BLACK AS NIGHT

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Dark as death,
Black as the night,
The evil one has come
For me tonight.

My heart pounds a beat.
He sees me and more.
He walks the dark street.
At night he’s the lore.

I cannot run.
I cannot even hide.
He knows my secrets.
He knows where I hide.

The roses are wilting.
They crumble​ in despair.
Their faces are tilting
Only black as they tear.

He has no footsteps.
He walks with the winds.
His body whispers past me.
Soft in the trade winds​.

He takes me in flight,
Up to the laughing moon.
I can’t see his face.
I’ll be his all too soon.

I close my eyes in defeat.
His cold lips crush mine.
I search for a way to retreat.
I search for a sign.​

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

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OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

Off to the gingerbread house, ​we go
On this fine fall day.
The country road yawns before us,
Pointing the way with pebbled arms.

Shana is laughing up a storm,
Similar to the one building around us.
Swirling gusts lead us by the hand
To a cottage made not by man.

The house floats in a dewy gauze of its own,
Shielded from any attacks or storms.
It glistens and shimmers in the fading light
As we draw closer to its unfailing might.

The front door opens at our approach,
An extended arm our only invitation.
I want to leave but Shana says,
“Linda, let’s see who lives inside.”

Before I could answer she walks in,
Leaving me alone in the dying day.
Pebbles unearth themselves in my direction
Until I’m forced to seek shelter inside.

An older couple wait for us,
Wearing clothes from days long gone.
They show us around their unusual home,
Where rooms are shrines to their grown children.

We are led to the attic to find a lone rocking chair,
Facing the forest and deserted country road.
The woman explains they are The Watchers,
Protecting the town from errant vampires.

My ears are ringing and my heart is pounding
As I listen to her words in disbelief.
She says there’s always a Watcher
Sitting in the rocking chair.

We don’t know whether to believe her story
But the chair begins to rock on its own.
​We flee the scene of our worst nightmare,
Determined never to return to this awful place.

Our games have just begun.

THE DEAD GAME

COMING FOR ME

I look out the window
and what do I see?
A storm growing in force
and coming for me.
Death comes to town.
It has its own name.
The one that I know
is called The Dead Game.
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I look out the window

and what do I see?

A storm growing in force

and coming for me.

Death comes to town.

It has its own name.

The one that I know

is called The Dead Game.

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FLY OFF THE ROCKS

 

We have reached the edge.

Nowhere left to go.

We escaped the party.

The deadly game from hell.

Let’s jump into the ocean.

Swim our way down the shore.

To the beach filled with tourists.

Where help will be on the way.

We can’t return to End House.

Evil house of illusions.

Filled with traps and dead bodies.

No way are we going back.

Come and take my hand.

Let’s fly off the rocks.

We’ll soar through the air.

Like a pair of white doves.

Footsteps behind us.

Flying creatures above.

Time is now or never.

For us to take our chance.

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THE BLUE WAVE

 

A blue wave of ocean.

Coming closer to shore.

Bringing with it darkness.

And yet still so much more.

 

I’m tempted to ride it.

Take it to the limit.

I want to see its strength

And if it’s a gimmick.

 

The blue is almost transparent.

A glass of cold water for me.

Hitting me in the face with salt.

Lifting me as high as can be.

 

Goodbye to the town of Oasis.

Goodbye to my perfect paradise.

Squashed by the hand of The Dead and gone.

By a mere roll of the deadly dice.

 

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

THE DEAD TAKE NO PRISONERS

A light glows from the gazebo.

Chanting floats on the howling wind.

Lit candles form a circle inside.

A body dangles in their midst,

swaying in the increasing winds.

Dark figures circle the body.

Their hands raised in prayer.

The Dead Game has begun.

THE DEAD GAME

RIDE WITH ME

 

A ride to hell and back.

I will sit in the back.

We fly through the night air.

Sound barriers we tear.

Demons fly by our side.

I have nowhere to hide.

They take us to their lair.

I’m pulled hard by my hair.

Life is over for me.

I’ll never be set free.

AWESOME

I just found this review on Goodreads! Awesome.

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Trang Tran (Bookidote)‘s review 

Nov 25, 2015
 
It was amazing
Read from November 13 to 22, 2015


Wow this novel is so precious ! It introduces us to a little town Oasis where tourists disappear without a trace, murders here and there but the local police always trying to hide them. Linda and her friends got invited to a mysterious party in the End House and that’s the beginning of their adventures. Everything I love about a book is in here. The storyline is beyond perfect , with a chess game vibe where everyone is pawn and the reader has no idea what is going on so we are living the game with them. Hellooo, plot twists! Especially the romance plot. Didn’t see it happen at all. Mystery,thriller and action, I’m sure any young adult reader will love this one :)! 

Thank you to the author for giving me a free copy in exchange for an honest review. 

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VIRTUAL BOOK FAIR BOOTH

Join us at The Virtual Book Fair!

Nov. 12th – Nov. 21st
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Title: The Dead Game

Author: Susanne Leist

 

The Book Fair is coming to the town of Oasis on the northern coast of Florida. A dead body washes ashore. The police search through the sand for clues. Where is Agatha Christie when you need her? Linda and her friends are afraid. Deaths and disappearances are happening too often in their town. Will they figure out who is controlling their small town? Who is playing the evil game, The Dead Game?

 

I’m a mystery lover. And so is my protagonist, Linda Bennett. She opens a bookstore in Oasis, hoping for fantasy and romance. Instead, she finds herself living in a town filled with dark secrets. The forest behind town wakes up at night with parties and strange guests. Are the estate residents responsible for the deaths and disappearances in town? Only The Dead know.

 

The Dead Game is the first book in a trilogy. You can read it as a stand-alone or continue with the story when book two is released in 2017.

 

For a chance to win a free kindle copy of The Dead Game, please follow my author page on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSusanneLeist/, my blog at https://susanneleistwordpress.com and tell me about your favorite vampire character. The giveaway will end on November 21 and will be announced here on November 22, so check back! I will be giving away e-books on Facebook and WordPress.com.

 

The event is live November 12-21. For more information, check out the event at https://www.facebook.com/events/927569970656592/

 

We have a Scavenger Hunt. Come and collect the clues!

Scavenger hunt: 14

 

THE HOUSE IS WINNING

Down we go to the nether reaches of End House.

Where darkness is an ever-changing display.

Of traps, cages, and deep water.

Mazes to confound the curious.

Bottomless pits for the adventurous.

And wild animals for the animal lover.

Will we ever see the light of day?

The house is alive and is winning the game.

THE DEAD GAME

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