Julieanne Kost -  Aerial Photographs, 2016
Julieanne Kost -  Aerial Photographs, 2016
Julieanne Kost -  Aerial Photographs, 2016

Julieanne Kost | Website –  Aerial Photographs, 2016




They come in the night,

footsteps in the sand.

They climb through windows

to visit the sleeping.

They take recruits

while others rest in peace.

In time for the morning sun,

the footsteps are gone.







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.



New Edition of THE DEAD GAME

I spent the last year rewriting and editing my first book. I learned a lot since I had published it. The words and characters are leaner and meaner. I removed any passive language or excess words. I want it to be on par with the second book in the series. And it is. I’m satisfied. 

The Dead Game new cover


New Edition

The Dead are leaner and meaner.
Additional scenes.

Linda Bennett moves from New York to Florida to live a quieter life. She opens a bookstore and makes new friends. Her best friend, Shana, opens a magic shop with elixirs and potions. Oasis offers white sand and blue water with calming tropical breezes. Life is peaceful until the dead body washes onshore. Linda learns that dead bodies and disappearing tourists are typical for the small town. Rumors abound of secret parties given by the original residents in their secluded mansions. As soon as the sun sets, dark shadows stalk Linda and her friends.

Linda and her group receive an unsigned invitation to a party at End House, a deserted house overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Its last owners vanished, leaving behind broken windows and destroyed rooms. The group arrives, but no one is there to greet them. End House has a sinister life of its own where horror follows their every step. Traps, illusions, and revolving rooms add to their growing fear. Wild animals escape their cages in the basement, a bloody skeleton sleeps in an upstairs’ bedroom, and body parts fall from the chimney into the living room’s fireplace. With two of their friends lost inside, they flee for their lives.

The young residents embark on a difficult journey, chased by supernatural creatures, not knowing whom to trust, to uncover the one controlling the evil game.

Who are The Dead? Are they humans or vampires?

Will Linda lose her heart to Todd, who knows more than he admits?

Does the door held by the villagers contain the answers to the never-ending puzzle?

The Dead Game has begun.

Follow the adventure in Book Two, Prey for The Dead.





“I’m a man

Can’t you see what I am?

I live and I breathe for you

But what good does it do

If I ain’t got you, ain’t got?

You don’t know what it’s like, baby

You don’t know what it’s like

To love somebody

To love somebody

The way I love you”





We are coming to a town near you.

We walk the nights.

When morning comes,

we’re gone but not forgotten.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist





Wait for the night

To darken the sky

In deep shades of red,

To purples fading to black.

Silence follows on gossamer wings

To quiet the uneasy heartbeats

Sleeping in quiet bedrooms,

To soothe the roaming beasts.

Wait for the night

To bring a dark veil on activities

In a network of black lace,

To unfurl the dark shadows.

Silence is here

And so is the night.