検索キーワード： 著者 "David Boyer" すべてのカテゴリー

"For me, life went on. I grew up, got a job, made new friends, got married, fathered two children, divorced, and moved on again. But no matter where I was or what I was doing or who I was with at the time, I couldn't help but wonder if Elnora's life had moved on--in a happy, normal fashion, that is. So many years later, in the age of the internet and social media, I'd decided to launch my own “investigation” into her life. What I'd found--which wasn't much--led me to believe that her life had been anything but happy or normal."

Brian and Phil had been best friends since kindergarten. They were also big fans of the TV series Star Trek. An old abandoned factory on the edge of town proved to be a great place to pretend they were flying a huge spaceship—that is, until they discovered that they weren't alone. There are illegal moonshiners that have taken over the building for their own criminal enterprises, and they don't intend to allow two nosey kids to ruin it for them. Trapped in the building and being hunted by a huge man known only as Mr. Hellbilly, they have only nine hours to find a way out....

I’m sitting in a rear corner booth in Bud’s tavern, a known haunt for the walking wounded where they are looking for love in all the wrong places. Under the crimson glare of the bar’s lights, I stare out at a sea of empty lives. Men and women searching for the momentary distraction of drunken comradery to numb themselves from the pain of their own reality. The décor reeks of a pervasive hopelessness that has settled even into the Formica tables; an air of desperation as thick as the spent Scotch fumes from the nearby table.

Back in 1974, I had decided to become something I wasn't, and ended up realizing that all that time I had pretended to be someone else, I wasn't being fair to the real person I was deep down. If you have to be cool and tough, and bully others to feel better about yourself, YOU are the bully—and in more ways than one.

The day Miss Miriam passed away was the saddest day of Luther's life. It had been very sad for Jenny too, of course, but it hit Luther much harder; if it hadn't been for Miss Miriam taking him in as a child, he would have ended up being tossed from one foster home to another indefinitely. But, he was about to be thrust into yet another sad - and this time, evil - world in which a woman in black - who just happens to be a witch - intends to use black magic to take away the only other person Luther has ever loved; his beautiful young wife, Jenny.

Well, here I am again, sharing part of my life with you, for better or for worse. Don't worry; believe it or not, there are actually some happy and sincere moments in this audiobook. This book almost didn't happen. I had always thought about it, but my first attempt at writing an autobiography was a miserable failure at best, full of my early days as alcoholic and the stupid mistakes I made along the way.

Having been a true-crime buff most of my adult life, I have seen my share of dumb criminals. Then again, what criminal isn't dumb? Whether you have the IQ of a rocket scientist or the IQ of a common housefly, one fact still remains the same: Choosing to be a criminal is dumb. But...some criminals really are a lot dumber than others.... In all honesty? I don't think you could get any dumber than the criminals listed in the following stories. I mean, this is just plain embarrassing. Just how dumb is really dumb? Listen in to find out, and get ready to laugh out loud.

Brian had a streak of bad luck, just like anyone else - but this last year had been a regular banner year for karma to catch up with him and literally bite him on the derriere. It wasn't fair, he thought, glumly. What Brian didn't realize was, he was about to meet up with a man who would show him that, no matter how unlucky Brian thought he was, he had plenty to be thankful for - if he just opened his heart to God.

A young homeless woman suffering from memory loss begins to realize that she is actually actress Marilyn Monroe - who is supposed to be dead. Why is she out here on the streets? Who did this to her? As she begins her own investigation into the real truth behind her so-called "death", the truth behind it all is almost too bizarre - and terrifying - for her to handle without losing her mind altogether.

After losing almost everything and everyone he has ever valued or love, an aspiring writer decides to write one last story before the COVID virus strain of 2023 claims his life. What he doesn't realize is that his last story may very well save the lives of future generations to come - with God giving the people of Earth a second chance.

The thing was weary of life itself; it hadn't asked to be born in the first place - and sure as hell not like this...a freak. It was a freak in every aspect of the word; covered in scabs, maggot-infested wounds covering its lower body. Its tail was infected, gangrenous, as was its genitalia. He (it) was so tired; racked with excruciating pain, it wanted nothing more than just to die.

Billy saw the recipe book. With trembling hands, he opened it up to the first page, and it was for a chili recipe. As he read it, he had to stifle a scream in his throat, in fear of ending up like the people in the pictures. He sat there for a few moments, that seemed more like an eternity, his whole body shaking and sweat streaming down into his eyes. He felt bile coming up in his throat and had to force it back down, choking on it, as he thought, I used to love Grandma's chili. It was at that moment he realized his sweet little harmless but quite annoying Grandma was a cannibal.

Alien vampires, bloodthirsty brats, annoying relatives, a small-town sheriff harboring big secrets, and a 300-pound football player with a severe case of constipation are among the tales in this repulsive - and quite disturbing - collection of Halloween stories.

The janitor at the local hospital has been seeing dead people. Real dead people. They follow him around the halls, trying to speak to him, and showing him visions of unspeakable horrors. Why do they want to speak to him? Why the ghastly, nightmarish visions? Before the night is over, the truth behind it all may be a lot more terrifying than he could ever imagine....

Georgie is unhappy, lonely, overweight young man who spends most of his spare time watching sci-fi movies and reading comic books. He has resigned himself to live this way, although it tends to be soul crushing. Then one night, as he is working the night shift at the Blue Moonlight drive in, a strange blue mist begins floating down from the night sky, landing on everything and making it sparkle like a sapphire. Beautiful, magic dust? He wonders.

Sixth Street Road, Vincennes, Indiana - 1998. The man, woman, and their terrified children huddled in the corner of the master bedroom, near the closet, listening to the mayhem going on outside, to their house being torn apart by some unearthly thing - and cowering in fear each time it began to make that sound; an loud, ear-splitting sound, almost deafening, a sort of a howling, shrieking sound, as if the thing was losing it's mind not being able to get to them.

The dog was so...huge. Byron Matthews had never seen a dog this big, not in all of his years at the animal shelter. It was so huge, menacing, and intimidating. But to Byron, the dog was so sweet, friendly, and lovable. But it was all an act, to gain Byron's trust. Act so sweet. Licking his fingers. Getting a taste for him.

A man develops a chronic case of constipation and consults a a gypsy for a cure, with very disastrous results.

A man whose rich but cheap Uncle that comes to sponge off of him each year, figures out a way to exact his own special brand of revenge.

Over the last several years, I have had more than one debate with other people as to whether animals - either domestic pets or in the wild - really have a soul. One thing I'm sure about is this: Our pets do possess the ability to exhibit true and unconditional love for their owners - without really asking for anything in return except for food and water and, of course, unconditional love, as well.