Millenium Books
After diverting his regular run to pick up four large blue cats with psychic powers, Captain George Lutobo of the interstellar luxury cruiser Valkyrie discovers a murder aboard his ship
Humanity tries to escape enslavement by intergalactic aliens.
A MILLENNIUM BOOK A DARK TRAVELING ROGER ZELAZNY "I'm normal fourteen-year-old boy, my name is James Wiley, and I live in a large building in a south-western state capital in the United States. My sister Becky is a witch, my older brother Dave lives in a castle, and our exchange student Barry is a trained assassin. I also have an uncle named George who is a werewolf. And my own palms get itchy whenever there's a full moon, so I guess I have the same genes. It must be the genes. I try to be scientific about these matters, because I'm going to be a scientist one of these days. "Unfortunately, there was a full moon for a while earlier that evening. That's when the trouble began. . ." An 'ordinary' fourteen year-old, James Wiley has lost his scientist father to a parallel world in the darkbands. With the help of Becky, his sister with magic powers, Barry the exchange student and Uncle George, the werewolf, James goes in search of his parent. But he must take care: for if there just happens to be a full moon at the wrong moment, James's itchy palms might lead him into trouble. . . The Millennium books are novels for older readers from the very best science fiction and fantasy writers. Also published in the series are the following titles: CHESS WITH A DRAGON by David Gerrold THE LEGACY OF LEHR by Katherine Kurtz PROJECT PENDULUM by Robert Silverberg Roger Zelazny was a three-time Nebula Award and six-time Hugo Award-winning author of science fiction and fantasy classics. - Zelazny was the bestselling author of the ten-volume Chronicles of Amber series of fantasy novels, as well as Psychoshop (written by Alfred Bester). LEBBEUS WOODS is an internationally acclaimed visionary architect. After working on the design of the noted Ford Foundation building in New York, he established his own firm, where he won a Progressive Architecture citation for applied research in design. A collection of his architectural drawings, Origins, was published in 1986.
Project Pendulum, the first practical experiment in time travel, launches paleontologist Sean Gabrielson into the age of dinosaurs and his twin brother Eric, a physicist, ninety-five million years into the future
Signed by author on title page - signature only - received in person. Signed by Bob Eggleton - Illustrator Book in Mylar cover, Dustjacket shows minor yellowing near top. First edition, First Printing No remainder marks, no ink markings. NOT priced clipped.
Manse Everard, a Time Patrol agent, searches through time for scholar Stephen Tamberly and Tamberly's renegade conquistador companion, who is planning to alter history
It was a typical day in Wonder City. Joe Gosh was stuck. No job, no money, no girl, not much of a place to live, and no real prospects. Vicky Zomba, the love of his life, wouldn't look twice at him. Her mother wanted to make him a zombie. When his credit ran out he'd be sent to Mars to be a miner. He didn't want to go to Mars. What he needed was a sense of direction, an idea of what to do with his life. What he got was a bundle of junk mail that appeared out of thin air. And that gave him the idea. It was a terrific idea. He's become famous. He's make a lot of money. He'd have job security. Vicky Zomba would go out with him. It would solve all his problems. Joe Gosh was going to be a superhero. In JOE GOSH, Tom De Haven, author of the acclaimed novel FUNNY PAPERS, which The New York Times Book Review called "evocative and fun," looks at the reality of superpowers in a truly crazy way.
Ten-year-old Andraia fights with the government not to destroy the planet where she is working alone, because of an intelligent life form she has discovered there.
Highly intelligent dinosaurs come back to reclaim the earth as their home.
Rebuilding the American West after it was destroyed in a series of biological disasters isn’t easy, especially for a “control natural”—a cowboy who doesn’t have any mechanical implants. In a world where even the cattle are mechanical hybrids, most folks look down on a man who doesn’t have at least one bionic hand. But Louie Hong is determined to make his way in the new Wild West. All he has to do is explain to the bounty hunters who are after him for robbing a bank, and the outlaw gang that’s after him for stealing their loot, that he didn’t do any of it. With a little bit of luck, and the help of Chuck, his “steerite” companion, Hong hopes to find a home on the range that nobody can take away—not outlaws, not bounty hunters, not cyborgs, not even talking, singing steerites! “A rousing, funny science fiction saga complete with cyborg cowboys and outlaws...an exciting and witty subgenre of science fiction by Hugo and Nebula Award finalist William F. Wu” – Chosen by The American Library Association, Booklist, and the Library Journal for their Recommended and Best of the Year lists ~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~ First I could only see that something large was displacing the tall buffalo grass ahead. Then I reached the spot and found a steerite lying down with his steel legs neatly folded underneath him. They gleamed silver in the sun and his hinged metal tail swished back and forth, its brush swatting the flies that buzzed around the natural hide of his meaty, biological middle. As I pulled my battered hat off by the brim and squinted at the steerite, he turned his steel bovine head toward me, short horns and all. "Hi, there," I said. "Hello," he answered pleasantly. He had been programmed with excellent enunciation and a trace of a Boston accent. "Good day to you. Where are you bound?" I untied my red bandana and wiped off my forehead with it. "I'm going to Femur to look for a job. Pardon my asking, but ... have you lost your herd? What are you doing here?" "I am merely waiting. Have I lost my herd? More accurately, my herd has been rustled." "Rustled?" "I dutifully escaped. None of my comrades succeeded in this endeavor. Since our trail crew ran off, I have no trail boss to whom I must report. Nor am I honor bound to join the herd after it has been rustled." I nodded toward the mark stamped onto the shining metal base of his tail, where it extended from his natural hindquarters. "Waiting for what? You still have your serial number." "Oh, yes. I am fully programmed and ready to report to any authority who can restore me to my legal owner." "Who's that?" "I don't know. We get basic programming for herding, pasturing, and speech, but little precise data. Of course, we can accumulate information as we go, but no one ever told me the owner's name or where to locate him." "I guess the trail crew was supposed to get you there?” "Indeed they were, those cowardly louts." He lowered his head modestly. "I am led to believe that my mechanical parts are quite expensive. Not to mention my beef."