Harry Destry was a rough-and-tumble fighter who never lost a battle. But after six years in jail for a robbery he didn't commit, he comes back a changed man. The townsfolk believe he's beaten. They think all the fight's gone right out of him. And that's exactly what Destry wants them to think....

Meet Tom Fernald, the gutless sheepherder of Mount Griffon. The townsfolk scorned him for being slow-witted, so he kept to himself, mostly. And Tommy never fought back when it came to bandits - maybe because he had nothing to lose. A freak accident on a wintry night turned Tom into a rancher of mysterious wealth. He stole a dead man’s fortune and wanted it for keeps. Only Bill Ransome, the reformed reprobate, knew the truth and was intent on seeing Fernald behind bars.

Lew's skill with firearms gets him a job as a hunter with a trader heading onto the prairies to barter with the Indians. There he meets young Chuck Morris, and together they take on a Cheyenne attack party. Finding shelter in a Sioux village, they absorb the native culture. Lew comes to know the great Sioux chieftains, becoming blood brothers with Sitting Wolf, while Chuck marries the beautiful maiden Zintcallasappa.

The house on the hill in Merridan belongs to Captain Slocum - a place of mystery, protected by guard dogs that run the grounds at night, and patrolled by armed men. 

During the Klondike Gold Rush, two prospectors and their wolf dog, Chinook, encounter a mysterious woman travelling with her dog team. One man warms to her - the other distrusts her.... 

Inspired by the life and adventures of his own great-great grandmother, Betty Zane was Zane Grey's first novel and launched his career as a master writer of rousing frontier and Western adventures. Betty Zane is the story of the events culminating in the last battle of the American Revolution, when 200 Redcoats from British-controlled Detroit along with 400 Shawnee Indian attacked the small, wood-palisaded Ford Henry on the western frontier.

He killed before he could shoot, kissed before he could love, won before he could lose. He was too green to live, too lucky to die. He was a natural, born to be a legend. Apache Moon. Everyone in town says Braddock is innocent. Two men are dead at the Bar-T Ranch - a clear case of self-defense. But an angry Army officer has personal reasons for pressing charges and Braddock is on the run, headed for Mexico with marriage on his mind and high-spirited Phyllis at his side. Between Mexico and freedom lays treacherous Apache land. For Braddock, it becomes a haven - a place to discover a priceless piece of his heritage.

Rollie Finnegan is a man of few words. As a former Pinkerton agent with two decades of experience under his belt, he uses his stony silence to break down suspects and squeeze out confessions. Hence the nickname Stoneface. Over the years, he’s locked up plenty of killers. Now he’s ready to make a killing - for himself.. There’s gold in the mountains of Idaho Territory. And the town of Boar Gulch is a golden opportunity for a tough guy like Finnegan. But when he arrives, the local saloon owner is gunned down in cold blood - and Finnegan makes a cold calculation of his own. 

Tennessee, 1830. Floyd Logan yearns to go west. So after the 16-year-old deadeye impresses a wagon train captain by winning his first turkey shoot, he’s thrilled when he’s offered the opportunity to go to work on the Santa Fe Trail. But before they can leave town, Floyd is ambushed by a cowardly outlaw who beats him and steals his prize pistols.

It seemed the perfect place to lie low. The owner of the ranch was an attractive, gray-haired lady who had once been an actress. The other woman was a beautiful, fragile-seeming blonde. They needed repairs done, and he needed to disappear for a while. The first sign that things were not as they should be was when a Pinkerton man questioned him about a missing woman. Then he accidentally found a will belonging to the previous owner of the ranch. After that, a young lady showed up in town making claims that the place belonged to her.

The abandoned cabin seemed like a good place to settle down...except for the dead man in the front yard. But Doby Kernohan and his father had traveled a long way seeking a new start, and they were in no position to be choosy. Unfortunately, the mysterious man's violent end was an omen of darker events to come, for a cycle of violence that had begun long ago was about to reach an explosive conclusion. Caught in a tangle of murder, greed, and blood vengeance, the Kernohans have no choice but to get involved.

Tell Sackett and his bride Ange came to Arizona to build a home and start a family. But on Black Mesa something goes terribly wrong. Tell is ambushed and badly injured. When he finally manages to drag himself back to where he left Ange, she is gone. Desperate, cold, hungry, and with nothing to defend himself, Tell is stalked like a wounded animal.

He killed before he could shoot, kissed before he could love, won before he could lose. He was too green to live, too lucky to die. He was a natural, born to be a legend. Outlaw Hell. Everyone tells Duane Braddock to stay out of Escondido. But a month alone in the desert, even with his keen Apache-trained survival skills, is a month too long. He’s just partial to trouble - and when he’s hired to bring order to the outlaw town, there’s plenty for the taking.

On nothing more than a lark, he leaves his family and begins a journey from Ohio westward. Along the way, he runs up against badlands and bad men, loses his freedom, gains his freedom and learns the first rule of the frontier: Do whatever it takes to survive. With ruthless enemies after him - both White men and Indians - he’ll head for a place as brutal as it is beautiful - the wilderness of the Rocky Mountains.

Was it justice... or revenge? What drove a simple farmer to set out on an impossible quest after a gang of bloodthirsty killers that raped and murdered his wife and slit his small son's throat? Their trail led him halfway across the country and deep into Mexico. One by one he tracked them down and brought them to justice, sometimes at the end of a short rope, more often in front of his fast guns, and he didn't care which.