Novel-Classic Stories

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.

Edison attempts to stave off a Martian attack on Earth -- with his own invasion of Mars!

The ship was proof against any test, but the men inside her could be strained and warped, individually and horribly. Unfortunately, while the men knew that, they couldn't really believe it. The Aliens could--and did.

There was a reason why his scripts were smash hits--they had realism. And why not? He was reliving every scene and emotion in them!

They would learn what caused the murderous disease--if it was the last thing they did!

Every century has its advantages and its drawbacks," he said. "We, for instance, have bred out sexual desire. And, as for you people.

A man may be a scoundrel, a crook, a high-phased confidence man, and still work toward a great dream which will be worth far more than the momentary damage his swindles cost.

The Emperor must be getting old, they thought, to deal so mercifully with the upstart Jursan Rebels--which was quite true. He was not too young to dream....

If Nature suddenly began to behave differently, what we consider obvious and elementary today might become--unthinkable.

It seemed Earth was a rich, and undefended planet in a warring, hating galaxy. Things can be deceptive though; children playing can be quite rough--but that ain't war, friend!