Showing results by publisher "Speaking Volumes" in Action & Adventure

On every street, in every major city, the battle for America is raging, and one man is caught in the killing crossfire. To the FLNA terrorists he is the deadliest of enemies. To a gutless government he is a dangerous fanatic. Only one thing is certain: All that stands between America and total chaos is David Holden and the Patriots. Now the ex-SEAL commando is leading his special team of freedom fighters on a blood-soaked mission to stop a sinister conspiracy. For a master assassin has America's last hope in his lethal cross hairs.

Someone has organized the inner city's toughest gangs, trained and armed them with sophisticated weaponry, and set them loose on the streets. By the time the police and politicos can act, it's too late: the ruthless armies of the night have turned America into a war zone. Every home and public place is a potential target. No one is safe. In one brutal instant, Professor David Holden had lost all a man could lose. Now the ex-Navy SEAL commando is fighting the war only a desperate man can wage. And once he's begun, no force on earth can stop him.

As the race for Metro mayor heats up, the city explodes in a new wave of brutal violence. The radical FLNA has a simple strategy to insure their candidate's victory: bombings, kidnappings, and cold-blooded murder. One way or another, the terrorists are heavily favored to make a killing. Only David Holden and his Patriots refuse to run scared.

Hank Frost, the one-eyed mercenary captain, goes on a vicious blood-hunt into the jungles of war-torn Central Africa, carrying his vendetta against the kill-crazy rogue commander who massacred Frost's outfit down to the very last man. The trail leads him into a three-sided ground war between communist terrorist butchers, a bloody-handed puppet dictator, and the CIA's own revolutionary army.

Hank Frost, the one-eyed merc Captain with the mile-long string of eye patch jokes, the overused nine mm and a low-budget bank account, loses the commission on a multi-million-dollar deal and to keep on eating, hires out for a vendetta against the Burmese drug warlords. With a mercenary commando team, Frost penetrates the steaming Southeast Asian jungles to knock off the kingpin of the raw opium trade and avenge a savage murder.

That message and a bloody finger are all Hank Frost finds after he loses his prize charge to terrorist kidnappers. And to get Balsam back, the fast-talking, fast-shooting, one-eyed mercenary captain has to gut his way through a sado-masochist torture team, neo-Nazi gunmen and a vastly powerful Fourth Reich conspiracy. The French police are after Frost, and so is Israeli Intelligence and the beautiful Mossad agent Marita, who claims to be Balsam's daughter. From Chicago to Paris, to the Bavarian Alps, from terrorist assaults to torture sessions, Hank Frost is in trouble.

Assassination in the Swiss Alps...terrorism in the Central American jungle...treachery in Washington...and Hank Frost is right in the middle! The wise-cracking mercenary captain is up to his eyepatch in brutal violence.

Things are heating up in Big Coulee. Unorthodox road agent Horse-shy Halloran, who got his name because horses always do him dirt, has been seen in town buying women's clothing. The gold miners' association is about to ship $70,000 of gold dust. The brutal and fearsome Burgoyne brothers are in the neighborhood. And Wells Fargo agent Samuel Quarternight has fallen in love with the banker's daughter, Faye.

Ex-lawman Clint Adams makes his living as a traveling gun trader, a job which takes him all over the West. In a sleepy Missouri town, he finds a trio of beautiful women who will do anything - pay any price - to be reunited with their former "protector", Con Macklin. The Gunsmith agrees to take them to him and rides out on the dirty and dangerous trail to Mexico. He delivers the women, but faces an army of hardcases led by Macklin - who wants his women back and The Gunsmith dead.

Three outlaws arrive in the country town of Big Tree, California, on a blazing hot day of a long dry summer, in this well-crafted western by veteran Pronzini ( The Last Days of Horse-Shy Halloran). A huge shipment of munitions is a-sittin' in Big Tree just a-waitin' to be stole-and they're a-goin' to do it. But the burglary gets bungled, an explosion sets the town on fire, and there is only one way out of the parched valley for the townsfolk - by train.

Liz Archer had an ache inside after the Nolan clan slaughtered her fiancé and family. An ache only revenge could heal. She got help from Tate Gilmore, who taught her how to shoot like a man and make love like a woman. He called her Angel Eyes, because those huge baby blues would be the last thing the Nolans would ever see before she blew them all the way to hell!

It took just one hard-drinking, high-rolling poker game to make Tracker the owner of one of the fanciest hotels in San Francisco. With his buddy Duke Farrell, one of the West's slickest con men, Tracker took off to see his new merchandise. Tracker barely had time to get used to San Francisco's city ways before he was caught up in a boxing match, a couple of gunfights, too many fistfights, and more pretty women then even he could keep track of. But then, Tracker was always good with his hands.