PDF Books in Children's Time Travel Fiction
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court
by Mark TwainA Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court written by Mark Twain is a fiction novel of satirical comedy which narrates the story of a Yankee Engineer who was transported back to King Arthur times. Hank Morgan is a resident of Hartford, Connecticut, who is also a skilled engineer with high levels of proficiency in firearms manufacturing. In a he..
Yesterday's Revenge
by H. L. NicholsWar! Years and decades of slaughter and hate and retrogression, of men against men, machines against machines, machines against men, in an ever quickening tempo of destruction. The World War, the War of the Wings, the War of the Rockets, the Pacifist War, the World Revolution drowning in the sea of its own blood, and at last peace, the Peace of Fea..
Against the Stone Beasts
by James BlishThe letters on the fly-specked glass were simple, almost dogmatic. Andreson eyed them with some amusement. Art agents seldom have any taste, he thought; can't afford to.The sign repeated, Special Showing of Surrealist Paintings, and declined to offer further information. Andreson started to walk on, then hovered indecisively. Modern arts of all kin..
Hero From Yesterday
by Randall GarrettIt took Karson a few moments to digest the strange idioms. Finally he said, "Right. He began small, with petty thefts and burglaries—he took anything he wanted. Then he began branching out. He compelled a scientist to create a serum for him that would instill absolute loyalty to him in anyone who took it; using that serum, he's built up a band of h..
Battle Out of Time
by Dwight V. SwainAn utter dark lay upon the hills outside the palace now, moonless and with clouds drawn heavy all across the Cretan sky. Wind, too, had come with the night, rising till Burke found himself fearing for the shutters. The lamps flared on their stands with each new gust and draft. Light flickered orange and yellow on Ariadne's lovely face, eddying thro..
Guaranteed—Forever!
by Frank M. RobinsonClark Street, just north of Chicago's Loop, was the symbol of a million things, all of them bad, Manning thought. Bumpy paving bricks rutted with street car tracks and bordered on both sides by cheap saloons and quarter-a-night flop houses. Hot summer nights when the drunks clustered like flies on the sidewalks and Newberry Park was crowded with cr..
Repeat Performance
by Rog PhillipsHe sensed my stare. I looked quickly down at my paper and casually took a sip of coffee. But I wasn't interested in the news now. Out of the corner of my eye I studied the little man. He wasn't more than five feet tall, very slim, and very erect. I got the strange impression of looking at a small giant. Then I realized what caused that impression. ..
The Cosmic Snare
by Stephen MarloweLiddell shrugged and offered an expansive gesture which was meant to take in the round globe of their living quarters and the transfer unit. "We're nowhere," he said. "Or we're everywhere. It depends on what sub-space school you belong to. You see, sub-space is either utterly nowhere, existing below the normal endless but finite, self-contained spa..