Robert Silverberg
After Eli, a scholarly college student, finds and translates an ancient manuscript called The Book of Skulls, he and his friends embark on a cross-country trip to Arizona in search of a legendary monastery where they hope to find the secret of...
The warrior-king Gilgamesh—part man, part god—is not only larger than life; he is larger than death. Trapped in the Afterworld, a bizarre reality in which everyone who has ever died lives again . . ....
Richard Muller was an honorable diplomat who braved unimaginable dangers to make contact with the first-known race of intelligent aliens. But those aliens left a mark on him: a psychic wound that emanates a telepathic miasma his fellow humans can neither cure nor endure....
5) Nightwings
11) Tom O'Bedlam
14) The Hot Beat
HAD L.A.’S HOTTEST BANDLEADER
BECOME AN INSTRUMENT OF DEATH?
Before his extraordinary career as a grandmaster of science fiction, Robert Silverberg honed his craft as a writer for a variety of pulp magazines, including...
Roy had been preparing for the odd isolation of time travel, but nothing had prepared him for his final arrival on Atlantis — a shimmering city far beyond his imagination. The new technology had allowed Roy's consciousness to enter the mind of the heir to Atlantis' throne, observing history from the perspective of one of its people. And what Roy found disturbed him: strange dreams, impossibly futuristic inventions and machines. In the midst
...In the sequel to Lord Valentine’s Castle, the history of Majipoor is revealed through thrilling tales of rulers, warriors, murderers, and thieves. “If you like tales with an Arabian Nights piquancy, this book belongs in your hands.” —The Washington Post Book World
Lord Valentine has claimed the title of Coronal, ruling over the gigantic planet of Majipoor. Yet he still remembers Hissune,
...“I am Orpheus, the maker of songs. Great Apollo came to me often and instructed me in the art of melody so that what came from my lyre could touch the heart even of a stone, and when I went to my mother Calliope in her cave she taught me the secrets of making verses that would hold people entranced the way a magical spell might hold them. And so music has flowed from me all my life as though from an inextinguishable fountain, which is to
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