Piccadilly: 657 books

Ballard and McCall were in Texas, working for Henry Conway, an old friend of Ballard’s, on Conway’s Lazy-C. But trouble was brewing as Yancey Merrick, owner of the big Diamond-M, kept pushing to expand his empire. Then Harry Conway, Henry’s son, was run through the brasada thicket before being...

Nothing in Sheriff Frank Gaylord’s background had ever prepared him for this. Pushing forty years of age, but still strong and fast with a gun, Gaylord truly believed he’d done a good job in Colter County. But there was talk behind his back. Talk about how he was secretly on the payroll of the...

Waco was a product of the times. Left an orphan in a Waco Indian attack on a wagon train, he grew up among the large family of an impoverished rancher. Although treated as one of the family, some urge set him drifting at the age of thirteen. Even then he carried a gun, a battered but operational old...

“Nobody does what they did to Rancho Bravo and gets away with it. Not while I’m alive.” Killraine had killed men before. He had been a captain in the Union Army. But he had never had a passion for killing. Then Jethro Lawrence and his band of thieving cutthroats ambushed the Rancho Bravo wagons...

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...

Frank Angel is back!The Department of Justice wanted Yancey Blantine badly! The killer and his renegade crew had wiped out a town and slaughtered everyone in it, before running for the shelter of Mexico. The Attorney-General gave the order to follow Blantine’s trail and bring him in alive. He knew...

Clay Taggart ran a palm over his right shoulder and wished he was able to understand the Apache. For all he knew they might be discussing how to dispose of him. The pair by the spring hadn’t stopped glaring at him from the moment he’d seen them. He suspected that if he turned his back on them...

Taggart was an outcast hated by his enemies and feared by all others. Now the twelve S.O.B.s who has left him swinging from a rope were the only reason he had for living. Together with his renegade warriors, he’d have his revenge. One by one, he’d hunt the yellow-bellies down. One by one, he’d...

After a band of bushwhackers tried to string him up, it seemed that everyone in the Arizona Territory was out for Clay Taggart’s scalp. Taggart could handle the wealthy S.O.B. who paid to see him swing and the ruthless backshooters he hired; he could even dodge the bluecoats who were ordered to...

Taggart’s quest for revenge had made settlers in the territory hate him as much as the tribe of Indians who had saved him. But for every enemy Taggart left to feed the desert scavengers, another—like the bloodthirsty army scout Quick Killer—wanted to send him to hell. Quick Killer was half Indian,...

Forced into taking a job he didn’t want, Savage rode into a desert swarming with hostile Yavapai Indians. His mission—to find a psychotic, half-breed killer named Rios. Then Fate stepped in and dealt him a whole new hand. Savage was taken captive a small band of rebels, for whom the Civil War...

Ben Garrett was serving time in the Julesburg Pen for a robbery he’d played no part in. And when a signed confession that could have freed him was stolen from Wells Fargo, it seemed to Ben that his last chance to clear his name had been stolen right along with it. So Ben threw in with a pair of...

To the Kiowas a white buffalo was a sign of plenty. Only a name-warrior must kill it and even then a medicine-man had to perform the sacred rites over the hide within a prescribed time or all benefits would be lost. The fact that Luke Crammer had slaughtered a white buffalo could easily launch a full-scale...

In every democracy the laws for the protection of the innocent allows loopholes through which the guilty can slip... The Governor of Texas decided that only unconventional methods could cope with the malefactors who slipped through the meshes of the law and so was formed a select group of Texas...