Aliens Fiction Books

A Zloor for Your Trouble!

Mack Reynolds

After leaving the dome through one of the airlocks, I headed out onto the surface of Mars, weighted down with my leaded boots, standard equipment for cutting down some of the effect of the one-sixth g..

Leave, Earthmen--Or Die!

John Massie Davis

Behind him Jamison watched the two figures running away. His face froze into granite. Rage and resentment surged within him. Across the plain he saw the man who had stolen, yes, stolen, the championsh..

Ticket to the Stars

Raymond E. Banks

Kelly burst out just as the bartender served the girl's drink. Kelly took his own drink and threw it in the pretty Irish face of the redhead, whipped away from the stool and was gone. I caught a glimp..

The Plagiarist From Rigel IV

Evan Hunter

The typewriter didn't seem to care much. It didn't form a single word. I threw the carriage all the way to the right, stalked to the closet and slammed my rainy-day hat onto my head, even though it wa..

The Scandalized Martians

Arnold Marmor

David Fry's home was a Spanish-style ranch which consisted of a herd of cattle and horses. The Martians looked like us except they had no necks and no finger or toe nails. Their leader was a giant of ..

Peril of the Starmen

Kris Neville

Unless the planet Earth were exploded, the ever-unstable Universe, itself, would collapse. Already the binding force was dangerously diminished. If new energy were not released within a month, disinte..

Earthmen Die Hard!

Richard O. Lewis

The moon, with its strange accompanying cloud, had nearly set. The blue of the eastern sky was fading into apple-green. There was a roaring swish of sound, a shattering blast of energy, a whistling si..

Marty the Martian

Arnold Marmor

I'm no longer Nick Faber. I'm Marty the Martian. What a cute title Marsten had hung on me. I've got a nice home and I get plenty to eat. Only my home is a cage and it's made of glass. People come from..