THE DEAD DANCE

the dead dance

The party at Diane’s house turns to the supernatural. It offers a medley of vampires, human vampires, and humans.

     After the meeting, Todd led Linda to a quiet corner. “Please return to the dance floor with me.”

     As she spun around the room with Todd, Linda searched for the other human vampires from Oasis. If they were on Todd’s side, then where were they? She wasn’t going to say anything to him about them; he had enough to worry about without her raising additional concerns. And what was a human vampire, anyway? Were they any better than regular vampires? According to Todd, human vampires were still human.

      Tired of worrying about the town and its strange inhabitants, Linda said to Todd, “For just a moment I’d like to believe this evening is magical— what I’d imagined for tonight.” She leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed.

Wolf to the Rescue

THE DEAD GAME

THE DEAD GAME  Come visit Oasis, Florida.  Swim and sunbathe by day.  Flee the dark shadows by night.

 

Visit Oasis, Florida,

where you can swim by day

and flee dark shadows by night.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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Vampires can be a heavenly delight.  

5 Stars

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5 Stars
PREY FOR THE DEAD
5.0 out of 5 stars
Good book
June 22, 2019
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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!

 

Thank you for the delightful review!

THE NIGHTWALKER

 

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I walk quickly this night

from those who lurk from sight.

The wind gives a whistle, a sigh,

as the strands of my hair lift high.

The moon hides its face.

I quicken my pace.

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He takes my blood.

I fall in a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

 
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THE OLD BOOKSTORE

aurelielise-anne:
“The old bookstore.
”
Why don’t we have these anymore?
Books covering ceiling to floor.
Happiness between the binding.
What a perfect and safe finding.
Read in the candlelight.
Nothing can be as right.
Pictures and words before my...

 

aurelielise-anne:

The old bookstore.

 

Why don’t we have these anymore?

Books covering ceiling to floor.

Happiness between the binding.

What a perfect and safe finding.

Read in the candlelight.

Nothing can be as right.

Pictures and words before my eyes.

Reading about truth and some lies.

You’ll definitely find me hiding.

The tall shelves of books I’ll be minding.

 

A BOOK FOR ME

amandaonwriting:
“  South Africa’s first-ever Book Hotel, the Royal, in Bethulie
”
Imagine a place like this.
The perfect hotel of bliss.
Endless books to read.
Nothing else I’d need.
Walls of books everywhere.
All you need is a chair.
Never run out...

amandaonwriting:
“  South Africa’s first-ever Book Hotel, the Royal, in Bethulie
”
Imagine a place like this.
The perfect hotel of bliss.
Endless books to read.
Nothing else I’d need.
Walls of books everywhere.
All you need is a chair.
Never run out...

 

amandaonwriting:

South Africa’s first-ever Book Hotel, the Royal, in Bethulie

Imagine a place like this.

The perfect hotel of bliss.

Endless books to read.

Nothing else I’d need.

Walls of books everywhere.

All you need is a chair.

Never run out of a book.

Just pick your favorite nook.

Read the day away.

Nothing else to say.

 

 

OLD BOOKSTORE

Why don’t we have these anymore?

Books covering ceiling to floor.

Happiness between the binding.

What a perfect and safe finding.

Read in the candlelight.

Nothing can be as right.

Pictures and words before my eyes.

Reading about truth and some lies.

You’ll definitely find me hiding.

The tall shelves of books I’ll be minding.

A VISION

 

A VISION 

The bookstore is dark. 

I turn on the lights. 

Rows of bookcases loom tall. 

I open the curtains. 

The Florida sun flows in through picture windows. 

Bright squares fall across the floor. 

The perfect spot for comfy couches and chairs. 

A counter with stools to the right, 

where I would serve coffee and pastries. 

Book stacks to the left. 

Yes, it’s all coming alive to me. 

A bookstore/ coffee shop 

in the seaside town of Oasis. 

Little did I know of the otherworldly plans

taking place at the same time as mine. 

Plans that are in no way 

as peaceful and innocent as mine. 

THE DEAD GAME