“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”—William ShakespeareViolet Parker knows better than to play with devils. They always cheat, especially when lives are at stake. Deadwood’s charming, troublemaking, and soul-sucking devils are no different, and they’re biting at her heels.But the clock is ticking and Violet has no choice—she must risk her life to save her treasured Aunt Zoe. With any luck, she might be able to trick the devils and beat the old terrors at their own ...

“I’m a ghost. A specter, some would say. A spirit. A shade, the hallucination of a compromised mind. Whatever moniker you prefer, that’s me. Excepting that last one.”~Uncle MortonI ran freight and wagon trains for years from Missouri to Santa Fe. Courted death from arrows to snake bites, drowning to dysentery, each and every trip. Came through all that only to be dealt a bad hand in Deadwood. Got myself killed.Now the Grim Reaper is...

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned … especially a dead one holding a grudge.Back on Deadwood’s list of usual suspects, Violet Parker is hip deep in wild frights and fired-up females. After juggling bitter threats, haunted buildings, and vengeful ghosts, the last thing she needs is a pair of bullheaded detectives trying to pin another murder on her tail.Can Violet find the real killer before she ends up behind bars? Or worse, on a slab at the morgue.

“Trespassers will be gutted and hung!”—Slagton’s unofficial town mottoNormally, not even drunk on a bet would Violet Parker go to Slagton, a creepy ghost town inhabited by those too stubborn—or deranged—to leave. But a certain bullheaded Deadwood detective has a problem—his informant from Slagton has gone missing. When Violet is shanghaied into taking a hunting trip to the ghost town to search for the missing snitch, she stumbles into trouble that will take more than a double-barre...

“There’s gold in them there hills!” … and something deadly, too.Danger the likes Boone McCreery has never seen is brewing in the Black Hills. Fresh in from Santa Fe, he’s returned to Deadwood to seek justice for his uncle—and maybe to see about a girl. Little did he know his search for justice would have him stumbling into a hornets’ nest beyond his worst nightmare. One thing is for certain: the trouble he and his compadres chance upon deep in the trees is a long way from ...

Holiday Recipe for Madcap Merrymaking in Jackrabbit JunctionStart with a bawdy night sprinkled with tinsel tassels and jingle balls, toss in a missing pair of underwear, and top it all off with plenty of sugary shenanigans. Serve with a side of naughty and nice.Claire Morgan and her sisters are a tad twitchy. Their father is on his way for their first Christmas in Arizona, but the tidings of joy are few and far between. For one thing, their mother is pissed...

*Catawampus (adj.): 1.) Fierce, savage 2.) Askew, awryIt’s a cold and snowy Christmas Eve in the rowdy mining town of Deadwood in the Dakota Territory. Rather than enjoy some drinks in front of a warm fire with her friends, contracted Slayer Clementine Johanssen has her horse saddled and weapons packed to head out into the hills and hunt down some deadly scallywags—alone. When her friends catch wind of her intentions, they set out to waylay her long enough to chang...

Time is a tricky devil. And so is that blasted imp!Violet Parker needs to catch the little terror before it wreaks even more havoc in the Black Hills. But now that she’s saddled with this dang Timekeeper gig, she has a lot to juggle, like the real monsters wanting to tear the flesh from her bones just for fun.If she can’t figure out how to wrangle “time” to save her family, the Grim Reaper might come swinging for them next.But what about that danged...

I ran freight and wagon trains for years from Missouri to Santa Fe. Courted death from arrows to snake bites, drowning to dysentery, each and every trip. Came through all that only to be dealt a bad hand in Deadwood. Got myself killed here.Now the Grim Reaper is swinging for my boys, too. They’re men actually, and I won’t let them end up dead like me. Same goes for their friends, Clementine the Amazon and Hank Varney.First thing, we need to reckon with that smokey Egyptian ...

CHARGE OF THE LAWLESS LIZARDS (Book 7)Take a posse of rowdy sisters and saddle them with deadly secrets. What do you have? A surefire formula for chaos.Ronnie Morgan has some new admirers in town—the killing kind. The first task is to figure out where these assassins are holed up. The second … don’t get shot.Then the bullets start flying.The Morgan sisters are not the type to tuck tail and run, but they might need a little extra help to make...

A scrappy, hot-blooded woman can only take so much!Violet Parker is on fire … or rather under fire yet again.New evidence has fanned the embers of a cold murder case, and her alibi is smoldering at the corners. While battling a dogged detective determined to pin the murder on her, Violet scrambles to find the real killer.Will she escape “the heat” with singed tail feathers? Or will Violet go down in flames?

Not since the Great Jackalope Stampede of ’58 has tumbleweed-choked Jackrabbit Junction, Arizona seen so much action. Claire Morgan is determined to unravel the mystery behind a stolen treasure before goons come gunning for it—and her family. But all the strangers roaming around town have her anxiety red-lining.Then her mother shows up …