You belong to us now,
I say this with a bow.
You will follow us to hell
As we ring the nightly bell.
Our servant you will be.
You’ll never be set free.
THE DEAD GAME
YOU BELONG TO US NOW
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I BELONG TO THE NIGHT
Blood oozes from my soul,
Nothing will make me whole.
I belong to the night,
Far from the morning light.
Don’t follow me.
I need to be free.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
DARE I LOVE HIM?
Who can swim like a fish and fly like a bird?
Who makes my heart thump in my chest?
He is walking toward me,
His body as beautiful as can be.
Do I want him for me?
How can I let this be?
THE DEAD AT HEART
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THEY EXIST
Of course, they do.
Who else keeps you awake at night?
Who haunts your nightmares?
Your mother-in-law?
No.
It’s The Dead.
They walk the streets of Oasis.
They take their victims with stealth and finesse.
Find them in THE DEAD GAME SERIES.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
A COLD WITCHES’ BREW
A paradise is now lost and gone,
never to be found again.
Whomever the demons come upon,
no more peace but only pain.
Like a cold witches’ brew,
an Oasis for all.
Now a hell for the few
who remain to tell all.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
DANCE WITH ME
Dance with me until the moon hides its face,
and the sun attempts to quicken the pace.
From the sunlight, vampires turn their face,
And dancers twirl to the light’s frenzied pace.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
MY HEART’S SONG
Darkness brings a pall to town.
I turn around with a frown.
Soft footsteps echo on the street,
I know whom I’m destined to meet.
I should have listened to my heart’s song,
Listened to reason and right from wrong.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
OUR SPECIAL PLACE
When the music plays,
and your body sways,
let my arms hold you,
and my body spoons you.
We’ll sashay to our own beat
and let the town fall at our feet.
As the demons fall from grace,
this remains our special place.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
Will We Fall Prey to The Dead?
Brutal winds follow close on my heels,
Thunder and lightning joining the crusade.
Fluorescent lights paint the night sky,
Rings of orange, yellow, and red.
A vortex of horror in unending circles
Makes its way to the small town of Oasis,
Where I will be waiting with a sword in hand,
Secure in the knowledge Wolf won’t win.
The Watchers have joined the battle.
They stand on the hill beyond,
Their raincoats flapping in the wind,
Concealing their cache of weapons.
We will protect Linda from the devil,
An army standing strong against the harsh winds.
The Father clutches his bible of spells,
Ready to cast the evil from our town.
We have come together as one,
Humans, vampires, and human vampires.
The last battle on this earthly planet,
Which will determine our combined fate.
Linda clings to her friends,
Huddled together in the storm.
Will she choose wisely and correctly?
Will she choose me above The Dead?
The time has come for the showdown.
Time has slowed to a halt.
We raise our weapons above our heads,
Waiting for evil to make its final appearance.
Wolf has been given a new body,
But I recognize his deadly soul.
A new package for an old one
Does not change the battle to be won.
Our games have just begun.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
CAN LUCK SAVE US?
Can luck save the residents of Oasis
from rogue vampires desperate for blood?
Time will tell.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
by Susanne Leist
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