HALLOWEEN FUN!

YOU ARE GOING TO HELL!

Let’s play The Dead Game.

No one is safe.

Players can be alive or dead.

The Dead control the rules.

They own the game.

A maze of death awaits.

Circular saws hang in the basement.

Ready to have your heads chopped?

Body parts fall in the fireplace.

Do those limbs belong to your friends?

Ladies and gentlemen,

the game has begun.

Run for your life!


THE DEAD GAME

Book One of The Dead Game Series

Kindle

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP

Nook

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

Kobo

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-dead-game-1

FIRES OF HELL

FIRES OF HELL

A hot sight to see.
Now part of the sea.
Gone the lush paradise
By a toss of the dice.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist 

A DOORWAY

A doorway to hell and beyond.

Your dreams might come true.

Or your nightmares might rule.

Twisted limbs beg forgiveness.

Beckoning for your presence.

The midnight dance has begun.

Come and join in on the fun.

THE DEAD GAME

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

THE BROKEN-HEARTED

The Broken down

Carlos Rojas

We must hide from sight.

Here comes the bright light.

It will find us here.

We are filled with fear.

The Dead are walking.

We shouldn’t be talking.

THE DEAD GAME

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP 
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj 

CHARIOTS OF HELL

Dark blue clouds fill the whole sky.

Puffy cotton balls up high.

Rumbling sounds all around.

Crashing noises of loud sound. 

Chariots of hell are coming here.

We need to get away before they near.

Hell has opened to let them out.

They come for us all this dark night.

THE DEAD GAME 

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP  

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

JUSTICE IS CRUEL

daredevil

Justice is cruel.

It walks the halls.

It moves too slow.

It bends all to its will.

We run from it.

We bow to it.

We fear it.

It takes no prisoners.

GREENHOUSE FROM HELL

The house has come alive.

A thick darkness descending.

Snakes slithering in their cages.

Human-eating plants standing at attention.

Tree limbs grabbing my arms.

Roots wrapping around my legs.

The greenery moving closer.

And closer to us.

The door drifting farther away.

Will we make it in time?

Before we’re trapped.

What’s next?

Quicksand?

THE DEAD GAME

Source:l-x-x-v-i-i-i

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN --- THE DEAD GAME --- PART 43

The moon lowers its head in defeat.
Blood on its white hands,
Mirrored in the ocean below.

How could it have known
That night brings with it shadows?
Dark shadows of death and sorrow.

The night walkers move in silence.
Creeping along the white sand
And through the dark forest.

Night brings its own baggage,
Its own dark clothes and weapons.
Blood glistening from its fangs.

Where can I hide from the night?
The sand leaves my footsteps
And the air holds my scent.

The shadows leave no footsteps.
No sounds or sighs.
Silence walks in its wake.

But I can sense its power.
Like fingers raking through my hair,
Hot breath on the back of my neck.

I've reached a dead end.
End House stands before me,
In all its evil and darkness.

I will join the others inside.
We will fight to the death
To rid the town of night's evil.

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN

THE DEAD GAME

IT BURNS

nokturrdodith:

IT BURNS

Terror has to come to our town.
Why the big unhappy frown?
The Dead are here to stay.
They have come out to play.
The church is burning down.
There goes our pretty town.
I am their leader, you see.
Bow down now and worship me.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP
Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

ONE WITH THE EARTH

whitesoulblackheart:

Asectic by Pierre Alain D. ©
Website / FB / Tumblr / Behance / deviantART

We seem to forget that
we are part of nature.
We come from the earth
and when our time is up,
we will go back to the earth.
We must keep our humility.
Keep our humanity intact.
Or the earth will reject us,
and eject us into the great unknown.