Max Brand

Max Brand (Frederick Schiller Faust amerikai író) regényének a cselekménye egy kisvárosban kezdődik, ahol a hírhedt törvényen kívüli, Black Jack Hollis halálát követően Elizabeth Cornish úgy dönt, hogy örökbe fogadja az árva fiát, Terence Colbyt.Elizabeth fogadást köt bátyjával, Vance-szel: meg van győződve arról, hogy a megfelelő nevelés révén Terence tisztességes emberré válhat, függetlenül apja múltjától.Terence huszonötödik születésnapjához közeledve Vance próbára teszi Elizabeth hitét, és olyan eseményeket indít el, amelyek során Terence-nek szembe kell néznie saját örökségével és döntéseivel.A könyv a Pesti Hírlap Könyvek sorozatban megjelent A revolverhős fia címen.

Terence Oliver Paul Rivers was named after the three black sheep of his aristocratic Southern family. Perhaps it was perverse, but he grew up the wildest, craziest bucko of them all. Charleston couldn't hold him. A well-placed bullet between the eyes of a dueling opponent took care of that. So Terence headed west to Zander City. There he met the legendary Lost Wolf, a white man who'd been raised by the savage Cheyennes. Lost Wolf had turned out so crazy that the Cheyennes wouldn't make him a chief even though he was their best fighter. Between this untamed white Indian and the runaway Southern aristocrat developed the strangest friendship in the history of the West!

Závěrečná část tetralogie o Hvízdavém Danovi. Po letech opět ožije dědictví Dana Barryho, když jeho dcera Joan vyslechne hlas svého srdce a jde za volností, pravdou, i za svým štěstím...

Hunter was a man who could rip a tree trunk from the ground with his bare hands or tame the wildest stallion with his kind manner. Nobody west of the Pecos would have dared run afoul of the mighty frontiersman. But Pete Reeve didn't have the reputation of a dead shot because he relied on his common sense. Then Bull and Pete crossed paths, and townsfolk from Cheyenne to San Antonio braced for the battle.

The Great West prior to the century's turn abounded in legend. Stories were told of fabled gunmen whose bullets always magically found their mark of mighty stallions whose tireless gallop rivaled the speed of the wind of glorious women whose beauty stunned mind and heart. But nowhere in the vast spread of the mountain-desert country was there a greater legend told than the story of Red Pierre and the phantom gunfighter McGurk.

Brand's career as an author of Westerns began with this tale set in an otherworldly Wild West, which first appeared as a serial in All-Story magazine and was soon transformed into a film starring Tom Mix.

John Templar sikeres aranymosó útja után Last Luck városkába érkezik. A városka vendégszeretete helyett azonban váratlanul a városka börtöne fogadta. Csak úgy szabadulhat ki, hogy szolgálatába áll a helység leggazdagabb emberének, Condonnak. Ettõl kezdve titokzatos dolgok történnek körülötte. Meghiúsít egy gyilkossági kísérletet, leteríti a támadót. Feltûnik a házban egy kínai szakácsnõ, aki bármilyen csinos is, fölöttébb gyanúsan viselkedik. A ház gondnokáról, Snyderrõl kiderül, hegy korántsem az, akinek kiadja magát. Úgy tûnik, a házigazda unokaöccse is rosszban sántikál és utálja jótevõjét. Templar nyomozni kezd, de csaknem rajtaveszt. Csak a jó szerencse menti meg a méregtõl, amelyet elemózsiájába kevertek?

A classic western from one of the masters of the genre.

"It was time then for action, and Lefty Joe prepared for the descent into the home of the enemy. Let it not be thought that he approached this moment with a fallen heart, and with a cringing, snaky feeling as a man might be expected to feel when he approached to murder a sleeping foeman. For that was not Lefty's emotion at all. Rather he was overcome by a tremendous happiness. He could have sung with joy at the thought that he was about to rid himself of this pest."

And maybe I ain't. Sinclair brushed the entire argument away into a thin mist of smoke. "Now, look here, Cold Feet, I'm about to go to sleep, and when I sleep, I sure sleep sound, taking it by and large. They's times when I don't more'n close one eye all night, and they's times when you'd have to pull my eyes open, one by one, to wake me up. Understand? I'm going to sleep the second way tonight. About eight hours of the soundest sleep you ever heard tell of."

Doone had won the respect of every law-abiding citizen, from Tombstone to Sonora--and the hatred of every bushwacking bandit! But Bill Gregg wasn't one to let a living legend get in his way. What nobody told Gregg was that Doone didn't enjoy living up to his hard-riding, rip-roaring life--unless he took a chance at losing it once in a while.

The raucous beginning of Brand's Western is traditional: A gunfighter is shot dead in the street. However, when spinster Elizabeth Cornish takes his baby to raise and wagers with her brother that blood will not "will out"--that Jack's son will not be a murderer--a fascinating story of nature versus nurture emerges.

With gusts of wind fanning it roughly, the flame rose fast. Harrigan made other journeys to the rotten stump and wrenched away great chunks of bark and wood. He came back and piled them on the fire. It towered high, the upper tongues twisting among the branches of the tree. They laid Kate Malone between the windbreak and the fire. In a short time her trembling ceased; she turned her face to the blaze and slept.

The Seventh Man was written in the year 1921 by Max Brand. This book is one of the most popular novels of Max Brand, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

The Night Horseman was written in the year 1920 by Max Brand. This book is one of the most popular novels of Max Brand, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

… mire felegyenesedett a székben, már Haines revolverének torkába bámulhatott. Elfojtott szitkozódás tört ki belőle.– Ezt igazán nagyon ügyesen csinálta, hogy vinné el magát az ördög!– Sajnálom, seriff. Emelje fel a kezét, de gyorsan. Sürget az idő. Végtére is nem sokat számít, hogy az ajtó zárva van.A seriff engedelmeskedett, és a magasba emelte a karjait.– A kulcsokat! – szólt rá erélyesen Haines.– Ott vannak az asztalon.– Köszönöm. Kinek a lova áll ott kikötve a börtön mögött?– Az enyém.– Akkor sajnos kölcsön kell vennem a lovát. De megígérem, hogy visszajuttatom, amint biztonságban leszek.