don't they?""I wonder how they did it?" said another marine standing nearby."I'm not sure I want to know..."

For twelve years he rode as an officer of the United States Army. For one year he served as an apprentice warrior of the Apaches. Torn between two loyalties, Nathanial Barrington prays he has found the peace he sought for so long. By the side of Clarissa, his star-crossed mate, he marks his stake as a rancher on land no one else dares claim, deep in Apache territory. But Barrington's respite is short-lived. For the Apache nation is caught between the pincers of the bluecoats from the north and the Mexicans from the south.And under the fiery leadership of Geronimo, Barrington's brother warrior, the tribe is ready to break free. Bloodshed, abduction, and revenge strike close to Barrington's home and heart.Now, taking the name Sunny Bear, the White Apache Nathanial Barrington will don the skin of a cougar and venture out on a hunting foray that will leave him prey to every man's greatest fear ... Night of the Cougar. The spectacular sixth and...

Death is what life is all about ...It's hot in the jungle. And with the Rat Bastards, what's hot becomes sheer hell. Prison can slow them down. Women can make them happy. But it's killing that keeps them going. In the jungle, every shadow, every noise can mean friend — or foe. They shoot first and ask questions never. For them, the war is always just beginning ...

IF WAR IS HELL, THESE GUYS WOULD HATE HEAVEN! When you want to win a battle, you get real men. When you want to win a war, you get The Rat Bastards. When they're not fighting among themselves, they're tearing raw, living chunks out of the enemy. Nothing — not death lurking in the jungle, not the wrath of a raging river — can stop the killer squad they call The Rat Bastards.

The year was 1846-and the great American Southwest was the prize in an epic conflict. The U.S. Army and the army of Mexico met in a battle that would shape the course of history, while the legendary Apache warrior chief Mangas Coloradas looked on, determined to defend his ancestral lands and age-old tribal traditions against either of the invaders or both. On this bloody battlefield young Lieutenant Nathanial Barrington faced his first great test of manhood...as he began a career that would take him to the heart of the conflict sweeping over the West from Texas to New Mexico...and plunge him into passions that would force him to choose between two very different frontier beauties. This enthralling first novel of The Apache Wars Saga captures the drama and real history of a struggle in which no side wanted to surrender...in a series alive with all the excitement and adventures of brave men and women-white and Native American-who decided the future of America.

Malaria can't slow them down. A stockade can't keep them penned up. Tanks can't stop them. They're the most blood-hungry platoon of killers in the jungle. The enemy fears them. Their own army hates them. When they're on their red meat rampage of terror, you'd better steer clear of The Rat Bastards!

As the "Apache Wars Saga" continues, the U.S. Army fights to tame the American Southwest, while the Apache fight for their survival. Torn between them is Captain Nathaniel Barrington, who left his cavalry troop to live among the Apache. Now with war about to break out between the states, and the fierce Cochise leading the war tribes, both Apache warrior and U.S. soldier would learn a lesson about each other that they would never forget ...

They're bad news wherever they go. It was the first of August, 1943, and the Twenty-third Infantry Regiment moved west through the jungle of New Georgia. Slogging their way through steaming jungles choked with blood, heading for the main military objective on the island, the Japanese airfield on Munda Point. Digging out from the stone-cold tunnels of an underground tomb. To them, death is just a sick joke — a joke played on anyone dumb enough to stand in their way. Nothing is more important to The Rat Bastards as winning.

The quiet of the jungle is shattered by a single command. The air fills with voices of death. A Texas cattle call. An Apache war whoop. A piercing scream of bloody blue murder. A killing chorus of zinging hot lead. A mighty green wave surges up the hill. The Rat Bastards are on the rampage, and what the enemy began, they are about to finish ...

Hell's First Team ...They crawl through the jungle. Claw through caves. Slog through swamps. Nothing can stop them. And every moment their minds are dominated by a single thought: kill, or die. They take the impossible jobs no ordinary outfit will touch. Because these aren't ordinary men. They're the toughest team in the Pacific War, the one the enemy fears most ... The Rat Bastards!

It's John Stone's first cattle drive, and it won't be an easy ride—especially since he's travelling with a band of vagabonds and desperadoes. But he'd brave anything to get one step closer to the women he loved and lost ...The journey over the Chisholm Trail is even more dangerous than he expected. Menaced by rustlers, a Comanche war party and one man with an insatiable thirst for vengeance, Stone fears his first cattle drive could also be his last ...