Novel-Classic Stories

Anybody who shunned a Cure needed his head examined--assuming he had one left!

The climate was perfect, the sky was always blue, and--best of all--nobody had to work. What more could anyone want?

The man worth while couldn't be allowed to smile. if he ever laughed at himself, the entire ship and crew were as good as dead!

Before science, there was superstition. After science, there will be. what? The biggest, most staggering, MOST FINAL fact of them all!

In their pursuit of an unscrupulous scientist, Phil and Ione are swung into hyperspace--marooned in a realm of strange sights and shapes.

A stupid blunder--and Mark Forepaugh faces a life of castaway loneliness in the savage welter of the planet Inra's monster-ridden jungles.

Mars had gifts to offer and Earth had much in return--if delivery could be arranged!

The planet itself was tough enough--barren, desolate, forbidding; enough to stop the most adventurous and dedicated. But they had to run head-on against a mad genius who had a motto: Death to all Terrans!

He had borne the thousand and one injuries with humility and charity. But the insults! These were more than he could suffer....

Crane didn't get the nice man's name--until it was far too late to do anything at all about it.