Longarm's out to defuse a mad bomber...The Commissioner for Indian Affairs is in Denver to settle a dispute between the ranchers and Ute Indians over cattle grazing rights.But fighting's the last thing on Longarm's mind. He's looking forward to a week's leave with that shapely nurse from the Denver Hospital.What he gets is an entirely different kind of bombshall -- the kind with a fuse...

A courtroom jailbreak leaves Longarm in the dust! Longarm couldn't be happier that Devil Dave Devereux is finally on trial for murder, until gun shots ring out in the courtroom—and Devil Dave is nowhere to be found when the smoke clears.

Longarm rides to rescue of his old mentor! Marshall Norman Wold of Kansas is in jail. But Wold is one of the finest lawmen Longarm has ever known. That means just one thing: Longarm has to go in there and straighten things out.

Longarm GIANT novels…the biggest and best in Western adventure! When three train robbers turn up dead in a saloon, the finger points to none other than the Calgary Kid--a sinister, hard-drinking cuss who can draw a gun quick as lightning and shoot true as death. Longarm is on the case—but before he can get to the truth, he's kidnapped by the outlaw's lady friends. They make sure his hands are tied while someone else busts the kid out of the stir, someone wearing a badge, someone calling himself U.S. Deputy Marshall Custis Long.

Longarm beats the bushes for a blushing bride! Voodoo and murder are the way a dirty bail-bond outfit does its business--until Longarm shows up to straighten out their books.

Slocum's looking for a few good men—to take care of a few gone bad... When it comes to justice, Slocum doesn't need proof. He's rounding up a posse of gunslingers to send a murderer and his heel dogs to thier knees.

Slocum stops a dirty railroad gang dead in their tracks... The Big Three are running a railroad on stolen money. Slocum's money. Plus one of their bunch has made a widow out of the best looking woman in town. She wants her husband's killer so bad she's sworn to give herself to the man who kills him. For Slocum, putting a bullet in the backshooting polecat would be a pleasure. So would collecting the reward.