Western Historical - Stories

The year is 1890, and the Wild West is dying. Alvarez is a smartly dressed, smooth-talking bandito riding north with a stolen fortune, a lethal six-shooter, and one very spoiled cat. He travels alone, until he finds a half-frozen boy bleeding in the cold mud. Devon is an exile, violently banished from his Mennonite community and hunted by the very boys who broke him. As they ride together, Devon's cold logic clashes with Alvarez's flashy chaos. Slowly, the pinstriped killer and the battered runaway must learn to trust each other before the past catches up to them both.

"You can never trust a Crawley." Those were Albert Cooley's words to his sons, spoken every chance he got, and August did his best to do what was expected of him after his ma passed. The Crawleys and the Cooleys were ranching families, and they didn't mix, not ever, but more and more, August had a problem with letting his father decide everything for him. Was Fletcher really his enemy? Could he trust the man he'd butted heads with over and over, one he'd known pretty much his whole life? All he knew for certain was he was tired of all the conflict, and needed his life to change before he exploded. That's where his Gran came in.

Elias Sawyer and Theo Harding attempting to build a life in Merrickville, Ontario, three years after the events of Buckshot. Their peace is threatened when the Canadian Pacific Railway, led by ruthless agents Brant McCulloch and Valance, attempts to seize their land for a new rail line.

Silver Creek is dying, greed and corruption are bleeding it dry.

A lost lawman, Sawyer, finds himself trapped in the death throes of a town in decline.
Theodore Harding, local savant and guide has to keep him alive long enough to make a difference.
Horses, gunsmoke, and silver.

The two lawmen must make a last stand, and help the townsfolk break free of the grip of Cobb's Red Sash Gang, and the closing fist of the Pinkerton Detective Agency set to betray them all.

Folk up and risk everything on a long journey North, to safety and a chance to build a real lasting life for themselves.

Boone and Coy have built a damn good life in Larkspur, and feel on top of the world at being able to share such blessings with each other. The Old West has its challenges for men made like them, but everything is falling into place on their little piece of the frontier... until an unexpected visitor shows up out of the blue. Suddenly, their world is turned upside down as they struggle to help the troubled man.

Life in the Old West was harsh. The work was hard, but the men were harder, and death.... well... it came easy. Boone had no one until he met Coy, a handsome cowboy with a good heart. Their friendship was quickly formed, and meant everything to him, but after five years of being at each other's side, it was time to move on. Coy didn't need him anymore, and Boone wanted someone made like he was. Finally accepting that was never going to be Coy, and tired of being rootless, he sets out to find a home... land that was his, and a place he could belong. Coy? Left on his own, what path will he take?