Welcome to the Shattered West!

John hated cells almost as much as he hated demons or the nicotine craving that the combo of the gum and patch weren’t curbing. Detective...

John was never a very patient man. Add a craving for cigarettes that was driving him up a wall and it made for a train wreck waiting to...

The three decided food was a good idea. None could remember the last time they ate. The lunch crowds had since vanished and dinner was...

The ride into town was quieter than quiet. Not even Amos made a sound. His arm had been washed and wrapped in a towel but then he’d...

Another quiet car ride. Midnite came along this time. If there truly was a war going on, he knew his neutrality wouldn’t matter. It had...

Chapter 3: To Hell and Back A rhythmic knock at the door roused everyone from their slumber. The realization hit them all ...

It had been a very quiet drive. John hadn’t dared break the silence. His curiosity at what Perkins thought he’d get out of the ol’ witch...

A massive inquiry had been made. TOP people from both sides had confirmed they were not involved in Cherry’s death. For all the backdoor...

Chapter Three: Something very different Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, May 5, 1869 Colt was awakened to an all too familiar yet entirely...

Chapter 2: To Hell and Back The shock of what had just happened, the adrenaline pumping through their veins, and the horror at what lay...

The last few days had been a blur. Father Perkins had led him to the scene. Whoever had done it wasn’t being shy about it. John supposed...

Chapter Two: A longer voyage Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, May 4, 1869 By morning, Klaus was gone. How he’d disappeared without a...

To Hell and Back Chapter One The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hope that Saint Nicholas soon would be there... But who...

The bustle of the street had kept him from getting back to sleep. Man, was he exhausted, but after the night he had, no wonder. The...

Chapter One: A long voyage Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, May 3, 1869 Colt Marsh. Saying it was like speaking a foreign language. It’d...