RRBC Springtime Book & Block Party Blog Tour

 

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Welcome to the Rave Reviews Book Club Springtime Book & Block Party.

Location: Woodmere, New York

I will be giving away 3 e-books of The Dead Game.

Number of winners for this stop: 3

To be entered into this Giveaway all you have to do is leave a comment.

If you love games & fun, then join us!

On this stop you must battle to win the prizes. A battle of the wits!

In addition to the 3 e-books awarded by the Blog Tour, I will be awarding 3

more e-books for the best answers.

6 e-books, in total, will be given away.

 

Are you ready?

 

book welcome

 

First, A Little About Me

I grew up in Brooklyn, New York. I graduated with an MBA in Finance. Over the years, I felt something lacking in my life. An outlet for my creativity.

I’ve always loved to read. I grew up with Agatha Christie, Alistair Maclean and so many others 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.

In recent years, my taste in books has broadened to include the supernatural and paranormal genres, which is reflected in my new selection of shows, such as Supernatural, The Vampire Diaries and The Originals.

My first book, The Dead Game, is a paranormal suspense/mystery. I’ve brought together all of my favorites and created an enticing package of mystery, paranormal and horror. It brings fantasy and the surreal to the simple murder mystery. It has dead bodies and suspects. However, it also has humans, vampires and vampire derivatives. A touch of romance is thrown in to spice up the mix.

 

Time for our games! You can leave as many answers as you like to each question.

 

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Come One, Come All to the Greatest Book on Earth!

The games will be dark.

They will be scary.

The Dead take no hostages.

Stand back.

Eyes wide open.

And enjoy!

 

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THE DEAD GAME

Linda moves to a seaside town to live a quiet life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life is simple–that is until the dead body washes up on shore. Linda is horrified to find that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are common for this small town. As soon as the sun sets, the residents and tourists are stalked by dark shadows. But this is only the beginning.

Linda and her friends receive an unsigned invitation to a party at a deserted house. They are pursued through revolving rooms and dangerous traps, barely escaping with their lives. Two of their own remain trapped in the house. Or so they think.

They must embark on a difficult journey, chased by unnatural creatures, not knowing whom to trust, to uncover the one controlling the game and everyone in town. Who are The Dead? Are they humans or vampires? Or a combination of both? Will Linda and Todd find love?

The Dead Game has begun.

Kindle

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Nook

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GAME 1

Three doors are waiting to be opened in the basement of End House. After trudging through a pool of water with descending circular saws and falling cages, Linda and her friends must find a way out of the evil house. What would you expect to find behind these doors? You are only limited by your imagination.

The best answer wins a kindle copy of The Dead Game.

Good luck!

 

 

WINTER FANTASY

GAME 2

A ball in a glass house.

Nothing can be as nice.

Snow falling on the trees.

Whispers in the soft breeze.

Snow falls on the small town of Oasis, Florida. The young residents arrive at the glass house dressed for the ball. Linda dances The Waltz with Todd, unaware of the dark undercurrents flowing through the cold room. Foreign visitors soon join the party. At midnight, the dance floor clears. The original residents keep many secrets but none as deadly as the meeting being held on the floor above.

What secret is the town protecting? Best answer wins.

 

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GAME 3

I am presently writing the second book of The Dead Game series. The Dead return to Oasis with a vengeance. They bring horror to a new level.

But I need a title for this book. I would like to use the words, “The Dead,” in the name. Whoever gives the best answer will win a kindle copy of The Dead Game. I might even use it as the title of my book. If that happens, I will award a signed copy of my book.

 

Thinking caps on everyone!

 

Thank you for joining our games.

 

Don’t forget to stop in and check out the other tour stops at https://ravereviewsbynonniejules.wordpress.com/rrbc-2017-springtime-book-blog-block-party/

THE WINNERS ARE:

I received so many great answers to my questions that it was hard for me to choose only three. These are worthy winners for many reasons.

  1. Nancy Burgess for her answer about a portal deep in the forest. Little does she know, but book 2 traps characters in a time portal in the woods behind Oasis.
  2. Mary Schmidt for The Dead Awaken. I’m thinking about that one. Her answer about an icy staircase and cold furniture is creepily close to the rooms in Oasis’ glass house.
  3. Larry Landgraf for The Dead Rule. One of my new top choices. 

PARADISE LOST

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Trees fill the conservatory.

Wolf leads us inside.

A domed paradise of greenery.

We follow him through bushes

that move to a music all their own.

Humid air coats our skin.

The ground shivers beneath our feet.

The trees lift up their massive roots.

Scraggly arms reach for us.

Time to leave this artificial paradise.

THE DEAD GAME

KILL ME

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KILL ME
A walk through the woods
on a sunny afternoon.
The sun soon retreats
to be replaced by dark shadows.
Sighs fill the silence.
The tall trees lift their roots.
Trunks become...

 

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Untitled by Joe Kennett.

KILL ME

A walk through the woods

on a sunny afternoon.

The sun soon retreats

to be replaced by dark shadows.

Sighs fill the silence.

The tall trees lift their roots.

Trunks become faces,

branches reaching arms.

Shivering leaves fall in fear.

The giants move forward.

Just kill me now.

THE DEAD GAME

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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THE DEAD GAME — A Paranormal Mystery

Should we visit End House?

The beautiful house had almost been

destroyed in the last storm.

Pieces of its roof and shutters had

blown off in the winds.

The last family had disappeared.

Why did we receive an invitation

for a party at the deserted house?

Let’s go and find out.

THE DEAD GAME

 

 

 

Come and join THE DEAD.

They are eager for new followers.

Who will be their next victim?

Who will wash up on shore?

Find out in THE DEAD GAME.

 

 

THE DEAD are watching.

They watch from windows and doors.

Once the sun goes down,

they roam the town.

Be smart;

stay indoors.

THE DEAD love the night.

 

 

The wolves howl in warning.

Birds flee in fear from trees.

The Dead come at night

to claim their victims.

Unless they are stopped.

Who is strong enough to stop them?

Find out in THE DEAD GAME.

 

 

The ground rumbles.

The gravestones shake.

The door to the mausoleum creaks open.

The leaves rustle in the wind.

The dirt parts.

A hand reaches from a grave.

Bodies rise up from the earth.

The Dead are ready to play.

THE DEAD GAME 

 

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Midnight is approaching.

The witching hour in Oasis, Florida.

 

 

End House holds secrets.

Secrets of The Dead and gone.

Deadly traps.

Vengeful spirits.

Join us if you dare.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

NIGHTMARE

THE NIGHTMARE

Linda was caught in a nightmare that she couldn’t escape from. It felt too real to be a nightmare but she couldn’t wake up.

     She chose the Fun House. She stepped into a room full of mirrors that made her multiple reflections appear distorted and unreal. She couldn’t figure out why she’d run into the Fun House if in every horror movie the victims were always portrayed as being terrorized there. She hoped this wasn’t another game of The Dead. She was determined to locate an exit, but found only mirrors and more mirrors; they made her dizzy. Her distorted reflections stared back at her—as if they were distinct entities, united against her, instead of her own creations.

     She ran until she crashed head-first through a mirror, into a dark place with no beginning or end. The whole experience felt unreal to her—as if she were lost in a different dimension. Behind this mirror, she encountered a man with a white mask and empty holes for eyes, laughing at her. When he touched her arm, she realized that he was real and not just a reflection.

     She fled from the laughing man, going deeper and deeper into the dark unknown. She looked back and noticed creatures following close behind her. Some were bats and some were dark shadows, but all were reaching for her. She hoped that these weren’t the same shadows from town that had been haunting her for weeks.

      She hit something hard and fell down. So maybe this place did have an end. She raced away with her hands out, hoping to find the mirror that had caused her to enter this dark hell. Ahead of her in the distance, she glimpsed a shiny surface. As she got closer, she realized it was the mirror, patiently waiting for her. I hope this wasn’t a trap.

     She decided to step through the mirror and worry about the consequences afterward. She had always been afraid of the dark. She wondered how these creatures knew her fears—unless it wasn’t real, but just a figment of her imagination. She stuck her hand out and found that it flowed right through the glass. She followed her hand and crawled through the mirror.

     She found herself back in the house by the sea. She was in the main hall, looking up at a long flight of stairs. She raced up the stairs and ran through the deserted rooms. The house was empty of any people or furnishings. All she could hear were her heels clicking on the shiny wood floors.

     Fearing that she was caught in an endless loop like the one at End House, she hurried back down the stairs, all the way down to the basement. Since the top two floors were empty, she decided to try the basement—even though basements were also popular in horror stories, which was exactly what she was in.

     The basement was empty. The floor she was standing on began to rotate around and around. She reached up to grab hold of something to help her climb off the revolving circle, but there was nothing: the walls were wet and slippery. As she tried to escape, she found herself falling deeper and deeper into the dark hole. The only thing she remembered before she lost consciousness was the sound of a man’s evil laughter as he chanted the words over and over, “It’s not over. I’ll be back.”

The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

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HORROR BY THE SEA

HORROR BY THE SEA

We have found the exit from this house.

We’ll sneak out as quiet as a mouse.

The owner must not know we’re gone.

He’ll chase us to death and beyond.

We’ll crawl down by the rocks and sea.

Make our way back in time for tea.

End House won’t hold us anymore.

We’ve seen enough horror and gore.

THE DEAD GAME

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HIS PASSION MOUNTS

 

Storm is coming.

Hitting the shore.

Palm trees flying.

And so much more.

 

Anger raises the waves.

Passion kicks up the sand.

Fear hides behind clouds.

Marching in like a band.

 

I know he is here.

I hide from his face.

He’s coming for me.

Clouds pick up the pace.

 

His anger brings passion and fear.

Too bad he can’t fly like a dove.

His can easily moves mountains.

For me he moves the sky above.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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HUNTED

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THE HUNT

It comes slowly.
In the night.
Walking on silent feet.
It draws closer.
You run faster.
It speeds up.
You dash into a building.
An empty school.
It follows.
You can feel its presence.
You run faster.
Down the deserted hallways.
Checking the doors.
Locked.
You turn around.
Darkness descends.