Blood runs smooth
with inky determination.
Filling the ocean
with its crimson red.
It arrives with the tides
to our sandy shores.
Walking the streets of town
with the rise of the moon.
Leaving dead bodies behind
in the wake of its path.
Returning the next night
to sprinkle blood once more.
THE DEAD GAME
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Burn Baby Burn.
He’ll light your fire
to take you higher.
The town’s on fire,
set by his sire.
He comes tonight
with his great might.
He comes for me
from the dark sea.
The Dead Game goes on.
Book 2 heat is on.
THE DEAD GAME
Book 2 out in 2017
Hell hounds are loose.
They guard the door.
No one may enter.
We may not enter,
but the priest has his spell book.
Let the games begin.
The Dead Game by Susanne Leist
Put on your mask.
Dress in your gown.
Step into your party shoes.
The dance is about to begin.
Music fills the mirrored room.
The band picks up the beat.
Dancers swirl under chandeliers.
Rainbows of light reflect off the walls.
The room enlarges to accommodate the dancers.
Until the clock strikes midnight.
The music stops.
The dancers stand still.
THE DEAD GAME
THE DEAD GAME – EXCERPT
Linda was pulled into the deserted garden to face Wolf and his side-kick Hayden. She didn’t know what was real or what was illusion.
“I didn’t come here to play parlor games with you. I need you to convince Todd to join with us,” Wolf said in a loud voice. “He can never be human or accepted by them. He’s a human vampire. He belongs with us. It makes more sense for him to stick with his own kind.”
“He’s not like you in any way at all: he cares too deeply for people and is loyal to his friends.” Linda backed away. “On the other hand, you and your vampires enjoy killing too much and have no feelings whatsoever.”
“Todd will never be accepted by humans or by his own kind. He will be an outcast with nowhere to go,” Wolf said, moving closer to her.
“Todd is human and will always be accepted by humans.”
“Let’s kill her now, boss.” Hayden stepped in. “She’s going to be trouble; I can take her away and no one will ever see her again.”
Wolf strolled over to her with a wicked gleam surfacing in his eyes. “I have a much better use for her in the future. When she finally comes to her senses, she’ll realize that she’ll be better off with a real vampire with limitless powers than with a pathetic human. She’ll learn about love and passion—not the games that humans play that pale in comparison. Here comes the human. Let her go for now.”
Linda was horrified to find herself wrapped in Wolf’s muscular arms, hypnotized by his black eyes and tempted by his deep voice.
“I’ll be back for you.” Wolf promised as he held her tight against him, whispering in her ear, ”I love the way you stand up to me with your flashing blue eyes. Soon you’ll be mine, my beautiful ice queen.”
Linda couldn’t move; she was stuck in some kind of trance…she couldn’t leave or even want to leave if given the choice. His voice soothed her and made her think of love, passion, and great need: a need that could only be met by Wolf with his expert hands and mouth. She knew that one day she was going to be with him, to be joined with him.
His mouth lowered onto hers, drawing her into a swirling miasma of unexpected feelings and desires. His mouth covering hers introduced her to a new realm of pure pleasure. His powerful form enveloped her, making her feel feelings that were foreign and untried for her. She couldn’t get enough of him. She tentatively began touching his face, then his body with an eager and unrelenting hunger.
They live in the woods.
Lights flicker through the trees.
We follow the lights to the glass house,
Lit from within by crystal chandeliers.
Notes of The Waltz drift to us.
Glass walls reveal dancing couples,
Twirling on the dance floor.
Tuxedoed men stand guard at the front door.
Snow flakes fall from the dark sky.
Snow in Florida?
The clock strikes midnight.
The couples freeze.
After the last chime,
Dancing commences.
All is not right in the glass house.
All is not right with the town of Oasis.
THE DEAD GAME
A WITCH’S BREW
Our paradise is lost,
Coldness seizes the day.
To the winds we are tossed,
For our sins we must pay.
Like a cold witch’s brew,
An Oasis for all.
Now a hell for the few,
Who remain to tell all.
THE DEAD GAME
A perfect oasis on the shore.
You could not ask for anything more.
Sun and surf during the day,
But at night there’s hell to pay.
The waves welcome daily swimmers,
But at night there are no winners.
Afraid to venture out after dark,
Residents stay clear of the town park.
One night, a hanging party is had
By the dark creatures who are plain bad.
Our town is plagued by darkness and woe.
We don’t even know who is our foe.
THE DEAD GAME
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KILL MEkilledtheinnocentpeople:
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
(Source: artizan3)
I grow in the garden of End House.
The only flower in sight.
Moonlight keeps me strong.
Thorns keep me anchored.
The garden is mine.
(Source: kittiezandtittiez)
I’m keeping an eye on you.
Have you read The Dead Game yet?
If not, I know where you live.
(Source: fallenfay-l-h)
As darkness falls,
statues come alive.
Shadows emerge
from tombs and graves.
Beware of the nights.
They bring brutal winds
and the walking dead.
Bolt your doors.
Lock your windows.
The dark shadow behind you
might not be your own.
THE DEAD GAME
