Slocum’s got just enough rope to hang himself…or someone else. With buzzards circling in the sky, young Tom Garvin hopes his search for the lost cattle of the Bar M Ranch has not ended in vain. It turns out the carrion those birds are after isn’t cows but the body of a man hanging from a dying tree with a very mysterious black rope around his neck. Impressed by the rope, Garvin decides to take it—along with the dead man’s beautiful horse—back to the ranch where he works with John Slocum. And the two of them are about to learn that this is one rope they don’t want to be at the end of…

Slocum, a man of few friends, is minus another when war buddy Tim Blake is found murdered, leaving him alone to face the deadliest gunslicks in Black Rock in his quest for answers to the killing.

Take from Slocum, and you take your chances. Slocum is working as a cowpuncher on the edge of the North Dakota Badlands when his hotheaded boss accuses him of stealing fifty head of cattle. Next thing he knows he’s been buffaloed and his horse has been stolen by his employer. But Slocum isn’t the kind to lie down for anyone. And he’s going to get what he’s owed no matter how many bodies he leaves behind…

There are no innocents. There are no survivors. In the Civil War, Major Clayton McGee led his men in battle. Now, he is leading them on a quest to find his wife and daughter—and he will never cease his search. No matter how many people are slaughtered. No matter how many towns must be wiped off the map. He will find his quarry if the chase takes him straight to hell. John Slocum has seen his share of massacres—so when he comes across one dead town after another, he knows that those behind the carnage are not going to stop. Through the Oklahoma badlands, he follows their trail of destruction. And when he meets a pair of desperate women, he realizes that McGee isn’t driven by duty or greed—but madness…

Slocum's got a red, white, and blue bone to pick... If there’s one thing John Slocum likes more than whiskey or women, it’s winning big at poker. Until a cheater runs off with his money and gets killed, leaving Slocum arrested for murder. His neck is saved when a British beauty named Abigail Cheswick springs him from jail—and into the folds of her skirt. Soon, he’s at the Cheswick camp and Abigail’s brother, the arrogant Duke William, wants him to catch some wild game worthy of mounting on his royal walls. But once Slocum discovers what the British bully’s prey is, he decides to play the game by his own rules…

Slocum was on his way out of town. Then an old debt rode up out of the past looking to be paid. The brother of a man Slocum had out-gunned in a fair fight was hungry for blood. Soon the big southerner was caught in a savage crossfire of hot lead and blood-boiling vengeance.