Science Fiction Stories

The Gravity Gang was a group of geniuses--devoting its brilliance to creating a realistic Solar System for Disneyland. That was the story, anyway. No one would have believed all that stuff about cops and robbers from outer space.

"My uncle," said the man with the glass eye, "was what you might call a hemi-semi-demi millionaire. He was worth about a hundred and twenty thousand. Quite. And he left me all his money." I glanced at the shiny sleeve of his coat, and my eye travelled up to the frayed collar. "Every penny," said the man with the glass eye, and I caught the active pupil looking at me with a touch of offence.

The biggest job in history and it had to be done with complete secrecy. It was--which was just the trouble!

Would this be the last poker game--with all life at stake and every card a mere deuce?

Omega, the last human alive, starts out with his wife Thalma and briefly acquires a son-Alpha on a dying Earth.

You can't blame an alien for a little inconvenience--as long as he makes up for it!

Ttime travel in it's infancy. Megalomaniacs love new technologies. Gives their nefarious plans, a temporary edge! Edges, can cut both ways! .

Two miles of American front had gone dead. And on two lone infantrymen, lost in the menace of the fog-gas and the tanks, depended the outcome of the war of 1932.

Sealed and vigilantly guarded was "Drayle's Invention, 1932"----for it was a scientific achievement beyond which man dared not go.

The story of the "Torpedo Plan" and of Capt. Lance's heroic part in America's last mighty battle with the United Slavs.