Novel-Classic Stories

There's a fortune in a boxer who feels no pain. This one didn't, except in odd ways....

The city was sacred, but not to its gods. Michaelson was a god--but far from sacred!

After space, there was always one more river to cross. the far side of hatred and murder!

By all the laws of nature, he should have been dead. But if he were alive. then there was something he had to find.

Erd Neff wanted as little to do with his fellow men as possible. So he lived alone in his big cash-vault. Alone, except for John....

Five millenniums have passed since the loathsome Termans were eliminated from the world of Diskra.... But what of the other planets?

Tabby was peculiar, of course, but seemed harmless: just a little green fly that couldn't even protect itself from ordinary spiders. So the spiders fed, and grew, and fed, and grew....

It was a strange and bitter Earth over which the Chancellor ruled--a strange and deformed world. There were times when the Chancellor suspected that he really was a humanistic old fool, but this seemed to be his destiny and it was difficult to be anything else. Human, like all other organic life on Earth, was dying. Where it spawned, it spawned monsters. What was to be the answer?

Two intrepid Earth-men fight it out with the horrific monsters of Zeud's frightful jungles.

There's nothing wrong with dying--it just hasn't ever had the proper sales pitch!