When a hard-eyed lawman rides into town, the streets go quiet—and the lies begin.He wears the star openly, but the town he's entered has already placed its bet: five hundred dollars says the badge won't last the night. Behind friendly smiles and whispered wagers lies a truth everyone knows and no one will speak aloud—this town survives by outlasting the law.As the marshal digs beneath the surface, he finds a web of corruption stitched together by fear, money, and silence. T...

Ross McDonald has always been faster than the men who came for him.That's how he earned his badge—and his reputation.But now his eyes are failing.The town doesn't know. The outlaws don't know. Only Ross and the doctor understand the truth: the lawman's sight is slipping away, and it will never come back.When word spreads that an old enemy is riding in—a man who swore vengeance after Ross hanged his brother and sent him to prison—the clock starts ticking. Thi...

The first shot split the evening like a rifle crack against bone.Dust burst off the road ahead of Ben Rourke's horse, close enough to make the animal scream and rear. Ben leaned forward, boots locked in the stirrups, and hauled the reins hard as the second shot came—low, angry, meant to cripple the horse if it missed the rider.Ben did not slow.

High in the unforgiving wilderness, where law ends and survival is earned one hard choice at a time, the beaver trail remembers every man who has walked it—and every debt left unpaid.

Slim Reynolds never asked for much out of life. A good horse under him, a wide stretch of prairie, and honest work at the Flying H Ranch were enough. Folks called him Slim because he was tall and lean as a fence rail—but the horses knew him for something else entirely.They said he could whisper to a horse and have it gentled in minutes.But there was one thing Slim could never tame—his feelings for Caroline Harlan, the rancher's daughter.To her, Slim was the quiet ra...