OPEN THE DOOR

OPEN THE DOOR
A door to fantasies,
To new worlds,
new beginnings,
And a life worth living.
A door to your imagination,
Where words flow like water,
Ideas ride the tides,
And stories coast to shore.
A door to The Dead,
Where darkness rules,
Creatures...

 

OPEN THE DOOR


A door to fantasies,
To new worlds,
new beginnings,
And a life worth living.

A door to your imagination,
Where words flow like water,
Ideas ride the tides,
And stories coast to shore.

A door to The Dead,
Where darkness rules,
Creatures fly free,
And no one is safe.

Open the door to 

THE DEAD GAME

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DEATH BECOMES YOU

Your eyes have a red hue,

but death still becomes you.

♦

THE DEAD GAME

♦

THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

1 book fire banner

 

Take my hand.
I will lead you
to the other side.
They wait beneath the earth.
A town with fake skies and ocean.
Come with me.
I will lead the way.
Click your shoes
There’s no place like home.

WELCOME TO OASIS

 

1 Prey Welcome

 

I’m here to welcome you

to paradise by the shore.

We have blue skies.

I tell you no lies.

PREY FOR THE DEAD

 

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THE CLUB

disney club staircase

 

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?

PREY FOR THE DEAD by Susanne Leist

 
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RUN LIKE THE WIND

wolves

 

Do not come near.
I see it here.
The evil comes to town.
Don’t wear a big frown.

You must leave right away.
The Dead have come to stay.
No one will be left alive.
A death for those who arrive.

Blood will rule the day.
Leave, you cannot stay.
In a town slated for death,
Do not stop and take a breath.

Run now like the wind to safety.
Make sure your retreat is hasty.
I have come to warn you.
They are coming for you.

THE DEAD GAME
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HOTTER THAN HELL

Hotter Than Hell

 

 

Hotter than hell is their playground.

Beneath layers of rocks and dirt.

They wait for their day of salvation.

When they can ride in the storm.

They grow impatient for the invasion.

The end of life as we know it.

I can hear their cries blowing in the wind.

The whispers brought forth from below.

It’s time for us to gather ammunition.

Before our poor town is nothing at all.

 

THE DEAD GAME

TIC TOC

Clock people

 

The end has come.

No more romps in the sun.

Death will make its determined way

to those who continue to play.

 

THE DEAD GAME SERIES BY SUSANNE LEIST

 

 

 

TAKE ME TO THE BALL

take me to the ball

 

 

Take me to the ball.
In the glasshouse.
A green ball of lights.
Lit from within.
Take me to the ball.
I want to dance all night.
Until the sun rises.
And The Dead depart.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

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