PREY FOR THE DEAD – BOOK TWO

A long-buried secret emerges from the ruins of End House…

Five years of peace has ended for the residents of Oasis. Evil returns to wreak havoc on the seaside resort.

Linda Bennett’s dreams of happiness have always eluded her. Five years ago, she moved to Florida from New York to escape heartache. The Dead vampires and their leader, Wolf, had ruined any hopes of peace for her and her friends. Surrounded by vampires and hybrids—human vampires, Linda finds solace in her bookstore. Then one morning, the lights go out and an explosion rocks her shop and any future dreams for a happy ending.

Have The Dead and Wolf returned to exact their revenge on Oasis?

Linda and her close friends—Shana, David, and Louise—race to where lightning converges on an isolated spot behind the town. A sinkhole replaces End House’s former site. Around the hole stand The Watchers—the vampire police, the group of five hybrids, and The Elders—the local vampire leaders. Echoing from inside the dark pit are the voices of Father John, the vampire hunter, and Abe, the head Watcher. Trapped with them in the tunnels below Oasis is the magical door that controls time.

From this moment, Linda and Shana become embroiled in the twisted escapades of Todd, Sheriff Sam, and The Elders as they search for The Dead at an exclusive club in Disney World. Death and mayhem follow their every step. A masquerade ball and a romp through the tunnels lead to a showdown in the swamps of southern Florida.

Can Linda choose between Gregg and Todd—the two hybrids who compete for her heart and are at war on opposing sides? Will she find her happy ending?

Will Oasis survive the battle between good and evil?

HEAVEN’S GATE

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The sky is pink overhead.

I will try to lift my head.

Waves lap at the shore.

I can’t take much more.

I can feel the sand.

Please give me your hand.

I must see this before it’s too late,

And I am waiting at heaven’s gate.

NEW DAY

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The waves are washing in.

But I can still see him.

He’s followed me here.

Must not let him get near.

He has returned from the dead.

I won’t let him in my bed.

He wants me for his queen.

With him I can’t be seen.

The tides are surely rising.

My mind is agonizing.

How will I manage to get away

Before the dawn of the new day?

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FROZEN BEACHES

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Silence reigns supreme.

The sun hides its face.

Palm trees shake their leaves.

Winds pick up their pace.

Hotel stands deserted.

Flapping sounds fill the air.

Dark shadows join the fray

Beneath his icy stare.

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FLY OFF THE ROCKS

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We have reached the edge.

Nowhere left to go.

We escaped the party.

The deadly game from hell.

Let’s jump into the ocean.

Swim our way down the shore.

To the beach filled with tourists.

Where help will be on the way.

We can’t return to End House.

Evil house of illusions.

Filled with traps and dead bodies.

No way are we going back.

Come and take my hand.

Let’s fly off the rocks.

We’ll soar through the air.

Like a pair of white doves.

Footsteps behind us.

Flying creatures above.

Time is now or never.

For us to take our chance.

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BALANCED AT THE EDGE

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A house balanced at the edge.

Daring all to enter its domain.

A black invitation in hand.

We go to the party.

Faced with deadly traps.

We run for our lives.

Down the rocks.

To the beach.

Winds bashing our faces.

Lightning lighting our way.

To the park.

To a gazebo lit by candles. 

A hanging body inside.

Will this night ever end?

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WHITE SAND

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Endless miles of beach.

Coated in white sand.

Sprinkled in salt water.

Topped with colorful rocks.

A delicious dish

For the sated.

KEEP AWAY

Keep away from this place.

Don’t want to see your face.

Witchcraft is my own tool.

I won’t be made a fool.

The Dead don’t belong here.

The undead I won’t bear.

A perfect paradise of green and blue.

And not polluted by the likes of you.

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ROCKS

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I wade in the cold,

waves up to my waist.

Rocks loom before me,

victims of the raging sea.

Honed to perfection,

faces to the sky.

They stand in silence

as I join their line.

Winter Wonderland in Florida

Snow falling on a glass house.

What can be as nice?

THE NIGHT

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 THE NIGHT

They come in the night.

Footsteps in the sand.

They climb through windows.

To visit the sleeping.

They takes recruits.

While others are left in peace.

Come morning sun,

Footsteps are gone.

Leaving behind empty beds

And empty dreams.

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THE FIGHT

The church is on fire.

The town under attack.

Shadows in the wind.

Bringing hell to our homes.

Murder to our families.

Who are they?

What do they want?

We must fight back.

Fight for our lives.

Fight for our town.

Before it’s too late.

Before more disappear.

To the ranks of The Dead.

No more bodies on our shores.

No more victims of their wrath.

We will fight to the end.

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