John Stone didn't expect too much from the Texas range—just the chance he'd be reunited with the only woman he ever loved. But that was before he laid eyes on Cassandra Whiteside, the beautiful mistress of the Triangle Spur ranch ... and a dead ringer for his long-lost Marie.It doesn't take long for Stone to get on the bad side of the old colonel who calls the Triangle Spur and Cassandra his private property. And after a wild night of salooning, Stone adds a pair of scheming cowhand...

Once, John Stone had everything a man could ever want: wealth, position and a woman who loved him. That was before the Civil War. Now he's lost his fortune and his fiancée has disappeared. With only his Colt, a picture of Marie and a mission – leaving him to roam the West until he finds the woman he loves. John Stone came to Dumont in search of his love. Instead, he found himself caught in the middle of a bloody war of revenge when Hank Dawon's son was found dead. Stone falls under suspici...

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 …

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 ...

THE FINAL BOOK IN THE SERIESThe burning quest that drives John Stone leads him to San Francisco—a crime-ridden city where he'll need more than his famed quick draw to keep himself alive. The trail of his long-lost Marie is hotter than ever—in more ways than one. What Stone learns about his woman sears through his soul like hot lead—and in the moment of Stone's weakness, a cold-hearted assassin pops up in his shadow. Stone's quest may end forever … in the silence of the grave …

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 …

HE PUT ON A TIN BADGEAND BACKED IT UP WITH HOT LEADWith six good men murdered in a single smoking night, Woodlawn was starting to feel more like a cemetery than a town. John Stone had no plans to stick around ... until the local killers sparked his wrath by gunning down his riding companion. Pinning on the tin star, Stone declares martial law. It's the bloodiest range war west of the Missouri. And Stone would rather die than declare a truce...

Sheriff Buck Rawlins was a hero … years ago. The next-to-last-thing he needed was a man like John Stone stopping a bank robbery single-handed, reminding folks what a real hero looked like. The last thing Rawlins needed was John Stone as his deputy.Now Stone is on the right side of the law, but the wrong side of the sheriff—with Deke Casey's outlaw gang gunning for him, it's a mighty dangerous place to be …Once, John Stone had everything a man could ever want: wealth, position...

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!

Fresh from the liberation of Paris, Sgt C. J. Mahoney hits the ground running in Patton's bloody assault on the Moselle River. With German guns selling death wholesale, it's Mahoney and his kill-crazy sidekick, Cranepool, swimming right into the teeth of the flying bullets. Destroying Nazis is easy meat when the brass let you go your own route. But this time Patton has played the wrong hand and the Sergeant is stuck on the wrong side of the river with the shells whistling, the Krauts count...

The enemy wants them dead. Their own side wants them to shape up. They're the Rat Bastards. They steal. Lie. Kill. And they never respect the rules. The stuntman. The Indian. The gangster. The bum. The most awesomely effective fighting team in the history of man-to-man mayhem. And now they're all that stands between the Japs and their plan to retake the bloody Pacific island of Bougainville.

In the early stages of the encounter, Sunny Bear avoided fighting with blue coated soldiers. Who are my people, he wondered, pistol in hand, as his horse skittered nervously. What should I do with myself?He knew that he looked like an Apache, and it wouldn't be surprising if somebody tried to kill him. As predicted, a blue coated corporal appeared out of the gun smoke and dust, riding a chestnut gelding. The corporal spotted Sunny Bear, steered toward him, and lowered his pistol for...