WAIT FOR THE NIGHT

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Wait for the night

To darken the sky

In deep shades of red,

To purples fading to black.

Silence follows on gossamer wings

To quiet the uneasy heartbeats

Sleeping in quiet bedrooms,

To soothe the roaming beasts.

Wait for the night

To bring a dark veil on activities

In a network of black lace,

To unfurl the dark shadows.

Silence is here

And so is the night.

MY THOUGHTS DRIFT

 

 

My thoughts drift to him.

He fills me with longing,

Cold as the night air.

He roams free in the dark,

But yet he returns for me.

I dare not meet him

In the forest at midnight.

I must hold firm

And not venture into the woods

To rekindle his dark flame.

I must stand strong

Or my light will turn dark.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

The Dead Game: Book One of The Dead Game Series

 

 

I’m lost at a carnival.

A clown leers.

The knife-thrower aims his knife.

I run into a tent of mirrors.

My distorted reflection surrounds me.

I flee into the darkness

and crash through a mirror.

I stand in a dark room

as the floor spins.

I grab for the walls.

My hands slide on the wet stones.

The floor gives way.

I’m falling.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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LOVE THE REVIEW!

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June 22, 2019

This book is well written and does not hesitate to jump right into the action and excitement before dropping the first cliffhanger leaving you wanting more. One thing I like about this book is that it incorporates vampires, vampire hunters, and vampires helping vampire hunters which is an interesting twist making this masterpiece one of the best books on this subject. I would think Hollywood producers should be thinking about turning this book into a movie followed by a television series. Definitely written by a great author!

THE END IS HERE

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I can see in the dark night.

I can see a deadly fight.

The small town is about to fall.

No one will be left here at all.

More shadows come to the town.

One is wearing a gold crown.

The trade winds grow in force.

I’ll meow till I’m hoarse.

Bells ring around us.

I won’t make a fuss.

Time has come to an end.

To The Dead, I won’t bend.

THE DEAD GAME