Bushwhackers Series

From the creators of Longarm comes an action-packed Western series, the Bushwhackers.

Attacked and left for dead, Win Coulter drags himself into Horseshoe, Nevada, to lick his wounds. When a no-good sheriff gets in his way, Win gets a date with the gallows. But you can’t count one Coulter out when his brother has the gumption—and the guns—to do something about it.

During the Civil War, they sought justice outside of the law, paying back every Yankee raid with one of their own. No man could stop them. No woman could resist them. And no Yankee stood a chance when Win and Joe Coulter rode into town.

An action-packed series from the creators of Longarm, featuring the rousing adventures of the most brutal gang of cutthroats ever assembled—Quantrill’s Raiders.
 
When Kansas Charley Beckett massacres a Bushwhacker’s family on the Fourth of July, the only red, white, and blue Win and Joe want to see are the red of his blood, the white of his eyes, and the blue of his body as it hangs from the gallows.

When the Coulter brothers stroll into Epitaph, Arizona—and find themselves hip deep in a war, they must decide how to navigate the violent conflict. On one side is the ranchers. On the other side, the miners. But with the Coulters in town, every two-bit gunslinger’s chances of surviving are just about zero. . . .

During the Civil War, they sought justice outside of the law, paying back every Yankee raid with one of their own. No man could stop them. No woman could resist them. And no Yankee stood a chance when Win and Joe Coulter rode into town.
 
Normally the Coulter brothers wouldn’t pay any mind to some varmint’s love life. But Win and Joe are down to their last dollars, so they agree to find the guy’s long-lost lover, a little filly named Cat Clay. It seems like their easier job yet. Except that Cat is living smack-dab in the middle of a Mexican ranch war with bullets flying thicker than blazes. Now they have to find a ruthless killer, settle a ranch dispute, and rescue a very lovely lady in distress without ending up six feet under. All in a day’s work for these two men from Missouri.

During the Civil War, they sought justice outside of the law, paying back every Yankee raid with one of their own. No man could stop them. No woman could resist them. And no Yankee stood a chance when Win and Joe Coulter rode into town.
 
All Win Coulter wanted was a nice hand of poker. But his hand was hotter than the Devil’s coffee mug, and he ended up winning the deed to a Belle Springs saloon named the Desert Flower. Now Win and his brother, Joe, have a place to drink for free. But Belle Springs is run by a sheriff as crooked as an old man’s spine. He runs his own watering hole, and he doesn’t cotton to competition. So it looks like the Bushwhackers will have to ante up a special “sheriff’s tax” or get out of town. Yeah, right.

During the Civil War, they sought justice outside of the law, paying back every Yankee raid with one of their own. No man could stop them. No woman could resist them. And no Yankee stood a chance when Win and Joe Coulter rode into town.

Win and Joe don’t like getting shot at, especially by varmints who don’t have skill enough to kill them. Then, after fending off an unsolicited attack, they find themselves a genuine lady in distress—bound, gagged, the works. Her name’s Pamela Wellington, and her daddy owns Camelot, a bright, singing sixty-thousand-acre kingdom in the middle of Texas. But like that golden ranch of yore, there’s a foul-smelling evil afoot. And it’s not Joe Coulter’s boots. Someone’s about to mess with the Bushwhackers. And that means someone’s about to be messed with back

Lured to San Saba, Texas, by the promise of easy money, Win and Joe Coulter join forces with a fiery redhead in a plan to rob her lover, the richest man in the county, a mission that presents the Coulters with an opportunity to settle an old score.

After their parents are murdered by a band of marauding Yankees, Win and Joe Coulter join William Quantrill and his gang of bloodthirsty raiders to seek revenge on the attackers.