Scott Zavoda delivers with hellish vividness and aching emotion.
These seven tales will claw at your soul. Already sold as singles, “Bobby” and “Beneath the Sand”, have garnered rave reviews. They’re included along with five more gripping stories.
Randy Bivins gets a shocking phone call two days before Christmas. The stranger says he stole his Christmas tree. What Randy discovers is maybe a tradition worth dying for. “Oh Christmas Tree”
A simple fishing trip turns deadly for Danny and his disabled brother,
Bobby. A gut-wrenching tale of two young brothers who will do anything
for a day away from their abusive father and the constant bullying at
school. But a wheelchair with a history might change everything.
Now that surfing, dating, and every aspect of a California retirement are off limits, he paints and pretends the beach isn’t so close. But traces of sand are showing up again in this Vietnam Vet’s house and that can only mean one thing. “Beneath the Sand”
Trapped in a morbid, bloody, decaying land, the hot breath of his pursuer lathers his neck. Jimmy wants to believe he doesn’t know where he is, but he can’t. “Castle Point”
Henry Conroy pilots a Navajo across the stormy Midwest with a coffin in the back. He knows the faster he gets there, the sooner that scratching sound will stop. “Fright Flight”
Flowers for Mom and The Calling are two more stories with an evil twist.
These are more than just horror stories. They are filled with character, emotion, and have a way of sticking inside your heart for a long time to come.
5-Star Amazon Reviews
“Scott Zavoda has managed to capture some seriously disturbing nightmare fuel within this collection of stories. Each one is a little darker, a little more twisted, and a little more real than the last…”
“I loved this collection of stories. They were suspenseful, imaginative,and filled with twists and turns…”
About The Author
I was born in Cleveland Ohio, tried to move away twice but the city kept sucking me back in. So here I am, family of four, an unbelievably motivating wife, and two lovely girls.
I used to hide Dean Koontz and Stephen King books inside my school text books . . . nobody knew or stopped me or said a teenager shouldn’t read those things. I earned a D in English two consecutive years and nearly flunked a subject they used to teach called handwriting. And now I write. Can you believe it?
But people always loved my stories. In fourth grade they begged me to read one I’d written for a class assignment but I was too bashful to do it. I got The Young Authors Award in Elementary school for something I’d written, though I really didn’t’ care. I was just doing the stupid assignment.