It is almost too much for even a Sackett to handle! He could outride and outshoot any five men, but he was a fool for a lady in distress. The posse was hot on his trail for murder when he took time out to rescue Sylvie from a gang of desperados. it wasn't til she bushwhacked him with a shotgun, and tried to poison him that he realised she was up to no good. After he'd heard her sad story, he should have cut and run, but somehow Sackett never seems...

"Bo Creel and Scratch Morton have a lot of experience with the law: they've been breaking it most of their lives. But now the drifters are down to their last dime, and they accept the best job they can get in a boomtown called Mankiller. Their boss is a drunken sheriff named Biscuits O'Brien. Their tin stars are mighty pretty. And they start to take their new job seriously, until they're standing between a cunning clan of killers and the town's cowering...

Joe Christmas does not know whether he is black or white. Faulkner makes of Joe's tragedy a powerful indictment of racism; at the same time Joe's life is a study of the divided self and becomes a symbol of 20th century man. Light in August is the story od Lena Grove's search for the father of her unborn child, and features one of Faulkner's most memorable characters: Joe Christmas, a desperate drifter consumed by his mixed ancestry.

"In town, they called her 'Crazy Widow Dinsmore.' But Elly was no stranger to their ridicule--she had been an outsider all her life, growing up in a darkened house under the strict eye of her eccentric grandparents. Now she was all alone, with two little boys to raise, and a third child on the way. Will Parker drifted into Whitney, Georgia, one lazy summer afternoon, hoping to put his lonely past behind him. He yearned for the tenderness he had never...

"If anyone can get a shipment of brides to the church on time, its Bo Creel and Scratch Morton. But this time, they'll have to cross hell and high water to escort four marriage-bound beauties to a remote gold mining town in Alaska. The brides-to-be include a dangerously attractive widow, her sweet-hearted niece, and two of their friends. The roadblocks to the altar include a lecherous saloon owner, a lovesick sailor, and a gang of hired guns. And...

Cowboy drifter Rick Cooper is on the run in the California desert when he meets Gladys Ryan, an eccentric widow who offers him a ride in her classic 1970 Mustang. Before long she convinces him to accompany her to Northern Ontario to help refurbish her hunting lodge, promising him a share of the upcoming season's profits and hinting at more. The offer is too good to pass up. Rick takes to life in the bush, working hard to make the lodge successful....

Meet Scratch Morton and Bo Creel, two amiable drifters and old pals. Veterans of cowboying, cattle drives, drunken brawls, and a couple of shoot-outs, Scratch and Bo are mostly honest and don't go looking for trouble--it's usually there when they wake up in the morning. Now, in remote Arizona Territory, they're caught up in a battle between two stagecoach lines. The owner of one, a beautiful widow, has gotten both Scratch and Bo hot and bothered,...

"At the Texas Rose Saloon, you can bet your bottom dollar that some lowlife will try to cheat you, beat you, or defeat you. But bar owner Ben Savage won't let a few bad customers ruin a good time. And he's got the guns to prove it... Located in the bullet-riddled heart of Texas, the Texas Rose Saloon in the town of Buzzard's Bluff, is a magnet for drifters, grifters, and outlaws on the run. That's why the bar's manager, the beautiful Rachel Baskin,...

Life in the small Southern town of Sutter's Cross is comfortable and predictible until the homeless man shows up. Disheveled and bruised, he seems to have no past. But almost immediately, the town is touched by his quiet presence. Who is this stranger?

As far as the eye could see was vast empty horizon. Evie Teale had finally accepted that her husband would not be coming home. She and the children were alone now. Conagher was a dark-eyed drifter who wasn't about to let a gang of rustlers push him around.