In Book 1, Linda moves to a small town to live a quiet life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple–that is until the dead body washes up on shore. Linda is horrified to find that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are common for this town. As soon as the sun sets, the residents are stalked by dark shadows. But this is only the beginning.

Linda and her friends receive an unsigned invitation to a party at the deserted house on the hill. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped in the house. Or so they think.

They must embark on a difficult journey, chased by unnatural creatures, not knowing whom to trust, to uncover the one controlling everyone in town.  Who are The Dead? Are they humans or vampires? Or a combination of both?

They are led down a path with many twists and turns. Will they be able to identify the true leader of The Dead? Will they be able to destroy him? More mysteries pop up as others are laid to rest. Will there be an end to this game? Or will a second book be needed?

The Dead Game has begun.

By susanne leist


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They were trapped in a house of horrors. Furry flying creatures and evil demons. What was next?

    The fire followed them into the room, bringing with it an intense heat. “Grilled humans,” screeched Natalie, “that should be a good snack for me.” She raised her arm and this time lifted Linda high up, above the raging fire. “I believe that this human should cook first, since she is Todd’s favorite treat.”

     The flying creatures continued to screech and dive down at them. One flew down low and caught Shana by her hair, lifting her up to the ceiling. She struggled with the furry demon, trying to free her hair from its deadly grip.

     Natalie said, “We now have two useless humans caught!”

     Sam called up to Shana. “Don’t worry! Just hold on tight! Once we vanquish her, the creatures will also be destroyed!”

     Shana continued to struggle against the creature. When she looked up at it, it glanced back down at her. She was shocked to see that while it had a human face, it also had a beak. But its body was the body of a huge bat. It kept staring at her, turning its head sideways—like a bird analyzing its prey.

     She pulled at her long hair trapped in its sharp talons. Its hooked claws were very sharp; she could feel their edges digging into her scalp. She was in a bad situation. She looked down at the strange scene being played out beneath her.

By susanne leist


Welcome to my greenhouse.

Wolf steps back from the door

to allow his guests to enter.

They walk into a room filled with trees.

No paths meander through the thick greenery.

They follow Wolf through the tangled grove

to the back of the room.

Leaves rustle with the sounds of wildlife.

But no animals or birds are visible.

The back wall is filled to the high ceiling

with cages of snakes.

Snakes thrusting their long tongues

at the unwelcome guests.

Wolf laughs at their discomfort.

Time to leave the strange house.

They run past the tall trees,

who lift their mighty trunks in pursuit.

The whole house shakes,

while Wolf bellows louder in laughter.

They run through the room of portraits

that follow them with their eyes.

They must escape before the house

swallows them alive.







By susanne leist


What a great way to make your day. Search for your book on Amazon and find 5 Stars. Nothing could feel better!
5.0 out of 5 stars Couldn’t put it down!!!, August 15, 2014
This review is from: The Dead Game (Kindle Edition)
What a suspenseful book!! I picked it up and actually had to force myself to put it down every night so that I could sleep. There were parts when the small group of friends and their schemes would have me sitting on the edge of the chair holding my breath in anticipation. The twist and turns of the book definitely keeps the reader interested and wanting to continue to read.
Susanne did an amazing job of setting the scene and describing the characters and their personality.
This is a must read if you love suspenseful supernatural books!!!
By susanne leist




They were trapped in the town hall with flying creatures circling above them. Who was going to save them now? 

   Swarms of flying creatures crashed through the glass. They were circling above them. They were big, black, and furry. Oh, God! Mike shivered. They were bats! No, something was off about them. They were much too big to be bats!

     As the creatures swooped down toward them, Mike saw that they had human faces. Human faces on big furry bodies. It was as if the gates of hell had opened up and released the worst creatures into their world. They continued to fly down at them, over and over again, with their sharp claws extended, grabbing at them.

     “Run! I’ll vanquish her again!” yelled the Father.

     Mike grimaced. We are all doomed if we have to rely on the Father and his unreliable spells.

     Todd took Linda’s hand and pulled her behind him to the closed door at the back of the room. She looked over her shoulder, yelling for everyone to follow them. They all began to follow, except for David, who said, “We can’t leave the priest behind.”

     Louise tugged on his arm. “We must leave! He’s trying to save everyone! Let him be a hero! This way some of us could make it out alive!”

     David relinquished his tough stance and followed Louise out of the burning room. Mike sneered to himself—the cowardly lion had let go of his tail for a few seconds and had almost appeared heroic; but of course, he ended up following his bossy girlfriend to safety.


By susanne leist


A beautiful castle.

Could it be haunted?

Do people live there?

What about the people

who lived there in the past?

Are their memories alive in the walls?

Do ghosts wander the halls at night?

In my imagination, they do.

They come back to relive their pasts.

Sounds of laughter and music

can be heard in the night air.

Moonlight shines on their auras.

Auras that remain for years to come.

Sounds good to me.

I want to be remembered like that.

A soft shadow in the wind that

returns at night to see the moon.

By susanne leist



Rose path Beautiful gorgeous pretty flowers

Wouldn’t it be nice if each path in life

resembled a paradise with flowers?

No matter which path we choose,

we would be surrounded by roses.

Sunshine on our faces.

The perfume of flowers in the air.

The sound of birds chirping all around us.

It’s nice to dream.


By susanne leist


Do you feel like you have a separate person inside?

A different person than the one portrayed to the world?

Do you feel young with an older person peeking out?

Or are you an old person with a younger one inside?

I’ve always felt like the same little girl inside.

My body ages but inside I’m the same.

I have the same thoughts and feelings.

I might deal with them in a more mature manner

but maybe not.

By susanne leist