BLADE—tough, tender and temperamental. Slow to anger, fast with a gun and no slouch with women. A man tempered by the West, dangerous living and a perpetual gamble with death.THE WOMEN—the Indian girl: lovely waif of a grisly massacre. The Mexican girl: mettlesome as a thoroughbred filly and heiress to half New Mexico. Both of them more desirable than the women of men's dreams.THE KILLERS—drawn to gold like steel to a magnet, blind to mercy, indifferent to death, they plundered the living and the dead. The scourge of the West.First in the series from the author of the STORM Family; SAM SPUR and McALLISTER

It was not McAllister's speed with a gun – nor his accuracy. It was his infernal luck. The way he walked away alive from every fight.Brennan was nervous. He had come to Black Horse to kill. And McAllister was wearing the sheriff's badge.At stake was the life of a newspaperman who opposed the land-grabbing ranchers. Also the safety of his beautiful daughter ... and the future of the terrorized small farmers.But the hired assassin and the lawman had one thing in common – a passion for horses. And it was McAllister's plan to bait his trap by staging the greatest horse-race the West had ever known ...

They gambled bloodily with the lives of innocent men and women... They used mayhem and murder to fulfil their ambitions. The prize in their deadly gamble was the Territory of Arizona. Law and order rested in the hands of Joe Blade, lovely Charity Clayton and veteran scout George McMasters. The Tucson Ring had penetrated all walks of life in the Territory. Only two men and a woman stood between them and power.

When McAllister caught the killer Joe Lessing and got him put in the pen for life, Joe's gang swore vengeance. They set out to hunt McAllister down, tracking him night and day through the wild desert of Arizona.They were a real wild bunch, tough, ruthless and hell-bent on feeding Rem McAllister enough lead to make him stay down for good. But, even with odds of six to one, they found McAllister a real hard man to bushwhack ...

He had a federal warrant for a man who had committed an unknown crime. So McAllister set out to do what he was hired for.Well, he tried but the tables were turned on him: his horses were stolen, a confrontation with the Apache and became involved in a revolution of unprecedented ferocity.McAllister hated to be mystified even more than he hated to be suckered and he had a sneaking suspicion that he was being suckered. 'All I want is my horses and to ride back into good old Texas, eat a good meal and sink a bottle of whiskey.'But before that, McAllister needed every ounce of courage and his gun skills when he found himself staring into the eyeless sockets of death.

McAllister had finally struck it lucky.Gold is where you find it. Nobody knew where old Whiskey Joe had found his. But there were a good many hard-cases who wanted to know. And they were ready to go to any lengths to get their hands on it.McAllister intended to stop them...They knew that McAllister was tough, capable and incorruptible. They also knew that many men before had tried to kill him. But he was only one man, and some day his luck had to run out – hadn't it?

VENGEANCE. That was All Rem McAllister had on his mind.His wife had been foully raped and murdered by a band of convicts escaped from Yuma Penitentiary, they also killed his hired hand.McAllister and his stepson, Pepe, vowed to avenge their deaths and were prepared to hunt down the guilty men across three States into the impenetrable brush-country of Texas. They face a desperate bunch of cunning, ruthless animals in human form. Each man—Dean Rockwell, the Yuma Kid, Frankie Rosco, Hank Doofay and Art Ryker would face McAllister's justice, with no thought to preserve his own skin.

Doke Struther had checked in his gun for a bottle of whiskey and looked like he would not survive. That was until Joe Blade came along asking for help in getting two beautiful women to Denver in one piece. But Harry Lister and his a bunch of murdering hardcases are after the women and their gold. An explosive mixture if ever there was—can they survive the blast?

Vengeance —for his friend, shot down right in front of his eyes. Vengeance —against the toughest, cruellest, all-fired meanest operator the West had ever seen, a man who took what he wanted just whenever he wanted it. Gold, other men's lives, control of a whole damn; town, he grabbed it all. Rem McAllister set out to avenge his friend and clean up the town. All he had to fight with were his two fists, his gun —and his courage. But these were weapons McAllister knew how to handle better than any man around...

The sheriff was a violent, crooked man. He traded - in death, and always showed a profit. His mine in the Arizona hills was a kind of hell on earth, guarded by hardbitten desperadoes. All around lurked the deadly Apache, as lethal and quick to strike as rattlers. Somewhere in the mine was McAllister's friend. He had to be busted loose before it was too late. McAllister, armed with his gun and his iron nerves, smashed in... Another rapid-fire Rem McAllister adventure from the master of authentic Western excitement, Matt Chisholm.

Week in and week out, McAllister remorselessly followed his quarry across the Wind River Country and down into the arid flats of the Humboldt Basin.Their final duel would be a clash of giants, one master pitting his skill against another's. For they were two men at the peak of their professions—one a lawman, the other a thief and killer.Cunning against cunning...Gun against gun ...Totally without pity.

When the white men slaughtered Indians, it was called a victory. But when the Indians killed whites, that was a massacre. To be on the safe side, the whites called every Indian a 'hostile'. And when you were a hostile, not even the Stars and Stripes flying over your camp could save you from packs of hunting soldiers. McAllister had a whole band of Cheyenne on his conscience. On him depended whether they lived or died. Brevington was a preacher and a soldier – so he fought against the Indians, and he prayed against them too. Wild Bill Hickok never forgot a debt, and he owed McAllister considerably. When they met, two great legends of the Old West came together. And when they both encountered Brevington, they would add even more to their legends ...

McAllister, wild and tough as the land that bred him, was hunting a man who owed him a life. He trailed him from the dusty Mexican border to the wide plains of Nebraska. If he had to, he'd hunt him for another year — and another after that. He'd keep after him until he finally tracked him down. And killed him. Another McAllister adventure with all the controlled violence of a frontier. 45 from master Western-writer Matt Chisholm.

Someone had given the unknown cowboy a rough ride. When Sam Spur found him, sprawled unconscious on the prairie, his hair was matted and filthy, his face bloody, his breathing shallow. With Spur's help the unknown made a painful comeback, told his story, and the two of them set out on a vengeance ride that has become a classic of the West.

BORN TO DIE A SUCKER'S DEATHAs the man threw a leg over the sill of the window, Jody shot him through the body. The rifle hit the ground and the man smashed back into the house.More gunfire fractured the hot and dusty air. This time it was the sheriff who was hit: he'd run from cover into the bullet-thick street.'My God,' thought Jody. 'I'm all alone!'FINAL BOOK IN THE SERIES