John Benteen: 43 books

They called him Sundance. A big man with the bronzed face of a Cheyenne and a mane of yellow hair. He had ranged from Canada to Mexico, from the Mississippi to the Shining Mountains and west to the Pacific. He could take any man apart with rifle, pistol, knife—or Indian-style with bow, arrows, lance...

Kilpatrick fought drought, floods, rustlers and Indians as he trailed four-thousand head of longhorns the thousand miles from Texas to the Kansas railhead. But it was only when he finally hit the raw new town of Gunsight that his troubles really began. Gunsight had started life as a town where cattle...

A kill-crazy soldier of fortune named Cleve Buckner was recruiting an army of murderers, gunmen and deserters from all over Central America. With foreign money behind him, Buckner’s job was to wreck the Panama Canal before it could be completed. Fargo’s mission was to stop Buckner and eliminate...

Some folks swore that glory-seeking Pat Garrett never did gun down Billy the Kid in that darkened adobe house in New Mexico. Fargo never thought about it one way or the other, until a man with foxy eyes backed his argument with $25,000. For that kind of money, Fargo hoped Billy was alive and well,...

Fargo was after two things: a priceless cannon and a beautiful woman. But the only way to the Valley of the Skulls was through land so primitive that word of revolution would not have reached it. There was a reward out for him in Guatemala and there were the bandits in Yucatan, and they would have stalked him all the way, if they did not kill him for his guns and outfit first . . .

Fargo went to Manila on the promise of a high-paying job with plenty of action. Chinese businessman Jonathan Ching wanted him to transport a small fortune to an associate in Luzon. At once Fargo realized that missions didn’t come much tougher. If the jungle didn’t kill him first, then the murderous...

The Canfield clan, thirty strong, had left their North Carolina mountains and were raising hell in Texas. One of them had shot a Texas Ranger, and the Rangers had to bring in the killer. The last thing they wanted, though, was to start a feud where the Canfields and the lawmen had to kill each other...

Fargo, Neal Fargo - a true man of action. The Mexicans needed guns and Fargo needed money—so they made a deal. Getting the arms past the cavalry patrols along the border would take some doing, but Neal Fargo thought he could handle it. There might be a problem later with the Mexicans—you never...

Soldier of fortune Neal Fargo knew Lasher was behind attempts to wreck the MacKenzie logging operation. Lasher wanted the lush timberland known as the Wolf’s Head Tract for himself, and smashing MacKenzie was the first step in taking it. Teddy Roosevelt, Fargo’s old Rough Riders boss, had an interest...

Fargo went to Argentina for two reasons. The first was money – $20,000 – because he never sells his gun without getting paid in advance. Professional interest was the second reason; in his time, Fargo had picked up the tricks of his deadly trade by fighting Apaches, comancheros, Philippine insurectos,...

The East Texas oilfields came in with a boom. Rivers of money gushed from the ground. Along with the money came the speculators, the wheelers and dealers – and the killers. Fargo followed the money and excitement clear across Texas. Trouble is Fargo’s business – other people’s trouble. They...

A rogue ranger and a crooked lawyer were using loopholes in the law to buy up ancient Spanish land grants and to throw hundreds of people off their land. But they wanted to grab the de Cordoba’s land most of all because there was oil on it. Through a friend, Pancho Villa, they asked for Fargo’s help. They got it … but it was one of the toughest jobs he’d ever had to tackle.

Fargo was making good money running guns across the border to Pancho Villa. He didn’t give a damn about the Mexican Revolution, as long as the money was good. Then a dangerous Mexican-Irishman named Carlos O’Brien and a good-looking El Paso saloon girl came along and Fargo found himself facing...

Sam Ramsey was a loner. He didn’t need anything or anybody as long as he had his ranch—a place to breed and raise the sturdy little Morgan horses that were his whole life.But Sam lived in a time of violence; a time when bandits and cutthroats repeatedly swept across southwest Texas to plunder...