Piccadilly Publishing: 452 books

It was a vicious robbery, if there ever was one. A bunch of scummy gunsels had ambushed a Northwest and Canadian Railroad car, and left a pile of bodies in their wake. Detective Jim Bigelow figured it had to be Milo Paxton’s Gang; no other pack of pistoleros was so downright mean – or so dang...

THE LEGEND OF CLINT ADAMS, THE GUNSMITH, LIVES ON IN ALL-NEW MONTHLY ADVENTURES FROM PICCADILLY PUBLISHING!! THE LINCOLN RANSOM When Abraham Lincoln's body is stolen from his Tomb and held for ransom by men who can't admit that the South lost the Civil War, who else would the Government...

The brainchild of Amazon Kindle Number One bestselling western writers Mike Stotter and Ben Bridges, PICCADILLY PUBLISHING is dedicated to reissuing classic series fiction from the Yesterday and Today!SUDDEN – APACHE FIGHTERThere was a reward of five thousand dollars for the man who...

The brainchild of Amazon Kindle Number One bestselling western writers Mike Stotter and Ben Bridges, PICCADILLY PUBLISHING is dedicated to reissuing new and classic fiction from Yesterday and Today!CUT TO THE QUICKMissouri 1874It all kicks off with a train robbery that goes horribly...

The brainchild of Amazon Kindle Number One bestselling western writers Mike Stotter and Ben Bridges, PICCADILLY PUBLISHING is dedicated to reissuing classic fiction from Yesterday and Today! BROTHER BADMAN A request from the father he never knew summoned him to the Circle M home ranch,...

From all over they had come, flocking to Diablo in droves. Prospectors, miners, promoters, gamblers, confidence artists, fallen doves, gunmen, thieves, vagrants, and even a few homesteaders could be found milling in pursuit of their private passions at any hour of the day or night. They hailed from...

Jedediah Herne only wanted to play checkers but a fool-hardy youth wanted to draw him into a gunfight. The kid didn’t know he was facing Herne the Hunter. For Herne, it brought back memories of another time; another kid …New Mexico Territory 1878: The murder of local rancher John Tunstall lit...

In the violent and lawless days following the Civil War many infamous outlaws cut a bloody swathe across the West ... John Wesley Hardin, Bad Bill Longley, Sam Bass, Frank and Jesse James, the Daltons ... all rode and shot their way to notoriety .... But, with one exception, the women were less well...

Things were bad in Arizona when the Rangers were formed. Killers, hold-up gangs and rustlers were overrunning the state and getting away with it … and all because there were no real lawmen to bring them to justice.So when cattle boss Bertram Mosehan decided to form the Rangers, he was looking for...

When Luke Kennick answered the urgent summons that drew him back to the Army fort, it brought him face to face with ghosts from his past he wanted to stay long buried. Despite his concerns, he agreed to escort the captive Comanche warrior Kicking Bear across the country to face his trial.It meant...

The sudden drumming of hooves mingling with the crackle of revolvers’ shots, accompanied by a ringing shout of ‘Yeeah! Texas Light!’ Following them, smoke and flames might rise from a Quartermasters’ Corps depot; a supply train would be found, its wagons wrecked, their loads carried off and...

It was the Parrot 30-Pounder rifled cannon. Eleven feet long, it weighted more than four tons and could throw a devastating shell more than two miles. It was a piece of pure Yankee hell...And now the Union troops were using the Big Gun to bombard Rebel forces along the Arkansas line. Only Yankees would think of toting the Big Gun around. And only Dusty Fog could put it out of service...

Double the adventure! For settlers such as Nate King and his family, life in the American wilderness is fraught with danger. One new enemy could cause them untold pain; one small mistake could bring them excruciating death. Facing warring Indians; cutthroat renegades; ferocious grizzlies or man-eating mountain lions; killers and thieves, King fights for his own life and that of his family.

Two braves came up to Spur and ripped the remains of his shirt from his body. The sweat poured down him. Then the man wearing the buffalo horns turned and faced him. In his hands he held a hot iron. He was still smiling. He capered a little, dancing nearer and nearer to Spur, hopping on alternate...