D. F. Jones – författare

Charles Forbin has dedicated the last 10 years of his life to the construction of his own supercomputer, Colossus, rejecting romantic and social endeavours in order to create the United States'' very first Artificially Intelligent defence system.Colossus is a supercomputer capable of taking in and analysing data rapidly, allowing it to make real-time decisions about the nation''s defence.But Colossus soon exceeds even Forbin''s calculated expectations, learning to think independently of the Colossus Programming Office, processing data over 100 times faster than Forbin and his team had originally anticipated.The President hands off full control of the nation''s missiles and other defence protocols to Colossus and makes the announcement to the world that he has ensured peace.However, the USSR quickly announces that it too has a supercomputer, Guardian, with capabilities similar to that of Colossus.Forbin is concerned when Colossus asks - asks - to communicate with Guardian.The computer he built shouldn''t be able to ask at al

The 22nd Century. Dr. Charles Forbin is Earth''s most powerful man. As mediator between Colossus, the Super Computer, and the rest of humanity, Forbin holds the key to Earth''s fate.When Colossus, an awe-inspiring technological creation, suddenly became self-aware and took upon itself the task of righting humanity''s wrongs with no regard for humans themselves, Forbin intervened. He took the decision to turn off his great machine - but could not do it alone.Forbin called upon invaders from Mars. The Martians did their fastidious work, shutting down Colossus. The Earth descended into chaos. Rival factions sparred for supremacy, with only Forbin to control the populace and maintain order.But now, the Martians have returned. And they want compensation. Forbin is asked to design a super Collector in order to solidify the Earth''s supply of oxygen - or, a large proportion of it - to be handed over to the Martians. But to do so would condemn the lives of hundreds of millions of Earth''s inhabitants. There is only one entity on Earth with the power to stop the Martians...Colossus must return.

The Taking of AT1: Before AT1 had ground down the slipway unchristened - rightly, said seamen, for it would be a ship with no soul - it had been dubbed ''Zombie''. That sinister name would stick and prove its accuracy. AT1 was a robot-ship, a ship with no crew, only a tiny security force of three men & a woman. ''Invulnerable,'' said its inventors, ''foolproof''. But it was neither - not if one of the four security guards was an insane, ruthless killer. And if the greatest, most powerful self-contained nuclear reactor in the world fell into the hands of such a person, the whole world was in peril!

Alien horror becomes a living nightmare as the Xenos, meaning "strangers", inflict mayhem on earth. International distress alerts are sent out when planes first seem to disappear, disturbing concepts of space and time and leaving a trail of death and disillusionment. This bizarre series of "cosmic skyjackings" is shrouded in secrecy by a baffled and frightened military. Intense surveillance fails to reveal the cause of a seemingly hostile yet invisible enemy. Aircraft continue to disappear, plucked out of the sky without warning, only to reappear months later, thousands of miles off course. National and global security is under threat and the ICARUS committee is formed to investigate. Military officials, the government and the FBI work alongside physician Mark Freedman and Soviet scientists to uncover the supernatural mystery that lies behind these unexplainable events. Earth has been found by a horde of creatures that not even the wildest imagination could invent - sinister parasitic creatures that took to their human hosts with deadly speed and bloodthirsty precision. The terror that unfolds has terrifying consequences for all involved, and the invasion reveals something much more frightening and final than ever suspected.

Breeding machines and fertility camps. When a foreign power puts a sterility drug in Britain''s reservoirs, the result is all too predictable. The birth-rate plummets and the country''s future looks bleak. There is only one way to save the nation; all women with a natural immunity to the drug must be placed in special camps where they can be bred from like prize cattle. They must be given special hormone treatment and artificial insemination so that they can produce triplets, quads, quins time after time until they die of exhaustion. They must become Nation Mums, the sole hope of a desperate people. They must be pampered and disciplined to accept their role. Even if one of them happens to be the wife of the Minister in charge of the whole terrifying affair...