Bad Men of the West

William Johnstone and J.A. Johnstone take on the deadliest and most feared outlaw to ever walk the Old West--John Wesley Hardin. First he became a killer. Then he became a legend. He was 15 when he killed his first man. Before his murderous ways ended, Hardin killed 42 men in cold blood--one, the legend goes, because he snored too loudly. From then on John Wesley Hardin stayed true to his calling, killing man after man after man, spending most of his life being pursued by both local lawmen and federal troops. Hardin lived a fever dream of lightning fast draws and flying lead. By the age of seventeen, Hardin earned a deadly reputation for cold-blooded killing that drew traitors, backstabbers and wanna-be gunslingers--all for a chance to gun down the man who had turned killing into an all-American legend...

Born and bred in the Texas Pandhandle town of Comanche Crossing, William "Wild Bill" Longley gunned down a dozen of its men in cold blood before he got around to the sheriff and deputy--so he could take over the job himself. Then he found the perfect sidekick in a vicious career criminal named Booker Tate. With his remorseless heart set on a beautiful young woman, Wild Bill and Booker take the whole town hostage until the young lady agrees to marry a man she despises. That's when a cold-eyed stranger comes to town with a dead man strapped to his saddle. In a town where violence and murder rule the day, a terrifying battle is about to explode--between ruthless Wild Bill Longley and a bounty hunter named Tam Sullivan, who's done a whole lot of killing of his own...

From the greatest western storytellers of our time comes a new twist on the legend of notorious outlaw Jesse James-who just might not have died on that fateful April 3, 1882. 1942-Granbury, Texas. A ninety-five-year-old man walks into a recruiting office with the crazy idea to enlist-and an even crazier story. He claims to be the one and only Jesse James, the infamous bank robber allegedly shot by Robert Ford sixty years earlier. Using another man's corpse to collect the reward, Ford allowed James to slip away and start a new life. Changing his name to Dalton, Jesse worked as a cattle broker in Fort Worth and fathered a pair of twins named Bill and Frank. But when one of the boys turns out to be a chip off the old block-a young outlaw in the making-Jesse has no choice but to school the lad in the fine art of bank robbing so he doesn't get his fool head blown off. Problem is, once Jesse's son gets a taste of the outlaw life, he decides it isn't for him after all. Father Jesse, on the other hand, misses it . . . So begins the wildest story the West has never known, proving that some legends are bigger than life-and a lot harder to kill . . .