All Flicker wanted was a chance to make the aliens understand. All the aliens wanted was a chance to kill him while they could. But there were things about Flicker that they hadn't counted on…
When Roger Strang found that someone was killing his son—killing him horribly and often—he started investigating. He wasn't prepared for the results, nor was he prepared for the results of another investigation—this one about his own life.
What was the mystery of this great ship from the dark, deep reaches of space? For, within its death-filled chambers was the avenue of life! Will the crew bring the ship home, or perhaps use it to free mankind?
An indestructible alien had found its way aboard the hospital ship. Their orders were simple: destroy it. But how do you destroy an indestructible being? And even if you can figure out how, should you?
Explore a Venus that never was. This is Venus as science fiction imagined it, as it might have been. Explore the hot, humid, muddy planet and meet the aliens that populate it.
He was just dozing off when the fat lady up the aisle let out a scream. A huge reptilian head had materialized out of nowhere and was hanging in air, peering about uncertainly. A scaly green body followed, four feet away, complete with long razor talons, heavy hind legs, and a whiplash tail with a needle at the end. For a moment the creature floated upside down, legs thrashing. Then the head and body joined, executed a horizontal pirouette, and settled gently to the floor like an eight-foot circus balloon.
Tam returns home to Earth after years of working in space. But Tam is a Sharkie, and on Earth Sharkies need not apply. Refused service in restaurants and other establishments, and unable to find employment, he takes the only desperate measure he can to survive.
Welcome to the future, an impossible future where by some miracle the workers have managed to get a majority of the stock and are calling the shots. This, of course, leads to the management being placed into subservient roles and the corporations going bankrupt. So what's a poor management team supposed to do when their employees are their bosses?
It was nearly sundown when Ravdin eased the ship down into the last slow arc toward the Earth's surface. Stretching his arms and legs, he tried to relax and ease the tension in his tired muscles. Carefully, he tightened the seat belt for landing; below him he could see the vast, tangled expanse of Jungle-land spreading out to the horizon. Miles ahead was the bright circle of the landing field and the sparkling glow of the city beyond. Ravdin peered to the north of the city, hoping to catch a glimpse of the concert before his ship was swallowed by the brilliant landing lights.