HOUSE OF ICE

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“ Ice Hotel, Quebec
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A house of ice.
Sounds too nice?
It might be.
It’s next to the sea.
Ice statues populate the place.
Just don’t look into their face.
Tales of horror fall from their lips.
Better run away from all this.
THE DEAD...

 

A house of ice.

Sounds too nice?

It might be.

It’s next to the sea.

Ice statues populate the place.

Just don’t look into their face.

Tales of horror fall from their lips.

Better run away from all this.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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I’LL READ YOU A STORY

 

I will read you a story.

It might be all too gory

For you to understand

But I’ll give you a hand.

 

A blight falls on a town.

It’s sure to make you frown.

Residents  disappear.

I want to make this clear.

 

This isn’t a regular place.

Don’t give me that dark face.

It’s a place of evil creatures

And many more creepy features.

 

Dark shadows stalk the night,

Giving tourists a fright.

Florida can be a scary place.

I will soon pick up the poem’s pace.

 

The Dead want to kill you.

You’ll be their dinner too.

THE DEAD GAME

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5.0 out of 5 stars Delightfully Creepy Gothic Mystery, 30 Mar. 2017 
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This review is from: The Dead Game (Paperback)
I read this in one sitting, because I couldn’t stop turning pages. The story is well done to say the least. Leist weaves together a gothic horror story that includes both good and evil vampires. Unlike many stories that include vampires, The Dead Game focuses on our human heroines and their efforts to solve the mysteries of Oasis Florida.

Keeping to the format for good gothic horror, Leist introduces a tantalizing romantic element. The haunted house had a personality all its own. Be certain to read the prologue to catch the house’s seductive side.

If you like good gothic horror this ranks right up there with Anne Rice and Radcliff.

This review has renewed my determination to complete book 2 of The Dead Game. It’s amazing that just when you’re about to give up, something like this comes along to reaffirm your faith in yourself.
Thank you, Flowergirl, whoever you are.

PARADISE LOST

 

The light grows too dim.

But I can see him.

He follows close behind.

But me he will not find.

 

I will hide in the tree.

He’ll think I’m out to sea.

The sun is setting.

Me, he’s not getting.

 

He’ll snatch another mortal.

Before he returns to his portal.

To his hole in the ground.

That’s where he will be found.

 

With his kind he will play

Until dawn the next day.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

 

DEATH FOLLOWS ME

 

Death follows me.

Wherever I go.

Taking all.

The young and old.

At play.

In the playgrounds.

At rest.

In their beds.

All fall to The Dead.

They will not take me.

Never.

THE DEAD GAME

BURN BABY BURN

 

Burn baby burn.

Your blood runs hot.

Oozing down the stem.

Dripping to the ground.

Leaving mounds of red.

Where buds will spring up.

And take their rightful place.

In the world of The Dead.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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THE EVIL INSIDE

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THE EVIL INSIDE

Can you feel the evil?

Spreading through town.

Moving through the trees.

Entering through open windows.

Spreading.

Enveloping us all.

It comes at night.

Into our beds.

Seeking the innocents.

Ones to join them.

In their deadly adventures.

Do not join them.

Stand strong.

Don’t let the evil enter.

Once it’s inside,

it won’t leave.

Until all are dead.

THE DEAD GAME

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WALK IN SHADOW

undying-orchid:Row of Trees (1915) by Jan Mankes (Dutch, 1889—1920).

 

WALK IN SHADOW

Who waits in the dark?

Stalking its victims.

Blending with the night.

Walking in shadow.

Lighter than air.

One with the mist.

Never seen.

Never caught.

Leaving death behind.

Traces of evil.

Evil wrought on the town.

Who are you?

Come out in the light.

I know you can’t.

I know what you are.

Creature of the night.

Come to me.

And your time on earth will end.

For I protect the town.

I protect the innocent.

Come out of the shadows.

And face me.

All will know who you are.

The leader of The Dead.

Your time is at end.

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TO HELL AND BACK

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    The night holds you so tight.

    You must not fear or fight.

    You belong to us now.

    I say this with a bow.

    You will follow us to hell.

    As we ring the nightly bell.

    Our servants you will be.

    You’ll never be set free.

    The town belongs to us.

    No reason for a fuss.

    The Dead are here to stay.

    Come with us and play.

    THE DEAD GAME