When freight trains conquered the West, the big, dusty drives of beef on the hoof became just a colorful piece of cowboy nostalgia. So when a cattle baron called C. J. Tarington aims to punch a thousand-plus head through the unforgiving heat and sage of the Great Basin, some say he's a mite simple, or crazy, or both. Stringer thinks it's something else. And sure enough, a pack of bloodthirsty varmints is robbing trains all along the cattle trail. Out in the heart of this cowboy country, Stringer finds trigger-happy herders, lead-slinging bandits, hateful lawmen, and deceitful ladies-while the corpses are starting to out-stink the cowpies...

The way Stringer sees it, some cuss hard-up for a laugh planted that news tip about Tombstone being flooded, because that dusty town is about as dry as they come. But Stringer sure as hell ain't laughing when his newspaper boss sends him to Arizona to root out the truth. And the fast-gun that's trying to kill him, ain't kidding. And neither are the two lusty librarians who want to check him out. The only thing Stringer knows for certain is that Tombstone is a place where the truth can get twisted tighter than a hangman's knot.

They say Judge Roy Bean's been up to some legal tomfoolery again. And it's MacKail's job to get the scoop on the infamous "hanging judge." But someone is out to stop Stringer...dead. Now it could be old Bean and some of his boys. Or maybe it's just another Lone Star gunslick with too much nerve and too little smarts. The only thing MacKail knows for sure is that newspaper men ain't welcome. Especially not around Bean or his laughing pack of blood-simple coyotes. The only person who even says howdy is a south-of-the-border bandit about to turn revolutionary. But with Pancho Villa on your side, you don't need any enemies!

When miners dig up the Yana Indians' sacred burial ground, the tribe goes on the warpath. And after a couple of deputy sheriffs are found with so many arrows sticking out of them they look like porcupines, the miners grab their guns and axes. Even a little Indian war is big news in the fading days of the wild West, so Stringer rides out to investigate. But something just ain't right. For one thing, the arrows that killed the deputies are not Yana arrows. And the varmints who dug up the Indian graves aren't miners. Somebody has a stake in stirring miners and Indians up into a killing frenzy...and Stringer aims to find out who!

They're waiting for a man like Captain Gringo in Panama!In this soggy green hell where the French have lost a fortune in lives and francs trying to build a canal, the scum of the earth – and their scams – flourish.Every adventurer with a scheme, every rebel with a cause wants a man like Captain Gringo – running guns, unloosing a rain of death from his Maxim, fighting Yellow Jack, Indians, army ants, even the Devil himself if he stands in the way. And always persuading a beautiful woman wherever he finds her, that no one can love like Captain Gringo.

Captain Gringo—trapped in a bloody hellhole in Honduras!The Britishers say they're after a hidden treasure. Gringo doubts it, but he doesn't argue. After all, there are four sensationally beautiful women in the search party—and to Gringo, they are just pure gold waiting to be uncovered.But enjoying his new-found wealth of women won't be easy—not when scores of crack foreign troops wait in the jungle, itching to rip Gringo's group to bloody tatters. And definitely not when he's caught in a bone-crushing cannon bombardment. With death threatening him from every direction, Gringo's only chance is to stay right where he is, and fight!

Stringer was just doing his job when he went to hear Teddy Roosevelt speak at a railway stop in Granger, Wyoming. But Stringer's job is to write about the speech - not get shot at! So suddenly a certain reporter has a powerful curiosity about who wants him six feet under. There's just one hitch. Stringer can't be sure if the bullet was meant for him or old Teddy. Now all MacKail has to do is dodge a pack of hired killers, swap lead with a few train robbers, match wits with a renegade Shoshoni, and bed a few lusty ladies-on a trail that can end on the front page-or the obituaries...

Secretary of War Jeff Davis has heard that Napoleon is keeping peace in the Sahara with a detail of men on camels. However, in the 'American Desert', Davis' own troops have failed to halt a renegade band of Apaches. To Davis, a desert is a desert. And, if the beasts can be saddled, the U.S. Cavalry can ride them. A herd of camels is purchased. And some of Davis' finest troopers ride off atop the obstinate creatures on the trail of the savage murderers. Led by a courageous young officer named Caldwell, an Indian scout tagged Rabbit-Boss, and a half-crazed camel trainer called Haji Ali, they saddle up the unlikely mounts and ride into the desert hell of the Mojave ...Lou Cameron's acclaimed WWA Spur Award-winning western finally available in ebook, as part of the new series of 'Piccadilly Doubles'.Also in this volume: THE SCALP HUNTER by Robert E. Howard

Everyone wants to lay hands on Captain Gringo in Nicaragua! In this revolution-wracked land where the man with guns is king and those who grovel before him conspire behind his back, no one can be trusted. But ruler and rebel alike want the guns Captain Gringo's running - if only to keep the other side from getting them.With his eyes wide open and his Maxim at the ready the Captain is primed for action: in the bed of a Chinese girl whose eyes are startling grey at the challenge of a general who has only one eye, at the silent command to murder in the cold gaze of a high-born lady, at the demand for love in the hot, savage stare of an Indian girl. For no one can fight and no one can love like Captain Gringo.

Captain Gringo — marked for death in the shark-filled Caribbean!With a Perfecto clenched in his teeth and his Maxim spitting lead, Captain Gringo sails a British spy team into the steamy Yucatan. Their mission: to tap the secret undersea cable to revolution-racked Cuba. But easy money never proved harder to earn as Captain Gringo finds himself being used as shark bait in a savage espionage war with a deadly arms profiteer. In a land of hot nights and quick death, it's no wonder he takes some alternative compensation with a pair of buxom young Brits.

He's making news with his fists, his gun...and the ladies. The San Francisco Sun's freelance field stringer Stuart "Stringer" MacKail needs a new story to sell to pay the bills. His editor sends him back to MacKail's home town in Calaveras County for an update on an old legend about a stagecoach robbery by "Sulky Jack" and its missing treasure. Stringer's feet barely hit the ground when the bullets begin flying and it quickly becomes clear that folks are still trying to find the treasure and will stop anyone who gets in their way. Dead bodies, hard drinking and friendly women abound, and it's up to Stringer to uncover whatever truth may exist to get the story written and get himself back to Frisco in once piece.

Only Pancho Villa, king of bandits, is gutsy enough to make war on Terrazas the tyrant. And only Villa would sell tickets to one of his massacres. A curious mob settles along the Rio Grande, waiting for a bloodbath. They don't know that they've wasted their two bits on a phony war. Only one man is wise to Villa's crafty fake-Stringer MacKail. The adventurer-turned-newsman saddles a fast horse and tracks the real war to Mexico's sun-parched badlands. The desert erupts in a hellish inferno of torture and death as Villa's fearless gang shoots it out with Terraza's battle-scarred army. A murderous band of Yaqui warriors adds to the slaughter. It's a hell of a war. And a hell of a story...if Stringer lives to tell it.

Usually it takes Stringer a little while to rile folks in a new town. But no sooner does he step off the train in Tulsa, than some sidewinder is doing his best to turn Stringer into yesterday's news. The hot story in Tulsa is the oil boom. It seems you can't dig a grave without hitting black gold. And Stringer's there to write the story. But MacKail's never seen such a sorry assortment of low-down, hornswoggling bushwhackers. Because, as Stringer well knows, where there's money, there's outlaws and lawyers...and sometimes it's hard to tell them apart.

No one's going to stop Captain Gringo!He's snatched his life from the noose, wangled his freedom from his Army jailer, cajoled bed, board and a disguise from the town madam. He's a man on the run – Captain Gringo. By wit, by guile, by force, by skill with guns and women, he'll burn his way across the border – wiping out a troop of Rurales and the sadistic pervert who commands them, leading a guerilla band on daredevil raids, hijacking, fighting, killing, winning. He's Captain Gringo, driven by fate to be a soldier of fortune and by sheer will to be – a renegade.WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT