DARKNESS DESCENDS

 

 

Darkness descends this night.

Slithering through the grass,

It prepares for the fight.

A fight to the death for some,

For others a fight for what’s right.

The town waits with bated breath,

The sides position for the fight.

The evil one leads the way,

A greater force held at bay.

He walks into the clearing,

Soon others will join the fray.

He has come for me this night,

A shadowy form flits by.

It takes on his dreaded form,

Scooping me up to the sky.

We fly high above it all,

Rooftops passing in a rush.

I soon find myself falling

And landing in the thick brush.

I wake up in my own bed,

Happy I’m alive and free.

I fear for the dreaded night

When Wolf does come for me.

THE DEAD GAME

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THE ABYSS

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Falling.

Deeper.

And deeper.

Into the abyss.

No lights.

No sounds.

Only hands.

Reach for me.

 

I can’t grab onto the walls.

They’re too slippery.

My fingers slide down.

Is there an end,

Or even a bottom?

Will I be falling forever?

Down, down I go.

Into the abyss.

No more worries.

No more thoughts.

Just the abyss.

THE DEAD GAME  by Susanne Leist

SHATTERED FROM WITHIN

End House explodes,
shattering from within.
The house groans
as it topples into the sea.
Leaving no trace behind,
no evidence of its existence,
its wicked mark on mankind.
Gone for good,
or so we hope
and with it,
The Dead.
THE DEAD...

 

 

End House explodes,

shattering from within.

The house groans

as it topples into the sea.

Leaving no trace behind,

no evidence of its existence,

its wicked mark on mankind.

Gone for good,

or so we hope

and with it,

The Dead.

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WHO SITS THERE?

Who sits there?
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WHO SITS THERE?

Who sits there in the darkness?

No movement in the blackness.

As still as a fox waiting to pounce.

No hint of a ruffle or a flounce.

A soft sigh can be heard in the air.

Are those slithering snakes in her hair?

Shadows coast along with the circling dust.

The walls trickle with blood or maybe rust.

The ghostly form stands up to meet us.

She can be the hostess to greet us.

A deserted house this seems to be.

She hovers over us like a tree.

We stand alone in this bleak hall.

There won’t be dancing at this ball.

All the candles go dark.

This was a silly lark.

Time to leave this creepy place.

We must quicken our slow pace.

But since this is a horror story.

We won’t be leaving soon with glory.

THE OTHER SIDE

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THE OTHER SIDE

What’s on the other side?
Don’t be afraid or hide.
What will you see?
Will you be free?

Color replaces black.
But watch your friend’s back.
Night creatures out for fun.
In the Florida sun.

Mansions to explore.
Parties and much more.
One step at a time.
And follow this rhyme.

And soon you will be there.
Who knew it was so near?

THE DEAD GAME

THE GAME

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THE GAME

Come & play a game with me.

I’ll be fair as can be.

I will deal the card.

Do not think too hard.

The card is your task.

It might be your last.

Follow it to the letter.

This can’t get any better.

Pick a card now, please.

Get down on your knees.

Close your eyes very tight.

Go down without a fight.

Your chosen card tells you to laugh

As the saw slices you in–

SPOTLIGHT ON THE DEAD GAME

​This morning, ​I was pleasantly surprised by this spotlight. An excellent way to begin my weekend!

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The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

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The Dead Game brings fantasy and the surreal to the simple murder mystery.

After graduating college, Linda Bennett leaves New York for the slower-paced lifestyle of Oasis, Florida. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple that is until the dead body washes up onshore​.

She is horrified to learn that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are typical for this small town. Rumors abound of secret parties being held by the original residents in their secluded mansions. Once night falls, the tourist-friendly town becomes a haven for evil and dark shadows. But this is only the beginning.

Linda and the other young residents receive an unsigned invitation to a party at End House, the deserted house in the forest behind town; a house with its own violent history. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped inside. Or so they think.

It’s up to Linda and her friends to search out The Dead and find the evil one controlling their once peaceful community. Can they trust the Sheriff and his best friend, Todd?

THE DEAD GAME has begun.

From Susanne Leist:

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I’ve always loved to read. I grew up reading Agatha Christie, Alistair Maclean and so many other authors who filled my imagination with intrigue and mystery. The TV show, Murder She Wrote, kept me entertained when I wasn’t reading late into the night.

Over the years, my taste in books expanded to include the supernatural and paranormal genres, which has been reflected in my selection of shows, such as Supernatural, The Vampire Diaries, and The Originals.

My first book, The Dead Game, is a paranormal suspense/mystery. It brings fantasy and the surreal to the simple murder mystery. It has dead bodies and suspects.

However, it also has humans, vampires, vampire derivatives, and ​a touch of romance to spice up the mix.​

Review by Diane Murier:

The Dead Game never quits. It takes off like a rocket through skies that may or may not be real, and it ends in fantastical possibilities that burrow into the secret earth. But throughout, there’s the mysterious, sexy, brown-eyed Todd and the responsive and curious heroine Linda.

Can they ever get off of the diabolical crazy train long enough to take care of business?

Hmmm. You’ll have to read it for yourself. A town with so many questions raised by a mile of bizarre events is worth a closer look. And creepy mansions are elevated to a new level that supersedes the merely haunted houses of days gone by.

The Dead Game. Humans are invited to the party, but just who or what you will be by its end is part of the gruesome fun. Get the book!

RISING FROM THE DEEP

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Rising from the deep,
caressed by the moon.
Chest heaving.
Red eyes gleaming,
facing the shore.
Arms of steel
part the waves.
Muscular legs
pump the sand.
Head tilted back
to give a mighty roar.
A beauty to behold.
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Rising from the deep,

caressed by the moon.

Chest heaving.

Red eyes gleaming,

facing the shore.

Arms of steel

part the waves.

Muscular legs

pump the sand.

Head tilted back

to give a mighty roar.

A beauty to behold.

A deadly presence to face.

Pounding footsteps

follow close behind.

Eating up the miles to town,

where Oasis will stand no more.

THE DEAD GAME

 

Book Review: The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

Book 1 in Series After graduating college, Linda Bennett leaves New York for the slower-paced lifestyle of Oasis, Florida. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple that is until the dead body washes up on shore. She is horrified …

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WALK IN SHADOW

WALK IN SHADOW
He walks in shadow.
Blending with the night.
Stalking his victims.
Lighter than air.
One with the mist.
Never seen.
Never caught.
Leaving death behind.
Come out in the light.
I know you can’t.
I know what you are.
Creature of the...

 

WALK IN SHADOW

He walks in shadow.

Blending with the night.

Stalking his victims.

Lighter than air.

Floating in the mist.

Never seen.

Never caught.

Leaving death behind.

Come out to the light.

I know you can’t.

I know what you are.

Creature of the night.

Come to me.

Your time on earth will soon end.

Come out of the shadows.

And face me.

All will know what you are.

The leader of The Dead.

Your time is at an end.

THE DEAD GAME

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