Frank M. Robinson Books


Beyond the Ultra-Violet

Frank M. Robinson

The treatments began immediately. First, adaptation of vision to a dark room, like those used for flyers during the war. Then the drops of black liquid that the professor had invented, slowly spreadin..

Guaranteed—Forever!

Frank M. Robinson

The building was a three story brick, and old. The office of Forsythe Carburetor Company was one flight up, at the end of a hallway where the wooden flooring creaked and groaned and threatened to give..

You Don't Walk Alone

Frank M. Robinson

Kelley had something there. Every time you think of an invasion from outer space, you think of a hundred huge rocket ships settling down with ray guns going full blast and king-sized atomic bombs brea..

Cosmic Saboteur

Frank M. Robinson

A voice from a million miles away said: "We're not supposed to kill him!" and he guessed that the men were from out of town because it was an accent that he had never heard before. Then two of them we..

Wanted - One Sane Man

Frank M. Robinson

The center of the whirlpool was the glassed-in office, with the name WHITEFORD on the door—nothing else. Whiteford himself, neatly dressed in a business suit with creases sharp enough to shave with, w..