Leiber Fritz: 126 books

Here is a modern tale of an inner-directed sorcerer and an outer-directed sorcerer’s apprentice … a tale of— THE CREATURE FROM CLEVELAND DEPTHS

GREATER TEXAS No more U.S.A. Just the giant,hormone-fed Texans and thedwarf slaves they call "Mexes." VS, SCULLY CHRISTOPHER CROCKETT LA CRUZ Actor, Orator, Lady's Man,a free-fall phenomenon,a 97-pound weakling from the Sack circling the Moon.Just the man to stir up the Mexes. THIS MEANS WAR!!

“Rig ship for the snowbank orbit! Snowbank orbit with stinger! Mr. Grunfeld, raise the fleet.” Aft, Croker muttered, “Rig our shrouds, don’t he mean? Rig shrouds and firecrackers mounted on Fourth of July rockets.” Ness said, “Cheer up. Even the longest

In the Plaza of Dark Delights, which lies seven blocks south of the Marsh Gate and extends from the Fountain of Dark Abundance to the Shrine of the Black Virgin, the shop-lights glinted upward no more brightly than the stars glinted down. For there the vendors of drugs and the peddlers of curiosa...

“I, the Mind Spider as you name me—the deathless one, the eternally exiled, the eternally imprisoned—or so his overconfident enemies suppose—coming in.”

SERAPIS CLASSICS EDITION INCLUDES BONUS STORIES BY FOX HOLDEN, RANDALL GARRETT & RICK RAPHAEL! ___________ Is it possible to have a world without moral values? Or does lack of morality become a moral value, also?

This is the story of a beautiful woman. And of a monster. It is also the story off our silly, selfish, culture-bound inhabitants of the planet Earth. Es, who was something of an artist. Gene, who studied atoms—and fought the world and himself. Louis, who philosophized. And Larry—that’s my name—who tried to write books.

They are the aliens among us—and their ways and wonders are stranger than extraterrestrials!

“Now and then Mrs. Groener used to scream,” the big man explained, “when she’d been drinking heavily I’d leave the bedroom. It may have been a rebuke or summons to me, or a fighting challenge to the whiskey bottle, or simply an expression of her rather dark evaluation of life. But it had never meant anything more real than that—until tonight.”

They are the aliens among us—and their ways and wonders are stranger than extraterrestrials!

“You forget, baroness, the runic rhymes of the Prussian Nostradamus,” said Dr. Rumanescue, Vividy’s astrologist and family magician. “Wenn der Kassette-Teufel . . . ’—or, to translate roughly, ‘When the casket-demon is let out, The life of the Von Sheer is in doubt.’”

Jamie Bingham Walsh should have been known as Schizo Jimmie. People with whom he came in really close contact had their minds split and started to live in dream worlds.

Have you found out about the Big Engine? It’s all around us, you know—can’t you hear it even now?

“So the last fly has obligingly walked into the spider’s parlor,” he murmured, with a laugh.