Novel-Classic Stories

Hawk Carse himself goes to keep Judd the Kite's rendezvous with the sinister genius Ku Sui.

Commander John Hanson recalls his harrowing expedition among the giant spiders of FX-31.

A world had collapsed around this man--a world that would never shout his praises again. The burned-out cities were still and dead, the twisted bodies and twisted souls giving him their last salute in death. And now he was alone, alone surrounded by memories, alone and waiting.

Home is where you hang up your spaceship--that is, if you have any Miss Kitty along!

Foraminifera 9-Hart Bailey's Beam is bored. He relieves that boredom by traveling back in time to sometime before the high radiation levels and after the invention of anesthesia-you know, in case of accidents. He's read of the Mafia in New York City of the 1950s. He think that might be a place to start. He finds five you men, all dressed in same color jacket, and asks directions to the recruiting office of the "dread Camorra." He assures them he has plenty of money in his carry-all...

To Kworn the object was a roadblock, threatening his life. But it was also a high road to a magnificent future!

Generally, human beings don't do totally useless things consistently and widely. So--maybe there is something to it.

The sand-thing was powerful, lonely and strange. No doubt it was a god--but who wasn't?

The starways' Lone Watcher had expected some odd developments in his singular, nerve-fraught job on the asteroid. But nothing like the weird twenty-one-day liquid test devised by the invading Steel-Blues.

They had only one mission in the Galaxy, with its infinite problems--make more of 'em!