One glimpse of her and he knew his life would never be the same again.

The good Dr. Vrees, that best-intentioned of psychiatrists, had an unfortunate experience in the nighttime. It was a sad blow to his ego but he could console himself with the surety that he, even more than Dr. Freud, knew precisely the “stuff that dreams are made on.”

When the season died out to just one more down — one more play — ten guys put their chips on a back field clown who won with a grin, lost with a laugh — and fought for eleven men’s dreams!

“All I can say is, if this should be the world’s and, it’s a real black color...”

She was born with the morality gene missing. As beautiful, as inviting, as treacherous as the sea around her, Linda is one of the most compelling women yet created by John D. MacDonald.

Stoney Wotnack was a tough city kid on his first visit to the country. He taught the Baker family that chivalry can take strange and violent forms.

A has-been with a prayer... a fresh kid with a birdie... and magic on the eighteenth — the green where champions are made!

Or, what is one little bride against so many dropper-inners?

Hunting strange game in his underwater jungle, Pierson knew the terrible odds against himself — and ignored them.

This anthology features some of the most famous authors writing at the peak of their careers!

For the first and last time, he was up there on the lightning green, where some have a prayer — some have a putt — and some, unbelieving, snatch greatness from another man’s victory!

It took more than a beautiful girl to sweep George off his feet. It took a pair of skis.

Two years after his celebrated collection The Good Old Stuff, John D. MacDonald treats us to fourteen more of his best early stories!

In short, here is one of America’s most gifted and prolific storytellers at his early best — a marvelously entertaining collection that will delight Mr. MacDonald’s hundreds of thousands of devoted readers.

The incredible words in the diary stood — clearly accusing: Last night I sharpened the kitchen knives for her. When I finished the largest carving knife she took it and held it so tightly her knuckles showed white. “This is my pet,” she said. “I call it Mr. Killer”.

This time the sleek dancer and her hotshot pads weren’t going to hoodwink Bren Harris... this time he was walking into their set-up — armed and shooting.

XMAS MARKS THE PLOT

Twelve Christmas mysteries — gift wrapped in entertainment and suspense — ready to take home for the holidays in this delightful collection selected from Alfred Hitchcock’s Mystery Magazine and Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine. Margery Allingham’s Albert Campion, British detective extraordinaire, solves a country killing in which delivering a Christmas card was simply murder. Rex Stout sends a crotchety patrolman out to investigate a yuletide jewel theft on Manhattan’s mean streets. John D. MacDonald leaves us a secretary’s corpse on Christmas Street along with a cop’s clever ruse to catch her killer. And Santa Claus himself hitches up a sleighload of chills in stories by George Baxt, Malcolm McClintick, James Powell, and many more... for it’s ho, ho, homicide in the season to guess whodunit.

MYSTERY FOR CHRISTMAS

A robot detective? Yes Sir! And something very special, both as a robot and a detective.