HOWDY and Welcome Western readers and friends! 🤠🌵

Now introducing “The Arduous Quest Western Adventure” Novel Series by author B. S. Daniels. Book One, titled “Trail of Fate,” is a knee-slapping captivating tribute to the action-packed adventures of the wild, wild west, and a must-read for fans and buffs of the old classic Westerns!

The Fantastic Intro To “Trail of Fate” ~ B. S. Daniels

Reg is a man of honor, but his quest for justice may result in bloodshed.
Will the fate he faces prove to be a turning point in his life?
Justice or despair?
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From The Author:
“This book is dedicated to all those who have crossed my path. In one way or another, they helped create who and what I am today.”
~B. S. Daniels

“If there is no will, There is no way.
If there is the will, There is always a way.“

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PROLOGUE

THE TRAIL OF FATE
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The sun rises. Is it fate?

The moon rises. Is it fate?

The people we meet and the places where we travel.  

Is it fate?

All the many roads, twists, and turns, the people who come and go in our lives.

Fate … What does it have in store for you?

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First Sneak Peek Of Trail of Fate~And so it begins!

LATE 1800s – COLORADO FOOTHILLS

REG

The air was crisp and cool, carrying a hint of sage and the constant feel of prairie dust.
I slept as all men on horseback do, using their well-worn saddle as a pillow and the stars as trail companions. The morning light began to show in a cloudless blue sky.

The small fire I built helped keep the morning chill at bay, and the smell of wood smoke and fresh coffee was a pleasant aroma.

I had a hundred memories of times gone by sitting around a fire with a pot of hot coffee, enjoying the fire by myself or with companions. New or old timers, ones from just over the hill or miles away in this vast country, we all had a story to share.

The one thing we had in common was the stories. We kept a few to ourselves, but there were others we gladly shared. Coffee and a campfire were the best ways to gather information, or maybe just by listening to a tall tale that would be passed on for many years. It was the cowboy way to keep a person’s memory and legacy alive.

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All my senses snapped into full alert when I heard the report of a gunshot in the distance. Another shot rang out as I strained to look through the early morning’s dim light. Instantly, I determined it was shots from two separate guns.

Every gun carried a specific tune; some were short and snappy, while others played a smoother ring. The shots split the air only seconds apart and rang from what seemed south of my location. I figured the shots echoed up from the valley floor below me, and with the sound traveling uphill, I estimated it to be about two miles down the adjacent draw.

The air and the surrounding area were now as ghostly quiet as a graveyard. I thought about why the shots had occurred. I was in the middle of no man’s land. . .

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WHO IS Novelist B. S. Daniels?

B. S. Daniels is an American writer, novelist, and former professional bull rider from Gunnison, CO.

Daniels will soon release his first book in The Arduous Quest – Adventurous Western Novel Series and aims to revive the popularity of the classic “Spaghetti Westerns” for a new generation of readers with “Trail of Fate,” which will be book one of the series and will be available in late summer 2024 from Amazon and Barnes and Noble and featured in various online magazines and book sites in paperback and Kindle formats.

Raised in Colorado, Daniels has been a successful business owner and creative entrepreneur for 40+ years. Now, bitten by the writing bug, he plans to write and publish several novels in his Arduous Quest series after the release of Trail of Fate. 
When Daniels is not writing, he enjoys spending time with his cattle dog in the great outdoors while still working on entrepreneurial endeavors.

He has raised four wonderful children and now delights in spending time with his “little posse” of grandkids, teaching them to appreciate the simple things in life.
The author and novelist currently resides in Wyoming, USA.

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(Western Photos Courtesy of Freepic)

~ Now Another Special Sneak Peek Excerpt Read Of Trial of Fate ~ Enjoy! 🌵🐎🌵📚🤠

Just as the bounty hunters left town, the stagecoach filled with passengers and luggage rolled to a stop directly in front of the ladies. The make-shift station inside the café was the regular drop-off point in Two Forks.

A clean-cut gentleman stepped out of the coach, waving away the road dust, and greeted the proprietor.

“Hello, I would like to introduce myself, my dear lady. My name is Mr. Asher Lionel,” he said as he leaned on a black walking stick topped by a cut glass knob.

“My charges and I are passing through, and I hope to find a suitable establishment to settle in and rest our weary bones for a few days. Would you be kind enough to direct me and point out a fine eatery, as well?”

“Uncle, have we finally arrived after being delayed an extra day? And for a baby, no less!” said a young lady inside the coach. “I am parched and disheveled from riding in this awful conveyance.”

“That would be my niece, Jaida,” he said. “Well, then, alight and enjoy nature’s bounty.”

Mr. Asher put his hand forward to help Jaida out of the carriage. The teenage lass wore finery that suggested she was on her way to the debutant’s ball in New York City. She flapped her arms and flounced her dress, fussing over the dust on her delicate slipper shoes.

Jetta covered her mouth so the girl wouldn’t see her giggle while Sara poked her in the ribs.

“Oh, my goodness,” Sara whispered.

“Uncle, may I get out of this cage, also?” said a boy looking out of the side window of the coach. “I don’t want to miss watching a cowboy in a gunfight while stuck inside this box.”

“And that voice belongs to her younger brother and my nephew, Chase,” said the impeccable Mr. Asher.

And out of the carriage shot a young boy in a beige linen traveling suit smeared with sweat-dried dust around the collar and handprints on the trousers.

“Nephew, a bath for you before we dine!”

“Welcome to Two Forks,” Maggie said. “My goodness, the dust is thick today,” she continued, blaming her choking voice on the ever-present street dust. “Please step up onto the boardwalk and out of the street.”

“Street? You call this a street?” said Jaida in the most sarcastic tone. “This looks more like a back alley in the slums.”

“Jaida, your manners!”

Maggie stepped off the boardwalk to glance inside the coach to unload the baby, but no one seemed willing to help. Baby, what baby? I thought I heard her say they were delayed because of a baby.

Wanting to assure herself that it was empty, she glanced again and stepped away from the coach, wide-eyed but saying nothing.

She recognized the famous Mr. Scott sitting inside and thought it best to keep quiet until he revealed his presence.

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“Watch yourselves! This here stuff ain’t gonna unload its own self.
Dern! Whacha totin’ in them bags, rocks? Look out under me,” said Bailey, Zeke’s newly hired driver, as luggage pieces rained down off the coach.

“Missy, you best get ya some boots for stompin’ here abouts. Ya getting’ me, ya heah me? Rattlers and such bite mitey hard.”

“My carpetbags are ruined!” Jaida moaned as she saw one had landed in a horse’s road apple.

Interrupting the grumbling, Maggie welcomed the newcomers again and invited them inside the café for a meal.

Sara served Zeke and Bailey a glass of lemonade before they scrambled out the door to hit the trail.

“Ready to giddyap, Zeke?” Bailey asked.

“I believe I am ready to leave these city slickers in our dust, Bailey,” replied Zeke with a shake of his head.

“Well, don’t leave me here with this bunch,” grumbled the unknown man from inside the coach, who obviously preferred to remain unidentified. “I will take my chances to unload elsewhere if you don’t mind.”

“Hiya, you girls! Giddyap, there!” Bailey called to the team.

Sara stood in the corner, gaping at the three sitting in the dining room. She had never witnessed people act like this anywhere, especially in Two Forks.

Gazing through the oversized café windows, Jaida’smouth worked like a guppy gasping for air as she watched Bailey’s hat fly off her head, landing on her shoulders. Luckily, Bailey wore a rawhide tie on her hat, or she would have lost it in her rush to get the team away from the depot.

“Why, Uncle, that was a girl who drove our stagecoach. How utterly uncivilized,” remarked Jaida.

 “What? A girl! Now this I gotta see,” echoed Chase, knowing if this were true, he would have the first of many stories to tell his friends when they returned home.

            “Looks like the town could have some excitement coming our way in the near future,” Maggie said, nodding her head with a spring in her step.

           No sooner were those words out of Maggie’s mouth than Jaida became even more astonished.

“Here comes some sort of wagon with another girl driving it. Surely you DO NOT expect me to learn the ways of the dust-eating, uneducated, backwoods mountain girls while we are staying here?” she yelped while Maggie’s customers stared in awe.

            Maggie looked out the window and said, “Oh, look. It’s Nancy back with the girls, and she let Caty drive. I wonder if they have any news from the ranch?”

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CAT knows that for all my readers who enjoy reading Western action and adventures with splashes of Western humor, you will want to read B. S. Daniels’ new novel “Trail of Fate” and “The Arduous Quest” series! The Cat had heard a rumor that he was hard at work writing book two of the series.

I hope you enjoyed meeting B. S. and the sneak peek excerpts.
Book one will be released sometime next month.
So Y’all come back as I will be sharing a cover reveal and more! 📚🌵🤠🐎 🪢🌵