INTO THE TUNNEL

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“ Into the tunnel we are thrown.
Been more careful if I had known.
We’re falling down a dark abyss.
Please someone give us an assist.
We’re falling too hard and fast.
This nightmare better not last.
Our time has come to an end
As we...

 

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Into the tunnel we are thrown.

Been more careful if I had known.

We’re falling down a dark abyss.

Please someone give us an assist.

 

We’re falling too hard and fast.

This nightmare better not last.

Our time has come to an end

As we fly around the bend.

 

The Dead are waiting for us below.

I can hear them yelling out hello.

We land with a thump and a bang.

I’m now facing a big fat fang.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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HE’S RETURNED FOR ME

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Has he returned for me?

Is he a hybrid or a vampire?

Will I recognize him?

AN UNDERCURRENT OF EVIL

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The guests twirl and dance

between frozen statues.

Sad expressions for eternity

on their icy faces.

Wet tears flow

on frosty cheeks.

Beneath the music and gaiety

lies an undercurrent of evil.

THE DEAD GAME

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ICE FURY

ICY FURY
A duel to end all duels.
A battle to the death.
The wind strengthens the waves.
No time to take a breath.
The waves tease the shore,
Striking with pounding fury.
The sand is mere dust.
My vision has turned blurry.
Heat flows through my...

 

ICY FURY

A duel to end all duels.
A battle to the death.
The wind strengthens the waves.
No time to take a breath.

The waves tease the shore,
Striking with pounding fury.
The sand is mere dust.
My vision has turned blurry.

Heat flows through my veins,
Leading me to the light.
Human flesh brings love.
I won’t back from this fight.

He rises from the ocean,
A body in constant motion.
His body melts in droplets.
I still yearn for his devotion.

Cold no longer waits for me.
Empty is the void inside.
He cannot leave without me.
But he turns his face in pride.

His fury slices the shore,
His presence felt in the wind.
I can still hear his deep voice,
Calling for me to join him.

THE DEAD GAME 

 

RETREAT

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The night is here

and much too soon.

Darkness descends

with the full moon.

 

I shiver from the cold

as a strong wind whips past.

The moon hovers closer.

I hope this doesn’t last.

 

Dark shadows gather.

Trees fade in the mist.

Night has won again.

I can’t handle this.

 

The moon’s glare defeats me.

I retreat to my lair.

With the wind at my back,

I must escape from here.

 

 

 

What do you think of the new description of THE DEAD GAME?

I’ve been busy editing my second book in THE DEAD GAME SERIES. I bought an editing program, ProWriting Aid. It analyzes my sentences to death. I have one hundred pages to edit. It has taken me six months to edit the first two hundred. I get sidetracked by writing poetry, promoting my first book, and life. 

I wrote a new description of my first book and even brightened its colors for promotion. I want to know what my followers think of my changes.

I had hoped to publish book two by the end of the year, but I’m editing it to the bitter end. Once completed, I will release the book and its title. I am learning patience.

Thank you, everyone, for following me on my journey.

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Book 1 in Series

Linda Bennett moves from New York to Florida to live a quieter life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Life in Oasis is perfect until the dead body washes on shore. She learns dead bodies and disappearing tourists are typical for this small town. As soon as the sun sets, dark shadows stalk Linda and her friends. Once the stores shut for the night, the young residents hide behind closed doors. The same time, the original residents hold parties at their mansions and appear in town.

Life becomes more complicated for Linda and her group. They receive an unsigned invitation to a party at End House, a deserted mansion that hides a sinister history. On the night of the party, the house waits for them filled with revolving rooms upstairs and cages of wild animals in the basement. Horrifying traps and illusions face them at every turn. With wild animals at their backs, the young residents flee for their lives.

They embark on an arduous journey, not knowing whom to trust, to uncover the one controlling the evil game and their town. Who are The Dead? Are they humans or vampires? Will Linda lose her heart to Todd? Will her best friend, Shana, fall for Sheriff Sam? Is a second book needed?

The Dead Game has begun.

 

THE DEAD WILL FALL

 

 

Take me to Oasis,

where demons roam

and The Dead play.

Take me to Florida,

to the ocean paradise,

where good triumphs evil.

Take me to the shore,

where the residents gather

and The Dead will fall.

THE DEAD GAME