The price of gold just went up, and Longarm’s paying—with his life…Deputy Marshal Custis Long may not like his new assignment—bodyguarding a visiting nobleman—but he’s going to stick to the English mucky-muck like a burr. Especially since Sir Harry Blackstreet has been accosted twice since he crossed the pond—by the same flock of owlhoots…   After being ambushed outside of a Denver museum by a different gang of outlaws, Longarm is riddled with more questions than bullets. He can’t figure out what Blackstreet has that everyone is after—unless you count his niece: a ravishing young woman who is quite a work of art…

Longarm answers the call of duty— from Uncle Sam!The army sent out the cavalry—but it never came back. Now it’s up to Longarm to track down sixteen men…   And he won’t be riding this mission alone—whether he likes it or not. Harriet, a fiery beauty whose lover is among the lost cavalry, has taken it upon herself to be part of the search party. Longarm isn’t quite sure what her real story is. But he knows enough not to trust anyone—especially a woman who claims her heart is taken when her eyes say something very different…

This haunt’s shaking in his boots…Hightailing to Trinidad, US Deputy Marshal Custis Long is in chilling pursuit of axe-murderer Quincy ‘Spook’ Lomax. Easy to spot in a crowd by his towering height and deadly-pale skin, this ghoul’s been filling up frontier graveyards for far too long. And Longarm’s got free rein to put this soulless slaughterer down—without trial.   Spanning one territory to the next, he’s rustling up Spook’s posse and making the deadly dogs talk. And the closer he gets, the more gruesome the trail becomes. Whichever way this showdown storms in, Longarm is damn sure to send one white-faced phantom back into the hell he came from…

Longarm plays bodyguard—and the job has its benefits… Custis Long would rather have his backside branded than act as bodyguard to Congressman Howard Palmer’s ornery, ugly wife and her daughter. Seems the suit’s liberal notions about Indian reservations have Western whites up in arms. But a job’s a job. And things start looking up: since he’s been on this detail, an anonymous, veiled lady has visited his bed at night—giving him something to remember in the morning. But when assassins start shooting at the motley threesome, things get uglier than Mrs. Palmer without makeup. Even more so when Longarm realizes their real target—him…

Longarm longs to send this posse a-packin’!Everybody in Denver remembers the ruthless massacre at a local bank ’round five years back, but not a living soul has seen hide nor hair of the posse since. The murderers scooted out of town with a good passel of loot—and their identities unknown.   But when one of them, at death’s door, decides to come clean before the Lord and the law, deputy marshal Long uses his leads—and vows to avenge the murder of the innocents. With some dirt on his targets gathered from a lonely, young landlady—who’ll only give away one secret per night of low-down lovin’—Longarm thinks he can sniff out their track. But to do this, he’ll have to uncover a trail hidden under five years’ worth of dust…

Longarm’s going to blow a prairie pirate out of the water! U.S. Deputy Marshal Custis Long is practically vacationing at government expense in Grandview, Nevada, awaiting orders. But there’s no decent whiskey and, although “grass widow” Letitia Heinrix has elevated the quality of his stay, Longarm is saddle-sore from her ardor. So he’s ready to hit the trail. Then a telegram warns that a kidnapper named “Blackbeard” will be yo-ho-ho-ing into town.   Gloria Ames’s six-year-old brother was kidnapped and her family destroyed by this modern version of the notorious pirate of old. But she has no information to offer and claims she’s sworn to secrecy. In a town where she and Longarm are the only strangers, that leaves him with nothing to go on. This “Blackbeard” might as well be a phantom. But after a very real ambush, Longarm decides he’ll do more than shiver Blackbeard’s...

Longarm sends Paradise straight to hell!Marshal Monty Kilpatrick was nobody’s fool. That’s why his killers had to take him by surprise. But with a bullet in his belly, Monty knew just how to right the last wrongs of his life—he wrote a letter to his good friend Marshal Custis Long, the one they call Longarm.   Now Longarm is out to avenge his good friend’s murder and set things right with the man’s family—and he doesn’t care what trail he’ll have to ride, man he’ll have to face, or girl he’ll have to charm to get the job done.

Longarm would rather leave this greenhorn out to pasture…Custis Long is none too happy at work. No more than a kid, Buck T. Skane has waltzed into town like he owns the place. And his godfather, Billy Vail, hands the little snot a job on the spot—a job meant for Longarm…   Some city slickers with clean hands and dirty intentions are amassing an illegal mine monopoly—and Longarm’s posse plans to trap them, if Buck doesn’t stop squandering Uncle Sam’s dough. Calling himself Canada Cooper, Longarm has to keep fending off local gals eager to learn the mating rituals of the North. Meanwhile, the slickers are onto the trap—and might just beat Longarm at his own game…

Longarm rides south to rein in some outlaws… Longarm’s looking forward to some way-overdue R&R—but his boss has other ideas. Seems a gang of rowdy outlaws is stirring up trouble in the most untamed part of the West—a wild little settlement near the Grand Canyon. It’ll take a real pro to clean up this dirty business. So instead of kickin’ back for a little relaxin’, lusty Longarm is back on the trail. And it’s a good thing he’s decided to bring a lissome lady along for the ride. He’ll need all the help he can get—because this time, he’s in deep….

Somebody with an itchy finger seems to be running the chipper…In the speck of a town called Pitchfork, it’s all for one and one for all. So if even one man gets it in his noggin to scam his neighbors, an ax-man might just forget to yell “timber!” in time…   Still, one logging magnate is willing to take the risk—for the chance to make some green by running out all the other lumber companies. Even if it requires a little intimidation and coercion—or murder…   But the greedy snake doesn’t realize there’s a new arrival in Pitchfork—a stranger who goes by Long, who claims he’s been a feller, a bucker, a peeler, a bull whacker, and a river pig. What he doesn’t mention, however, is that he’s on assignment as a Deputy U.S. Marshal. And the monopolizin’ sort don’t cotton much to the law. So Longarm’d better watch his step—or knock on wood…

Longarm plays a most dangerous game…It seems too good to be true. Longarm’s been assigned to guard the body of Miss Cynthia Larimer—and what a body it is! Marshal Long has every intention of enjoying his work when he encounters a sizable obstacle in the person of Mrs. Beatrice Wannamaker, beefy chaperone to the beautiful heiress. Mrs. Wannamaker is clearly large and in charge, and Longarm’s dream job quickly turns into a nightmare.   Thwarted desire turns out to be the least of his worries, however. Cynthia is traveling to the Lunatic Mountains to a lodge belonging to her uncle, Charles Dragoman, a sportsman and a hunter. But Longarm soon discovers Dragoman’s preferred prey runs on two legs—and only the strongest will survive in a deadly game of kill or be killed…

Longarm teaches some killers the golden rule…If Deputy U.S. Marshal Custis Long can’t get a raise—he’ll take a vacation. Longarm decides to accompany the beautiful Lila Chandler back to her family ranch for some well-deserved R&R. Along the way the couple meet a newspaperman with a prospector’s map—and soon the threesome are headed for Skull Mountain in search of gold.   But they aren’t the only ones. Someone has paid a deadly visit to Lila’s father—a legendary lawman. Longarm will have to put the quest for justice before the rush for riches…because his vacation just ended early.

Five killer outlaws, one killer beauty, and a night Longarm will never forget...Longarm's trapped up in the Ruby Mountains with a bad spell of amnesia—and a woman too wild to ever forget. And until Longarm gets his senses back, he's got no choice but to trust her—before the Haskill Gang gives him a new memory...his last.

Longarm must tame a land where the law is lost… Deputy Marshal Custis Long has been sent to the blood-soaked rangelands of Texas to quell a rampage of violence. It began when a powerful ranch fenced in its smaller neighbors—and now the entire valley is about to explode like a powder keg.   But in a land where old feuds never die and new feuds come alive by the minute, Longarm will have to slap leather and sling lead before he can lay down the law…

Longarm’s got to spend lead—to save face.Deputy U.S. Marshal Custis Long is sent to Arkansas to escort a hired gun back to Colorado for trial. But Longarm only gets Famous Frank Hungerford as far as the nearest train station before he’s played a fool. Five dead men later, Famous Frank is free. And Longarm’s blood is boiling…   Hot on Famous Frank’s trail, Longarm gets some Charity in West Texas—a bank gal named Charity, that is. Her pillowtalk leads Longarm to a cattle baron recruiting an army of hard cases to start a range war.   War may be hell. But a hoodwinked Longarm is the devil himself…