Excerpt from MEET ME IN MAINE

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Chapter Six

People strolled the sidewalks beneath the street lamps’ hazy yellow glow. Colorful window displays beckoned to visitors as music wafted from the open doorways. Boats rode the soft swells on either side of the long dock, jutting into the dark water. I stood beside Scarlett at the curb and inhaled a deep breath of the crisp, salty air.

David and Logan exited the parlor, taking positions on either side of us.

David whispered to me, “We’ll walk you home.”

I glanced over my shoulder at Logan, feeling uncomfortable in his presence after the intense interrogation he put us through in the ice cream parlor. Logan’s haughty mien lifted as he caught my glance and nodded to me, his gray eyes softening.

The ground beneath my feet shook. I shrieked and grabbed David’s arm.

The street lamps went dark as ear-shattering explosions cut through the silence, followed by frenzied shouts. Time turned sluggish and unreal, like a movie reel playing in slow motion. Flames shot to the sky from the moored vessels. I stood frozen, transfixed by the orange flames sweeping across the wooden planks at the heels of the fleeing pedestrians. Scarlett clutched my hand as the crowd headed our way, jostling us in their frantic path. Intense heat hit our faces. People screamed; sirens shrilled; engines pulled alongside the marina. Police cars swarmed the streets.

His face a blotched red, Lively strode from the parlor, puffing. “Take them home,” he shouted to David before rushing across the street to join the officers arriving at the scene.

“I’ll walk you home.” David snatched my hand, transporting me back to reality.

I hurried to keep pace with him as the hazy fog clouding my vision cleared. Scarlett strode ahead with Jonathan while Bella hobbled beside us on a broken heel. I glanced back at the burning harbor. “I don’t understand; the advertisements depict Blue Harbor as a peaceful town.”

“It used to be.” David shrugged. “Things have changed.”

“What things?” I asked, but he refused to look at me. “David?”

He turned to me. “Maybe you shouldn’t move here.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“No, then I won’t see you again.” He halted as people rushed around us. “But the town hasn’t been safe for the past few months, and I don’t want you hurt.” David grasped my hand, and we continued walking.

“Do you believe I’m in danger?”

“I don’t know. I’ve been working with Logan and the chief, but we’ve made no headway.” He checked over his shoulder. “Where’s Bella?”

“I’m here.” She emerged from the crowd. “The broken heel is making it difficult to walk.” Bella removed her shoes and loped toward us barefoot. “That’s better.”

Quick bursts of explosions shook the harbor, the blackened sky mirroring the orange and yellow flames consuming the pier.

People screeched as the panicked horde surged toward us, and David dropped my hand. “I’m sorry. The police need my help.” He pushed his way through the throng and headed back to the pier. “Remember to lock the doors,” he yelled over his shoulder before disappearing.

“What’s wrong with this town?” I eyed Bella.

“What isn’t wrong with it?” she replied before stumbling ahead to our building.

Her expression sullen, Scarlett waited on the front steps, watching Jonathan race toward the flames engulfing the harbor.

Bella unlocked the front door, and we trailed behind her into the darkened hallway.

“Are you going to explain this creepy town to us?” Scarlett stepped in front of her.

Bella hit the light switch. “No, and don’t shut the hall lights. Tomorrow, I’ll explain the town’s strange history.” She rushed into her apartment, throwing the bolt on the door.

WELCOME TO THE CLUB

An exclusive club in Disney World for vampires.
Walt Disney would be proud.

PREY FOR THE DEAD
by Susanne Leist

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MY FAVORITE REVIEW

This is still my favorite review of The Dead Game.

5.0 out of 5 stars 

There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis

The opening pages of “The Dead Game” grab you at the ankles and drag into the deeper story. There is something painfully wrong about the seemingly perfect town of Oasis. Without getting into spoilers, here’s my take. Leist’s cast of characters are interesting in and of themselves. They do leave you wanting to get to know them better; yet, as in real life you only get to see the sides and masks that others want you to see. That, to me, was the author’s point. Everyone in Oasis seems to have an agenda, and it’s hard to know what to believe. With that in mind, Leist does a great job of bringing to life the picturesque town of Oasis, and the menacing End House. The book is reminiscent of tales like “House on Haunted Hill,” yet with its own twists on the supernatural thriller. The story is well-paced and the dangers faced by Leist’s characters feels terrifyingly real. All in all, a good read. I look forward to reading more works from this author.

THE CLUB

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I go undercover with Todd & his men at The Club,
the members-only club at Disney World.
Is The Club a den for vampires?
Can I trust a hybrid to save our town?

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THE DEAD GAME

 

1 A town of bloody secrets

 

The birds flee from the trees.

The town is brought to its knees.

The wind whistles and sighs.

Don’t fall for The Dead’s lies.

THE DEAD GAME 

CREEPY CREEPY SCARY

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Creepy, creepy, scary.
This can become hairy.

The house is haunted and dark.
I came on a simple lark.

But now that I’m here,
I’m frozen with fear.

A party is to be held for us all,
But to evil creatures, we might just fall.

Down to the basement we go,
This is silly even I know.

Saws are swinging up ahead,
Looking to chop off a head.

Traps are falling from the low ceiling.
My wet feet are losing their feeling.

We are standing in a pool.
And I feel like a big fool.

We should have gone when we had a chance.
The creatures will make us sing and dance.

The Dead have a morbid sense of humor,
Should have listened to every rumor.

Goodbye to one and all.
I see the bouncing ball.

THE DEAD GAME

THE DEAD WALKING

1 The tides

 

A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.

Woven from black sheets of rain,
fear covers in disarray.
Anguished and frozen with pain,
dark petals fall in dismay.

Hell has come to Oasis,
The Dead and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.

Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.

THE DEAD GAME
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