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Armchair Fiction presents extra large paperback editions of classic science fiction double novels. The first novel, "Operation Square Peg," is a gripping account by Irving W. Lande and Frank Belknap Long of Earth's battle against an alien invasion. Earth's forces had finally seemed to gain the upper hand over the invading alien forces. Then one day the Enemy devised a new weapon and Earth's space pilots began succumbing to wild, irrational fear while in the midst of combat. The second novel, "Enchantress of Venus," tells of love lost and found by Leigh Brackett. She cast him down into the hideous depths, beneath the seas of flaming gas, to where dead blossoms swayed, whispering, over strangely jumbled ruins… But there he found the secret of her power, and came surging back-up from the depths, from the slime, the tortured swamps-to storm her forbidden temple and seek her within.
She had come to life, but she was not human. Leigh Brackett was the undisputed Queen of Space Opera and the first women to be nominated for the coveted Hugo Award. She wrote short stories, novels, and scripts for Hollywood. She wrote the first draft of the Empire Strikes Back shortly before her death in 1978.
Collection of two classic science fiction authors' signature stories:Two novels by Edmond Hamilton:The Star KingsReturn to the StarsThree novelettes by Leigh Brackett"Queen of the Martian Catacombs""Enchantress of Venus""Black Amazon of Mars"and a short story (the only formal collaboration between the authors):"Stark and the Star Kings"
The best-ever anthology of one of science fiction's most vigorous subgenres
From "editor extraordinaire" (Publishers Weekly) David G. Hartwell and World Fantasy Award-winning editor Kathryn Cramer comes the best-ever anthology of one of science fiction's most vigorous subgenres: the space opera. "Space opera", once a derisive term for cheap pulp adventure, has come to mean something more in modern SF: compelling adventure stories told against a broad canvas, and written to the highest level of skill. Indeed, it can be argued that the "new space opera" is one of the defining streams of modern SF. Now, World Fantasy Award-winning anthologists David G. Hartwell and Kathryn Cramer have compiled a definitive overview of this subgenre, both as it was in the days of the pulp magazines, and as it has become in the 2000s. Included are major works from genre progenitors, popular favorites, and modern-day pioneers. At the Publisher's request, this title is being sold without Digital Rights Management Software (DRM) applied.
Eric John Stark is Leigh Brackett's dark-skinned freedom fighter, a relentless hero who clashed with armies and rulers, sorcerers and ghosts, survived myriad hellish landscapes and deadly-strange beasts, across an exotic and dangerous solar system.
Erik John Stark is sent on a perilous mission into the Valkis and encounters the Queen of the Martian Catacombs.ExcerptThe leader of the four men rode slowly toward the tor, his right arm raised.His voice carried clearly on the wind. "Eric John Stark!" he called, and the dark man tensed in the shadows.The rider stopped. He spoke again, but this time in a different tongue. It was no dialect of Earth, Mars or Venus, but a strange speech, as harsh and vital as the blazing Mercurian valleys that bred it."Oh N'Chaka, oh Man-without-a-tribe, I call you!"There was a long silence. The rider and his mount were motionless under the low moons, waiting.Eric John Stark stepped slowly out from the pool of blackness under the tor."Who calls me N'Chaka?"The rider relaxed somewhat. He answered in English, "You know perfectly well who I am, Eric. May we meet in peace?" Stark shrugged. "Of course."He walked on to meet the rider, who had dismounted, leaving his beast behind. He was a slight, wiry man, this EPC officer, with the rawhide look of the frontiers still on him. His hair was grizzled and his sun-blackened skin was deeply lined, but there was nothing in the least aged about his hard good-humored face nor his remarkably keen dark eyes."It's been a long time, Eric," he said.Stark nodded. "Sixteen years." The two men studied each other for a moment, and then Stark said, "I thought you were still on Mercury, Ashton.""They've called all us experienced hands in to Mars." He held out cigarettes. "Smoke?"Stark took one. They bent over Ashton's lighter, and then stood there smoking while the wind blew red dust over their feet and the three men of the patrol waited quietly beside the Banning. Ashton was taking no chances. The electro-beam could stun without injury.Presently Ashton said, "I'm going to be crude, Eric. I'm going to remind you of some things.""Save it," Stark retorted. "You've got me. There's no need to talk about it.""Yes," said Ashton, "I've got you, and a damned hard time I've had doing it. That's why I'm going to talk about it."His dark eyes met Stark's cold stare and held it.