A WITCH’S BREW

red paradise

 

A WITCH’S BREW

 

Our paradise is lost,

Never to return again.

To the winds, we are tossed,

Peace to be replaced by pain.

 

Like a cold witch’s brew,

An Oasis for all.

Now a hell for the few,

Who remain to tell all.

 

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

 

UNMASKED

I know he is here.
I hide from his face.
He’s coming for me.
Clouds quicken the pace.

His descent inspires awe and fear.
He’ll sweep into town like a dove.
His ire can move mountains.
For me, he moves the sky above.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

FROM THE DEEP

Wave From the Deep

 

They come from the deep.

They come when you sleep.

 

On waves of ice and stone,

They’ll burn you to the bone.

 

Fire burns hot in the ice.

The demons cut a deep slice.

 

Stay far from the shore,

Or they’ll ask for more.

 

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

 

 

ROLLING WAVES

 

 

The waves roll to shore

With a bang.

A barrage of water

To lift the debris,

To clear the way.

For The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

 

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WE ARE WOLVES

 

WE ARE WOLVES

We are wolves.

We are one.

We hunt together.

Play together.

We are one.

Stay away.

Stay clear.

And stay alive.

 

THE DEAD GAME BOOK 3 is being written.

Werewolves fight vampires in Oasis, Florida.

Who will win the battle?

 

 

ONLY THE DEAD KNOW

ONLY THE DEAD KNOW

We might look human,
but we’re not.

We might act human,
but we love to kill.

Our fearless leader
shows no mercy.

Who is he?

Will he show his face?

Only The Dead know.

The Dead Game

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