The winds rush forth with open arms,
Crushing me into a cave of sand.
Darkness rushes to seal me in,
Flashes of light retreating in defeat.

I try to hold onto the reds and yellows,
But they fade into the expanding darkness.
The sand cascades in swirls of beige,
Soft but firm it holds me captive.

My fingers dig into the packed waves,
Leaving evidence of my unhappy plight.
I try to climb the growing piles
That continue to rise in my mounting despair.

My eyes focus on the hole open to the sky,
Desperately seeking a way out.
I am held tight in this evil creation,
A force of nature and hell combined.

A sound slowly creeps in from the opening,
Gaining volume and force on its way down.
It’s the sound of laughter and glee
From the creature who desires me most.



Angel Sefer Presenting Susanne Leist, Author of The Dead Game

Excerpt from the exciting paranormal mystery/thriller, The Dead Game by Susanne Leist



Saturday, September 26, 2015


Linda was passing the empty tables by the tall windows when she felt her arm being tugged—very hard. Before she could react, she found herself being forcibly dragged through the open patio doors and onto the isolated garden path. She came face to face with the mighty Wolf and his trusted companion, Hayden. The grounds were deserted. Everyone had left the gardens and she was all alone with the two wicked vampires.

Wolf glared at Hayden. “Please let go of her arm; we are not animals. We never force ourselves on women.”

“Chivalry among demons—I’m very impressed. Too bad your table manners and choice of dishes leave a lot to be desired,” Linda said. Her hatred of Wolf had just caused her to forget her low position in the food chain; she closed her mouth to stop herself from talking. In the future, she must remember that he was a vampire—the strongest one in the world—and that he could easily destroy her at any time.

Wolf didn’t seem the least bit focused on her. “I didn’t come here to play parlor games with you. I need you to convince Todd to join with us. He can never be human or will ever be accepted by them. He belongs with us. He must stick with his own kind.”

“He’s not like you in any way at all: he cares too deeply for people and is loyal to his friends. On the other hand, you and your kind enjoy killing too much and have no feelings whatsoever.”

“Todd will never be accepted by humans or by his own kind. He will be an outcast with nowhere to go. He must join with us.”

“Todd is human and will always be accepted by humans.”

“Let’s kill her now, boss. She’s going to be trouble. I could take her away and no one will ever see her again,” Hayden said, grabbing hold of her arm again.

Oops, she did it again. Her big mouth had now sealed her fate. She had to learn how to be more assertive without getting herself into trouble.

Wolf strolled over to her with a wicked gleam surfacing in his eyes.

“I have a much better use for her in the future. When she finally comes to her senses, she’ll realize that she will be better off with a real vampire with limitless powers than with a pathetic human. She’ll learn about intoxicating love and passion—not the games that humans play that pale in comparison.

Here comes the human. Let her go for now.”

Linda was horrified to find herself wrapped in Wolf’s strong, muscular arms. She became hypnotized by his black eyes and tempted by his deep voice. He seemed perfect in every way. She only wanted to be with him.

“I’ll be back for you.” Wolf held her tight against his body and whispered in her ear. “I love the way you stand up to me with your flashing blue eyes. Soon you’ll be mine, my beautiful ice queen.”

Linda couldn’t move her body. She was stuck in some kind of trance…she couldn’t leave; didn’t want to leave if given the choice. His voice soothed her and made her think of love, passion, and great need: a need that could be satisfied only by him with his expert hands and mouth. She knew that one day she was going to be with him, to be joined with him.

He lowered his mouth onto hers and drew her into a swirling haze of unexpected feelings and desires. His mouth fully covering hers introduced her to a new realm of pure pleasure. His powerful form enveloped her, making her feel feelings that were foreign and untried for her. She couldn’t get enough of him. She tentatively began touching his face and then his body with an eager and unrelenting hunger. She didn’t know what she needed, but she knew that she wanted and desired this beautiful man standing right before her. Her past life was washed out of her mind, never to be considered again. She begged him to take her with him tonight. In response, Wolf lifted her in his arms, as if she weighed nothing, and turned to leave the party. His beautiful face looked victorious and happy. His black eyes filled with passion. She hoped that it was because of her. He looked down into her small face and gave a hearty roar.

While Wolf carried her in his powerful arms, a dark shadow swooped out of the house and flew directly at them. Linda was knocked out of his arms, and Wolf was thrown across the patio.

She looked up to see who had attacked them. It was Todd, his eyes a deadly shade of green, standing there panting.

Linda backed away in horror. Todd’s eyes cleared and returned to their original dark color. Then he looked at her. “Don’t ever be afraid of me. I’m here to protect you.”

Then he was struck down by Wolf.

They began circling each other like two wild animals. Todd thrust his body at Wolf, causing Wolf to lose his balance, and they crashed together to the ground. Wolf pushed Todd aside and stood back up. He lunged at Todd, who sidestepped his maneuver. Todd retaliated by lifting him high up in the air and flinging him through one of the glass doors to the house. Wolf rose up and dusted glass off his clothing.

He said to Todd, who stood before him, “We are not anywhere near finished, my dear friend. The next battle between us will be more private—without so many witnesses. If I were you, I would watch your back…and your pretty little girlfriend.” Wolf stalked away with Hayden following close behind. Todd quickly followed.

Linda was left standing alone outside. She felt bereft without the touch of Wolf’s lips on hers and the solid strength of his arms holding her. She had felt the unmistakable pull by him on all her senses. In his arms, she’d felt weak and needy—as if she needed him to live. Todd and Wolf were extremely powerful and both had taken hold of her senses.
I hope you enjoyed this exciting excerpt. Here is the blurb:
Book 1 in Series

Can you feel your heart beating? Is it beating too fast? Do you feel trapped? This is because you are. You’re standing in a pool of water, in the basement of End House, wearing your party clothes. But there is no party, no host and no guests. The door behind you locks shut. The only way is forward, through the falling cages with their sharp edges, ready to ensnare their next victim. Circular saws begin to descend, looking for heads to slice off.

Meanwhile, Linda is upstairs with the rest of her friends being pursued by creatures through revolving rooms. Or are they illusions? What should she do?


The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

The Dead Game has begun.
Sounds enticing. Doesn’t it?

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Note from the Author:


I’ve been reading murder mysteries and thrillers since I was a teenager. I’ve read all types of mysteries, from Agatha Christie to Sherlock Holmes. In recent years, I’ve begun to read paranormal mysteries. These books bring fantasy and the surreal to the simple murder mystery. It’s hard to find books in this genre. That is why I decided to write a paranormal, murder mystery of my own. It is the type of book that I search for and love to read. 

My book, The Dead Game, has dead bodies and suspects like a traditional murder mystery. However, it also has humans, vampires, and vampire derivatives. And don’t forget the haunted house—we must have one of these.

Contact Susanne Leist here:

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Run but you cannot hide.
Todd will be mine to find.
No light will shine today,
Only darkness to wield the day.

I wave my wand of lightning,
Bang my drums of thunder.
My mouth breathes puffs of fire,
My soul is pure black.

I come to you as a tornado,
Twisting in the wind,
Gathering force along the way
To strike with the arm of a god.

Your smell entices me.
It leads me to your side.
What was once human
Will soon be a follower of mine.

Linda might adore your sickly beauty,
A facade of a true vampire.
A mere human vampire is no match
For the perfect beauty of mine.

Stand back as I unleash my minions,
Who will crush you with pellets of hail,
Sharp bullets into your human heart,
A stampede of thrashing winds and fire.

Come to me to fulfill your destiny,
As one of my own army.
As a follower and not a competitor,
Leaving only one choice for you to make.




Evil waits at death’s door
For those who follow the creatures of the dammed.
Doors pop up all around me,
But none lead to the valley of The Dead.

I will not give up on my search
To uncover the opening to hell below.
Innocent victims are trapped in the silent hell,
Waiting to be freed from the unearthly darkness.

My friends must be among the crowd
Of souls yearning to be set free once more.
Illusions and traps may try to confuse me
But I refuse to yield to their games anymore.

Winds grab hold of my hair with their wispy fingers,
Tightening their grasp around my neck.
The sand becomes wet and soggy,
Turning to quicksand beneath my bare feet.

The forest transforms itself into a swamp,
Filled with slithering snakes and alligators.
I’ve seen this trick once before from Wolf,
Using illusions to further his game.

This time I will not turn away in fear
And run from his evil laughter.
Nothing will stop me from fighting
To free my friend’s from his evil reign.

Our games have just begun.




The thick darkness surrounds me from all sides.
The storm is brewing with the rising tides.
Up ahead is the gazebo in the clearing.
I do not like the sound of the wind I’m hearing.
Tonight it is deserted and eerie.
I wonder if anyone will see me.
There are candles lit inside.
There won’t be a place to hide.
I’m being pulled into the light.
I refuse to give up my fight.
A noose is hanging up above for me.
Soon I’ll be bait for the fish in the sea.


A ride into your imagination
Take a ride into your imagination.
Explore the deep recesses
of your mind and your fears.
Explore the unknown.

Open door
In the basement of End House,
you are faced with three closed doors.
What lies behind them?
When you open a door,
will you be entering an actual room
or one from created from your darkest fears?
Does one hold a tunnel leading to darkness?
Pick one and find out.
You are only limited by your own imagination.









The mist.
The fog.
The air is heavy.
Encircling me.
In its heavy cocoon.
It’s growing.
For whom?
For me?
I must leave.
Right now.
It’s following me.
Reaching for me.
There’s no escape.
They’re here.


The other side waits for you.

And only you.

No one else will do.

You can run.

But you can’t hide.

It will follow you

until you accept

the inevitable.

Look at your reflection.

See it wither and fade away.

You will be gone.

From this world.

And stuck in the next.

What will you find there?

It’s a surprise.

Aren’t surprises supposed

to be good?


Maybe not.


Follow me to the clearing.

Where the trees part in fear.

For The Dead come to play.

And the La Santa Muerte

comes to rule.

She will rule with an iron hand,

and reward her followers.

Come and bring your sacrifices.

And your wishes will come true.

You will reap her rewards of

revenge and murder.

For the female Grim Reaper

is all-powerful,


The taste of blood

can be so sweet.

Come and join us.









Costume designed by Eiko Ishioka (1938~2012)

Come to me, my pretty.

I’m waiting with open arms.

Grab hold of my gown.

I will take you on an adventure.

The bats will be your guide.

Don’t worry.

No one will harm you.

Unless I say so.

Would you follow her?

Would you wear that gown?

What else comes to mind

when you see a gown with bats?