Stranger on a Black Stallion by Jared McVay
THEY HAD LEFT HIM FOR DEAD
For two and a half years, Clay Brentwood has been trying to catch up with the men who shot him in the head and left him for dead. It wasn’t bad enough that they burned his ranch to the ground and stole his horses and cattle, but they also took it upon themselves to rape and then murder his pregnant wife…and for that they had to die.
Unjust Punishment by Jared McVay
Just when Clay Brentwood thought things were about to quiet down, new trouble comes his way in the form of Austin, Texas judge, Horatio B. Tyson. The judge sends Bill McDaniel, head of the Texas Rangers, on a manhunt with two murder warrants; both for Clay Brentwood. The judge’s last words to Bill McDaniel were, “Bring him back, dead or alive. And I don’t care which.”
Stormcrow by Jared McVay
IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL DAY. Tyrone Brewster walked out of the station; confident this was going to be an easy job. At five foot eight inches, average build, brown eyes, brown hair, brown suit and brown derby hat, with no scars or distinguishing marks, he looked just like any other drummer riding the train. Only, he was no drummer. He was a bringer of death, an assassin, and Hammershield had met his price. Mister Clay Brentwood, Texas Ranger, would be dead long before he reached Dallas.
Cinch Mountain by Jared McVay
ENZO BABINEAUX WAS PURE EVIL.
His mouth salivated as he watched the healthy looking young woman with the fiery red hair putting gold nuggets into a leather pouch. She had no hat on and her red hair glistened in the sunshine. He would take his time with this one, he thought to himself. He would make her scream and beg for him to let her die. He enjoyed it best when they begged. Enzo didn’t know it, but the only problem with his plan was that, although you would never know it from looking, the girl knew she was being watched. It was the big Morgan she rode that had raised his head from where he stood eating grass, letting her know that someone or something was nearby. “Well”, she thought to herself, “if he wants to try something stupid…”
A group of people evacuating ahead of civil unrest amid a societal collapse find themselves lost, alone, and on the run, deep in the woods of rural West Tennessee. With snow on the ground, no skills, and not much more than the clothes on their backs, the group is in dire straits, and probably won’t last out the coming night.
Until, out of the falling snow, a lone figure approaches. Over the next few days their silent benefactor will keep them safe, fed, and warm, while helping them acquire the know how to care for themselves. The thing is, he’s just a kid. . . .
Three Rode Together
JESSE GLOVER WAS MINDING HIS OWN BUSINESS But then Ulysses S. Grant summoned him to Washington and asked him to quit the life of a cowboy and go keep Arizona safe from the likes of Cochise and Geronimo. So Jesse saddled up and headed for Fort Bowie. Along the way he saved a beautiful White Mountain Apache girl named Morning Star from a monstrous fate. And when he tangled with a ruthless gang who was determined to start a whole new Indian uprising, he found help in the shape of two unlikely allies – a Zulu warrior named Sam, and a Chiricahua Apache named Goyahkla, who was better known as Geronimo.
Three Ride Again
Hang Shadow Horse!
HANG SHADOW HORSE! The Portuguese slavers called him Sam because they couldn’t pronounce his real name. They tore him away from his homeland and put him to work picking cotton in the Tennessee Valley. But the big, fleet-footed Zulu was nobody’s slave, and to prove it he escaped and headed west. Throwing in with a medicine show conman named Doc Jonah, Sam started entering county footraces to earn enough money to go back to Africa. But then his trail crossed that of Major Lawrence Devlin, and nothing was going to stop the ruthless rancher’s man from winning the Fort Stockton Carnival Week race.
Stay informed of Hot New Releases and FREE Giveaways by liking us on FACEBOOK and following us on TWITTER
Creative Texts Publishers, LLC
PO Box 50
Barto, PA, 19504