Sun in Your Eyes

Fred Aims had a mouth that got him in trouble on occasion. Today was one of those occasions. “Duel at high noon? Make it six...

Doyle’s Hoyle

Steele Archer caressed the leather of the book. The “H” on the cover glowed slightly as his fingers passed over it, illuminating the dark corner...

Pancho Castillo

Since arriving in Gomorra, Pancho Castillo had been sparking a soiled dove who went by the name of Natalie. Natalie had soft, golden ringlets...

Sanford Taylor

The Storm, whatever it was, had laid waste to Ghost Creek. There was no reason for Sheriff Annie Portman to stay. In the weeks...

Auto-Revolver

“Actually Mr. Healey, it’s rather simple,” Elander Boldman explained once again, quite proud of his creation. “It has a small clockwork engine inside. Unlike...