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!

Got a problem? Just pick up the phone. It solved them all--and all the same way!

Except for transportation, it was absolutely free. but how much would the freight cost?

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.

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

We gave this story to competent, and pretty gal artist. We said, "Read this carefully, dream on it, and come up with an illustration." A week later, she returned with the finished drawing. "The hero," she said. We did a double take. "Hey! That's not the hero." She looked us straight in the eye. "Can you prove it?" She had us. We couldn't, and she left hurriedly to go home and cook dinner for her family. And what were they having? Frog legs, what else?

The general was bucking for his other star--and this miserable contraption bucked right back!

The youngster of this story isn't a child monster at all. He's just--a "destructor." And that in itself is somehow unimaginably terrifying!