Left for dead on the range, a cowboy vows revenge Fifty thoroughbreds. Three hundred miles. Four thousand dollars. Driving those horses across Cheyenne territory is a crazy risk, but the only alternative is to give up the ranch. For the sake of his boss, Kendo takes the job—so long as he can bring seven good men with him. But in this part of the West, few trustworthy men can be found. The trouble comes not from the Cheyenne, but from three of Kendo’s fellow riders, who don’t hesitate when they get a chance to take the herd and leave Kendo bleeding to death on the open range. Lost, exposed, and without a horse, Kendo needs a miracle to make it back to civilization. But he has far bigger plans than mere survival. First, he wants the bullet out of his back. Next, he wants to rescue the herd. And then, when the time comes, he will savor the bloody flavor of vengeance.

An unsuspecting young man finds himself a pawn in the biblical conflict between Good and Evil. Thrown into the nuclear aftermath of World War III, he struggles to survive a host of ever-present post-apocalyptic horrors. It is a world ruled by the fifth Antichrist in which children are forced to kill one another for his enjoyment. Demons, beasts, catacombs and death are just some of the terrifying elements this young man must endure to stay alive, as he attempts to find a way back home. To make matters worse he learns his existence within this Dark world isn't accidental, and the faith of all humankind is in his hands. But what can he do? This is the most feared Antichrist to ever walk the earth!!!!

A provocative, contemporary anthology examining the construction of boys' identity in modern cinema.

Fired from the railroad, a pair of misfits looks for revenge In 1873, the Winchester repeating rifle is the cutting edge of military technology. In order to steal a shipment of the priceless guns, two crooked railroad employees hire a half-dozen border cutthroats. But when it comes time for the heist, they discover something shocking: The rifles have already been stolen. Meanwhile, laid off from jobs on the railroad for petty theft, Thad Folger has teamed up with the booze-addled Tombstone Jack to take revenge on their old bosses by lifting some merchandise from a westbound train. They thought they were stealing cloth, but instead they get three dozen Winchester ’73s. Chased by the army as well as railroad detectives and border thieves, Folger and Tombstone take flight across the prairie. They are not cut out to be bandits, but one thing is certain—if they get cornered, they will have the best guns in the West.

Desperate for a kill, a mysterious hunting party invades a settler’s land Years ago, Lee Trent did a favor for the Cheyenne, who rewarded him by setting aside a parcel of land where no man but he could hunt, trap, or homestead. He lived quietly in the shadow of the snowcapped mountains for years—until the day that a hunting party arrived from the East and turned his peaceful world upside down. The party is led by the bloodthirsty Baron Stromberg, a European aristocrat who has come to hunt all manner of Western game. He has killed buffalo, mountain lions, moose, and deer, and all that he needs to complete his collection is a wapiti, the fabled elk of the mountains. Against his better judgment, Trent agrees to let the baron hunt. But when the shoot becomes a bloodbath, he finds himself caught between the killers from the east and the Cheyenne whom he saved long ago.

In a dusty, far-off way station, trouble finds a retired gunman Virginia fell in love with Cameron Black as a young girl. The sight of a trained killer with guns on his hips set her heart fluttering. But as the years wore on, she drifted away, unable to bear her worry for him. Years later, after Black rescues Virginia from an Indian attack, she makes him an offer: Hang up your guns and I’ll be yours again. Together, they take a job running a lonely stagecoach station in the middle of the open range, hoping to find peace at last. But trouble is not far behind. An outlaw arrives, smuggling $50,000 in stolen gold. His companion is Becky Grant, a debutante on the run from her father. Thieves chase the bandit, marshals hunt Becky, and a storm closes in on the way station. Before it passes, Cameron Black will don his pistols once more.

A settler returns to the town he founded to burn it to the ground When Tom Quinn first came to the little patch of prairie that would become Stratton, it wasn’t paradise, but it was close. The town he built there was beautiful in a humble way, an honest Western village where hardworking settlers came to make new lives. When Tom moved on, he left a happy town behind him. And then a man called Shelley Peebles came and turned it into hell. Backed up by a gang of hired guns, Peebles pushed out the small landowners, using money and muscle to corrupt the village and its people. Only one man stood in his way—the veteran gunman Tyler Holt—and so Peebles used his influence to have Holt lynched. This outrage brings Quinn back to the town he loved so much—not to save it, but to wipe it off the earth.

With the help of three strangers, a girl fights to rescue her father When he sees the string of riders coming over the horizon, Luke Cason sends his daughter, Sally, to hide in the basement. She trembles in the dark, chilled by the terrible sounds of her father’s past, come to take revenge. When the basement fills with smoke, she escapes the burning house and finds their little homestead deserted, her father taken by the mysterious men. She is alone on the prairie, without horse, gun, or food, and believes that things cannot get any worse—until she sees the riders coming back. At the head of the pack is Trace Cavanaugh, a suntanned Arizona lawman with ice-blue eyes. He and his two companions are not the men who took Sally’s father. They were on their way to fight alongside Luke, but arrived too late. With Trace’s help, Sally sets out to find her father and kill the men who took him away.

When a banker’s daughter is kidnapped, it takes an evil deed to get her back Two horsemen appear on the eastern edge of Crater, a dusty Western town as dry and barren as the sinkhole that gave it its name. The riders disappear around the back of the bank, where they find an unlocked door—and a flour sack stuffed with cash. The ransom was embezzled by the banker himself, who is ready to risk jail, to throw away his reputation, to give his life if it means getting his daughter Anita back alive. But the money won’t be enough. These kidnappers are out for blood. The banker told no one about the kidnapping, but Deputy Marshal Bill Thatcher—who loves Anita no less than her father does—quickly notices the girl’s disappearance. As the kidnapper’s demands increase, Thatcher must prove his love with violence. In a town like Crater, love is no match for a quick-drawn gun.

Asked to rescue a missing girl, a gunman finds trouble everywhere Celia lies in bed when the man comes through her window. He whispers instructions, and she follows him into the night. Has she been kidnapped, or did she go of her own accord? To Celia’s father, there is no question that his daughter has been abducted, and he offers $800 to anyone who will kill the man who took her. His first choice is Dan Featherskill, a mysterious drifter with no patience for the law but a deep respect for human life. Dan has killed before but is no assassin, and the offer of a bounty makes him sick. But there are men in this town who see murder as an opportunity. When the men sent out after Celia threaten the girl who Dan loves, he follows their trail into the foreboding Shadow Mountain. Trapped on the mountain by a deadly snowstorm, he will have to kill to survive.