¡Tres Annuals que unen a otros tantos héroes Marvel que figuran entre tus favoritos! Spiderman se vuelve a situar en el camino de Masacre (¿quién contará los mejores chistes?) con Hulk como aplastante apoyo. Todos ellos...
The South had Jesse Buxton, but the North had Brewster Daggit. They were both legends up and down the Gray and Blue lines. No man wanted to meet either in battle. Most said that they should just drag up, go home, and let the two of them shoot it out; winn...
I heard again those savage screams I had heard in my delirious dreams. They were coming, all of them. Arrows filled the air whacking the wood walls of the cart.
They came as a four headed demon from hell itself. All were brandishing some type of club or blade. No time did I have to take notice. My staff I ripped left to right across in front of me, the tip found the face of the closest savage. Damage was done...
Many were the hard Western men who blazed the trails. We have all heard their stories. We even believed a few. Few still were the women on those western slopes. Their stories might have some merit. But both factions, men who would lie and did, women who...
Those were his last words as I was out with my pistol and just a blazing away. My left hand was reaching for its pistol before the right hand gun clicked an empty chamber. The other two men had also produced pistols and they died for the effort. In less...
You donât shoot five people, kill four, blind one and beat yet another without someone coming to look for you. It just doesnât happen, yet I did not know what type of pursuit there would be nor by whom. Certainly the...
If I slept any that night I certainly couldnât remember it. Seemed I had stared at the darkness all night, sure I was to be imprisoned or hanged come morning. In less than a month Iâd been drug toward California, beset...
Never did Paxton dream that one afternoon folly, hiding in the woodpile to peek at a bathing woman, would lead to so many deaths. Long was that westward chase. Then with nowhere to run, back to the wall, Paxton McAllister filled his hand. God may have...
I'd no intention of confrontation, but with at least twelve savages ahead of me caution was needed. In the brush well back from the ford I took a position that gave vantage to the crossing. I saw no one but waited, listening. I heard no birds and took...