Supernatural Western

Silas Johnson was on the fast track to becoming a foreman at a local ranch in Brownfield, Texas. However, backing down from a gunfight with a good-for-nothing thug changed everything and ruined his future. A lonely shack to come home to after a day at his dead-end job - no prospects in sight. Silas is tired of his no good life now. He wants to turn it around and gain the respect of the town, but doesn't know how.

Asphalt was his home as Jensen Grimes tallied miles on his Indian motorcycle to escape from a dangerous life that was too much to bear. Never in his wildest dreams had he fathomed the motorcycle club, Chrome Poppies, would turn into a bloodbath. He was running from them and running from the law, after the body count escalated to exorbitant levels. When Jensen makes it to a small mountain town in central California, he thought he was in the clear until a precocious young girl, Emilie Dillon, begging for money appears in his life.

Four Grimstone teens are dead, the life seemingly vacuumed from their withered bodies. The lone clue, a magic residue in their blood. Convinced it’s the work of a supernatural drug, Sheriff Jackson entrusts the case to us while she’s away. I just need to keep my junior partner in line.

Deputy Marshal Zebadiah Clemens can't die. After the Civil War came to a close, Zeb decided to head west to raise cattle and a family. No sooner did he step off the train in Texas, a stray bullet knocked him senseless. Believing he'd somehow cheated death, he gave up on his peaceful plans and became a lawman. After migrating farther west into New Mexico, he expected to find the usual run-of-the-mill outlaws - not a strange woman watching him from the edge of his dreams. He might be imagining it all - or still unconscious with a head wound - but with his luck, it's probably real.