heavy edge wear, creases to covers; The invasion was quick and merciless. Nothing on Earth could counter the superoir technology of the Martian war machine. Now a desperate band of humans is making its last stand in the bizarre mansion of an eccentric millionaire. http://www.scrybepress.com/images/kb004373.jpg

faint spine crease, small clipping from top right corner of front cover; Tobas had been lucky to find a wizard to take him on as apprentice. But then the wizard died suddenly and unexpectedly after teaching Tobas only a solitary spell, and the youth was too old to find a new master. How could he earn a living when all the magic he could do was light fires? In the Small Kingdoms there were dragons to be slain, princesses and gold to be won, magic castles, witches who knew the secret of immortality, and other treasures. But how could a wizard with a single, simple spell hope to find them and win them? http://www.scrybepress.com/images/kb004456.jpg

spine crease; America is a frozen wasteland. The Sahara is a lush verdant garden. Doomed cities rise from mountain tops and ocean floors, and sail over the seas. Disease is no more. And Earth now belongs to those who created humankind. John Starkman is among the humans who survived the end. A fugitive hunted by the new order, he has joined the underground resistance--and has now, unknowingly, become part of a cataclysmic war that has raged across the stars for untold millenia. Struggling only to save his own life, he may hold the power--genetically encoded in his chromosomes--to save the destiny of those who rule the galaxy. http://www.scrybepress.com/images/kb004667.jpg