Saloon Stories

In a very far away old town, in a rustic and well concerned saloon, Jimmy, the bartender and cook of the old place, heard, during years working there, the most diverse and wonderful stories, he heard people claiming the most outrageous things and act like it was nothing, since some people claiming that they saw god's living and fighting among side mere humans to people claiming that they found their soulmate in a death match. Most of the time, he wanted to laugh and say that what they claimed was all an obvious lie, but he couldn't. So, most of the time, he shoved it off, smiling and nodding or pretending that he wasn't listening to the stories with a warm heart. After all, most of the people that come to the saloon are strangers, strangers that he would never see again, with stories that he would never forget. So, what was left for him to do was his work, serving them drinks and food while listening to them with a comfortable smile.

Two well known bank robbers make their way to the bank you work at. What will happen when you take a stand? What will happen when the sheriff shows up? When you are (quite literally) swept off your feet by the charming Rhodes McCoy and taken hostage, you rely on the help of your long time sheriff friend, James Bronco, to save you.

Four women thrust into their livelihoods by circumstances beyond their control work to save themselves from fate's hand. The old west is full of danger, and working in a saloon does nothing to protect them. Each of them is after something different. Will they succeed in their dreams, or will trouble stand in the way?

This is a biography of "Saloon Girl" ancestor from Addams family musical. The events in this story is Canon in my AU! Please enjoy I will update it a lot!

My name is Lexi and I always have a way of screwing things up. I just graduated high School in the summer. It is now fall and I am six months pregnant.... To someone who is my best friend. I am seventeen.... My best friends are in a band they call themselves Avenged Sevenfold. I have vowed to be a better mother then my mother... So what do I do when my world comes crashing down before it builds back up again???

A story about a knight and his squire, entering a saloon and the knight telling his squire his life's story.

Elizabeth Perez, former bounty hunter turned outlaw has stumbled upon the Van Der Lin gang. Death, blood, money and betrayal she was expecting. One thing she wasn't? Love.

This is a collection of brief stories, in a six-panel comic strip format, about a group of Teddy Bears who drink sarsaparilla, play pinochle and get into adventures at the Buckhorn Saloon (modeled after the Buckhorn Saloon in Pinos Altos, New Mexico). Sometimes humorous, sometimes reflective, the stories are a heartwarming look on friendship, getting along with others and what it takes to be a community.

A man named james makes an unlikely friend

Mark, a mystery writer, is drinking himself into oblivion in a Martian saloon while awaiting his death. His executioner is neither man nor machine. She's something more. Something beautiful. She's a Golem. With only six hours to live, Mark embarks on a journey to understand Golems, and perhaps find a way to escape his dark fate.

Cursed City é uma cidade conhecida por acontecimentos macabros em seu território ao cair da noite. O que pode acontecer à pobre Charlotte quando ela decide sair sem rumo ou um bom plano à procura do pai desaparecido em um acidente? (Conto escrito para um concurso temático de Western Horror em 2011)

Welcome to the Jailhouse Saloon! The Jailhouse is not your run-of-the-mill watering hole! In fact, it might be the only one of its kind! Here everyone is welcome, so long as you have manners and follow the rules. Rule 1: Be polite and don't start any fights. The staff and other patrons are not here to be your servants or put up with your problems. Rule 2: If you can't follow Rule Number 1, you will be removed from the building, courtesy of the Marshal, his deputies, or the proprietors. "That girl is like a shot of good whiskey: She'll go down smooth, but if you get too much of her attention she'll knock you on your face." Whiskey Clipper is the bartender, almost partner, and peacekeeper for The Jailhouse. She grew up behind a bar and that's where she plans to stay. Her job is to make sure everyone has a good time at the Jailhouse, even if it means throwing out people twice her size. She can whip just about anything on two legs in a fistfight, she can draw and shoot better than the Marshal, and she's pretty to boot. No one messes with Whiskey. Price Montgomery rode into town as a hired gun for the local cattle baron. He met the fiery bartender named Whiskey within minutes after he arrived. Sparks flew, but Whiskey refuses to like any man who works for Abner Baker, the man who is taking over the country with his guns for hire and high and mighty ways. Price has only ever been loyal to the money he is paid until he meets Whiskey who is no fan of gunhands. The beautiful, independent woman makes him stop and think, as does the stark realization that the men he has been hired to kill are not the true problem. Price's decision to quit the job and join Whiskey and her friends, the farmers and ranchers that Baker despises, does not sit well with the big cattleman. This leads to leads more trouble, with Whiskey and Price caught in the crosshairs. Bullets are flying and whiskey gets spilled in this first tale about the Jailhouse Saloon.

A small town in the desert like any other until a mysterious stranger came to visit, a girl who lived there who wanted more out of life a singer/dancer never thought her life wouldn't change until he walked in. A handsome stranger and a beautiful girl meet in a saloon love at first sight. (Special request from a special person.♥️)

hello this was smth random i started but then really liked, it's a dnf wild west oneshot :) hope u guys like it!! it's nothing much, but i think it's cool enough to post. i don't expect it to get much traction so yeah, this is just for funnn lowercase intended :) tw/cws: guns, homophobia (?), alcohol