WHERE HAVE THE TOURISTS GONE?

Where has all the sunshine gone?

Gone hiding.

Where have all the vampires gone?

Gone dancing.

Where have all the tourists gone?

Dead and gone.

THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist

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LADY OF THE NIGHT

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Lady of the night.

So sad.

Drifting through time.

Lost.

Waiting.

Watching.

Alone.

Forever.

THE DARKNESS INSIDE

Teeth glisten in the dark

as I walk through the park.

I stop in my tracks in fear,

not knowing what can be near.

I stand quietly and listen,

but I only see the glisten.

Soft footsteps ring out behind me.

I’m not waiting around to see.

Then I happen to glance down,

and my face droops in a frown.

The fanged smile floats on the lily pond.

Of my reflection, I’m not so fond.

It reveals the darkness inside

that I’ve always failed to hide.

A REVIEW TO DIE FOR!

Thank you, Shaun Baines, for the delightful review.

The Dead Game by Susanne Leist

The setting is a strong part of this book for me and I loved the location of Oasis as a bohemian beachside resort. On the surface, it is bright and colourful, but underneath it has its ancient secrets – one of which is the existence of vampires.

The author has a new take on this folklore. Vampires have splintered off into different factions, each with their own unique role in the human world. Naturally, this creates tension and provides a backdrop to the action.

Linda and Shana are human and the main protagonists. They have a strong, but an impish relationship which is tested as they investigate the disappearances of tourists and residents alike. They are aided by their friends and by a handful of others whose changing allegiances sow seeds of doubt everywhere.

Added to this is a rich palette of gods and demons and spellcasters, lending the book a strong fantasy element. However, there are also strands of horror, suspense, and romance as Linda falls for the enigmatic Todd, who is not who he seems.

With its florid imagery, The Dead Game has a cinematic quality, reminding me of the film The Lost Boys. They both have playful savagery, placing them apart (and for me personally, above) the Twilight series.

For fans of the supernatural, The Dead Game is available worldwide and on Amazon UK here, and on Amazon US here.

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ALONE IN A CEMETERY

ALONE IN A CEMETERY

The wind whispers.

The trees sway.

Air hisses through the leaves.

Shadows lurk between gravestones.

With long robes, they sweep toward me.

A statue looms in the distance.

A winged angel turns her cold face 

and faces me.

A wicked grin curves her mouth.

Her wings take flight.

And so do I.

A LOVE PECK

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He takes my blood.

I fall in a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

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A SPOT OF EVIL

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A spot of evil.

A dash of hell.

A drop of blood.

And your Grimoire.

A mighty spell

will vanquish The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME

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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART

Can you feel your heart beating?

Is it beating too fast?

Do you feel trapped?

That is because you are.

You’re standing in water

in the basement of End House,

wearing your party clothes.

There is a party

but no host or guests.

The door behind you locks.

The only way is forward

through the falling cages

and circular saws,

swinging over the dark water.

Run.

Run for your life.

The owner of End House takes no prisoners.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

CREEPY CREEPY SCARY

 
Creepy, creepy, scary.
This can become hairy.

The house is haunted and dark.
I came on a simple lark.

But now that I’m here,
I’m frozen with fear.

A party is to be held for us all,
But to evil creatures, we might just fall.

Down to the basement we go,
This is silly even I know.

Saws are swinging up ahead,
Looking to chop off a head.

Traps are falling from the low ceiling.
My wet feet are losing their feeling.

We are standing in a pool.
And I feel like a big fool.

We should have gone when we had a chance.
The creatures will make us sing and dance.

The Dead have a morbid sense of humor,
Should have listened to every rumor.

Goodbye to one and all.
I see the bouncing ball.

THE DEAD GAME

SILENCE

Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds pick up their pace.

The hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

Beneath his icy stare.

THE DEAD GAME

YELLOW NIGHTMARE

Sunflowers face off.

They’ve come alive.

Invade my dreams.

Star in my nightmares.

Green arms to strike.

Yellow faces too grim.

A field behind each.

Ready for the battle ahead.

THE DEAD GAME

THE HOUSE STANDS ALONE

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Cliff House and Seal Rocks by Moonlight, San Francisco, c 1900.

The waves dance in fury,

hitting the sharp rocks.

The house towers above,

glaring at intruders.

Death to anyone

who dare to violate its shores.

THE DEAD GAME