His lips cover mine.
I dare not repine.
I’ve made my choice.
Few may rejoice
in a vampire’s touch.
But I love him too much.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
I LOVE HIM TOO MUCH
vampire romance
DEAD SILENCE
Silence reigns supreme.
The sun hides its face.
Palm trees shake their leaves.
Winds quicken their pace.
The hotel stands deserted.
Flapping sounds fill the air.
Dark shadows join the fray
Beneath his icy stare.
THE DEAD GAME
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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FOLLOW THE LIGHT
We may fall,
but we will rise
from the dust.
Follow the light,
we’ll make it right.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
TIME IS ON YOUR SIDE
Follow your dreams & fantasies
to Oasis, Florida,
where nothing is what it seems,
and time is on your side.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
FROZEN WITH PAIN
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 & gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far & wide.
PREY FOR THE DEAD
TAKE ME AWAY
Take me away
to a place, we can play.
The sun shines all day
on a town slightly fey.
THE DEAD GAME
THE DEAD GAME
I leave the storefronts behind,
the tinted windows reflecting the fading sunlight.
I race to the boardwalk
and descend the steps to the beach.
The soft sand trickles through my toes.
The wind propels me forward.
Beyond the white sand,
the waves thrash in a demented dance.
I return to Main Street to find my friends.
The palm trees bow their heads to the wind.
Rooftops sail over my head.
Glass crunches beneath my feet
as I run through the streets.
The windows hang broken and twisted.
The saddest sight is the church.
The once-white church stands charcoal-black,
debris at its proud feet.
They’re here.
The deadly games have begun.
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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