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“Brilliant writing, terrifying content, everything you could ask for when it comes to a series of short stories for those of us who grew up sneaking in viewings of Tales from the Crypt, and Are you Afraid of the Dark. This is not your kiddie fright night collection of tales, this is the kind of writing that gives you goosebumps and chills you to your bones.”
— Janice Miller, Amazon Reviewer
“Hell found me. It would be comforting to tell you that I had not anticipated my discovery, but that would not be true. I had known it was coming, the way you can look out on the horizon sometimes and know a harsh wind is going to blow down from the north. You get an itch on the back of your neck. Or, like a crippled grandmother, you feel it in your joints. I hadn’t seen Hell in a long time, had done my fair share to avoid it, but some things come for you no matter how careful you are.”
WHAT IF HELL WERE AN ABANDONED TOWN JUST OFF THE FREEWAY?
WHAT IF YOU TOOK THE EXIT?
WHAT IF HELL DIDN’T WANT TO LET YOU GO?
“Flat out great storytelling. I’ve rarely been this impressed with a first-time author. Tyler Miller is the real deal.” — Walter Doyle
hi, i’m tyler miller, the author
When was the last time you couldn’t put a story down? When was the last time you forgot about eating dinner or going to bed on time, because you just had to turn one more page? That’s the kind of reading we all love. And that’s what I strive to deliver with every story.
Growing up, my heroes were writers like Stephen King, Ray Bradbury, Shirley Jackson, and Richard Matheson. Writers who knew how to tell a great story. Writers who enjoyed putting everyday people in extraordinary situations.
Like my story Stranger Calls.
Imagine an unhappy couple heading for divorce. They know it’s over, but they want one last vacation together. One last good time. They check into a pleasant hotel in sunny San Diego, out on Point Loma where Patty Bouman, the wife, used to work as a waitress.
Except not everything is hunky-dory on old Point Loma. Because someone has recognized our gal Patty. Someone from long ago.
And the phone calls begin. And the messages. Messages about death…and worse.
Patty Bouman should have stayed away. She slipped away once. But she won’t slip away again.
READING STRANGER CALLS
MAY INDUCE THE FOLLOWING SYMPTOMS
Fear of Exiting the Freeway
Dreams of Giant Birds
Paralyzing Anxiety When Logged Into Facebook
Unhealthy Suspicion That Your Best Friend Wants to Kill You
THIS BOOK WAS BETA-TESTED ON THE FOLLOWING READERS
“They only brought Jenny because they needed her car. Josh had his own, but it was currently wrecked after a long night of drinking ended on the sharp curve around Binkman’s Point. Nobody injured, but that was the end of Josh’s Camaro, his license and any last shred of faith his parents had in him that spring. Jenny was only a hair past her fifteenth birthday, the ink on her learner’s permit still damp, but she had a car. “
Josh and Adam are best friends. The kind money can’t buy. To prove it, they want matching tattoos. And not just any tattoos, but something special. Something…unique.
But Josh and Adam’s tattoos are more than just ink. They’re a link between the two boys, and maybe something more. Because Adam is starting to see visions. Visions of things he can’t possibly see. Visions that can only be through Josh’s eyes.
And what he sees will lead to the darkest places of all.
hey there, it’s me again
I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you for giving my book a shot. I sincerely hope that you are still alive and breathing afterward.
Really, I’m just your average guy. I grew up in a small town in Washington State. I earned a teaching degree from Eastern Washington University (go Eagles!). I live with my beautiful wife, Stefani, and our dog, Nickelby, in Spokane, Washington.
We’re pretty normal. And tall.
Here’s what I’m offering you: a good story well told. A story about real people and how they deal with unreal situations. A story that will make your heart pitter-patter a little faster. A story to jangle your nerves. A story that might cause a sleepless night or two.
If that sounds like your brand of vodka, then you and I will get along just fine.
Good luck to you, Reader.