Science Fiction Stories

Sound the fanfare! Beat the drums! Shout hosannas! Here he comes....

I hear a step outside. It is our Targa guide, the man who in three days is to lead us across the unknown plateaus of the mysterious Imoschaoch. The lamp casts a yellow light on the paper. Strange fate, which, I never knew exactly why, decided one day when I was a lad of sixteen that I should prepare myself for Saint Cyr, and gave me there André de Saint-Avit as classmate. A great insect has flown in through the window. It is an African May bug, big, black, with spots of livid grey...

The place called Sodom was bad enough. But right down the road was the other town--and that was even worse!

A scientist creates a serum which can bring humans back to life.

Now, if the animal we know as a cow were to evolve into a creature with near-human intelligence, so that she thought of herself as a "person".

This is just a (very) short story, nothing more. It was not written to offend anyone's sensibilities, or their religion, culture, or personal beliefs. It's just for fun.

How does the weakest, least deadly, less intelligent, with the worst scientists, that cannot agree on anything, survive, and thrive in the Galaxy?

A manuscript is found: filled with small, precise writing and smelling of pit-water, it tells the story of an old recluse and his strange home - and its even stranger, jade-green double, seen by the recluse on an otherworldly plain where gigantic gods and monsters roam.

Here is a modern tale of an inner-directed sorcerer and an outer-directed sorcerer's apprentice.

This world was a setup for any man who wanted to get along--provided one had enough victims to toss to the wolves!