Science Fiction Books
Voyage to Procyon
Robert SilverbergConroy, working his way down the tube, suddenly felt emptiness as he lowered one foot. He had come to the end of the vertical tube. Twisting himself upright, he dropped the remaining six feet into the..
You'll Like It On Mars
Tom W. HarrisThe space crew had left the ship and were in a little ravine when a bunch of tawnies came down on them. There were liver-freezing shots of the tawnies—close-ups—those could have been done with a telep..
Revolt of the Devil Star
Ross RocklynneThe story of Vanguard too has been told. He was renamed Yellow Light by his taunting playmates, because of imperfections in his central core. Physically disabled by his long stay in the seventeenth ba..
The Longsnozzle Event
Hal AnnasZitts eyed the round arm with interest. "Elementary," he said. "People are always wanting me to investigate something, and they always try to palm off that trash called gold. They never offer anything..
Not in the Rules
Mack ReynoldsSuzi was surprised when I stepped up to her table in the spacer's lounge. At least, her eyebrows raised. The little minx was as pretty as a Venusian rose-orchid. She was sitting with Alger Wilde, a ma..
The Vicious Delinquents
Mark ReinsbergKnowing where each tunnel led, my present choice was simple: by seven tunnels I could postpone an immediate showdown with Naomi, since these went to barracks and work rooms and supply centers. The eig..
Beyond the Ultra-Violet
Frank M. RobinsonThe treatments began immediately. First, adaptation of vision to a dark room, like those used for flyers during the war. Then the drops of black liquid that the professor had invented, slowly spreadin..
Come Into My Brain!
Robert SilverbergThe Dimellian was larger than life and twice as ugly. It was an idealized, self-glorified mental image Harrell faced. The captured Dimellian was about five feet tall, thick-shouldered, with sturdy, co..