J T Mcintosh: 19 books

Includes One in Three Hundred: "McIntosh's best work and one of the most human science fiction stories by anyone." ~Anthony Boucher Flight from Rebirth: In this world, no one can hide for two hours. Benny Rice has been hiding for twenty years. For billions of people, the Rebirth Institute holds...

The fate of Mankind is in the balance,Earth is dieing,the only hope is to escape and rebuild civilization on the Mars Colony.Only one in three hundred will be allowed to leave a Earth in it's last darkest days.Who will go? Who will stay? Classical science-fiction at it's best!

The summer of the giants. They weren’t really giants, of course. Just nice young people who’d decided to camp outside the village for the summer. Ordinary - except they were all over six feet tall, a bit too well dressed, and didn’t mix with anyone. No one thought much about them. Until the Night. And then it was too late.

The odds were against them every step of the way. “Drugged with figures, working more and more from sheer obstinacy, stubbornly trying everything I could think of to try, I came up with the conclusion that our chances of getting to Mars, when we left the soil of Earth, had been about a thousand...

One man’s terrifying journey out of his mind - and into many others! Fletcher was dying. But it wasn’t that simple. His mind refused to follow his body; instead, it moved from brain to brain: young, old, healthy, ill, men, women. But now he found himself in the brain of Charles Searle,...

A sudden, savage, suicidal, senseless attack. Why are thousands of Tinkers ready, eager, and determined to die in an insane attack on their planetary neighbor, Shan? War consultant Ray Cottrell doesn’t really care; a beautiful young playmate has just jumped into his lap, one of many...

“It’s not one thing, Bill . . . It’s the rain, and the winds, and the dust, and the heat . . . the food, things you can’t identify, things that taste like string. No milk. No coffee. No eggs. No meat . . . Being hot, cold, drenched, parched, tired, and restless, all within an hour or so. Oh...

In this world, no one can hide for two hours. Benny Rice has been hiding for twenty years. For billions of people, the Rebirth Institute holds the key to eternal life. But only a tiny minority - less than 1 percent - are selected for rebirth. Benny Rice isn’t one of them. True, he’s...

The threat to civilization was so incredible, no one recognized it. It started with a simple experiment: heighten animal intelligence. When a few of the specimens escaped from their cages, people were amused by the strange creatures. But then they started breeding. And new generations...

Some win. Some lose. Some die. To keep the planet’s population figures stable, Noman authorities devised the Sports - each a test of nerves, skill, and physical fitness. Those found proficient receive medals. Those found wanting, die. Sixty million Nomans died each year in the the Sports. Now...

The battle for Earth is on! It was not an invasion from space. It was four invasions - simultaneous but each task force led by an Adamite naval commander and a beautiful dark-haired girl. It’s the girls, Tomi, Verne, Gilen, and Pariss, who count most of all in the balance of power....

He held their lives in his hands. Earth was doomed. Only ten people of every 3,000 would be taken to Mars to begin a new colony. For the rest, there awaited only death. Bill Easson was a nice, pleasant, straightforward guy. But as on of the pilots for the Mars expedition, he had to handpick...

The earth is doomed! Only ten people out of every 3,000 will escape aboard space ships to begin a new colony on Mars. For the rest of humanity . . . inevitable destruction. Bill Easson is a conscientious, straightforward guy. But as pilot of one of the ships, he holds the power of life...

A new race would inherit the Earth. Tormented by neuroses, psychoses, and instability, mankind changed, and two new breeds of humans were born: Normans - devoid of body hair, quiet, rational, hiding a strange new power. And Sexons - wild, animalistic, with lustful urges. And each one was convinced it was Earth’s true heir.