Showing posts with label vampire horror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vampire horror. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 27, 2019

PREY’S FIRST REVIEW — 5 STARS!


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FRIDAY, MARCH 15, 2019
I read The Dead Game by Susanne Leist back in 2016 (see my review here) Although this can be read as a stand-alone I highly suggest you read the first in this series–you will somewhat need the background to understand how it all came about!
Oasis is overrun by Vampires, hybrid vampires and of course, there are also humans who haven’t a clue. One group of Vampires is trying to kill off the other group and I was hard put to figure out who was truly trying to protect the town and who wasn’t. Talk about twists and turns–this novel has MANY.
Then you have two human females who actually do know what is going on–and one of them is being romantically pursued by 2 of the hybrid vampires. She really likes them both–but does she really want to get into a relationship with any kind of vampire?
Lots of action which will keep you wondering and reading until you have finished the book!
About the Book: (from Amazon)
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?
About the Author: (from Amazon)
I have always loved to read. Agatha Christie, Alistair Maclean, Robert Ludlum, and many other authors filled my young imagination with intrigue and mystery. When I wasn’t reading late into the night, the TV shows–Murder She Wrote and Columbo–entertained me with tales of murder and suspense.
Over the years, my taste in TV expanded to include such shows as Supernatural and The Originals. I searched for paranormal, murder mysteries but found few at the library or bookstore. So, I wrote one.
The Dead Game, Book One of The Dead Game series, brings fantasy and the surreal to the classic murder mystery with dead bodies, suspects, and clues. It offers vampires, vampire derivatives, and a touch of romance to spice the motley mix.
The story continues in Book Two, Prey for The Dead, as The Dead vampires use an exclusive club in Disney World to infiltrate the rich and famous. As The Dead grow in power, not even the bright sunshine of Florida can weaken them. Linda, my main character, and her friends join forces with human vampires–known as hybrids–to defeat the evil threatening to control Oasis. A masquerade ball and a romp through the tunnels beneath the town lead to a showdown in the swamps of southern Florida.
A career in writing has been a big leap for me. Accustomed to the number-crunching field of budgeting and the hectic commodity markets, I left my first career and M.B.A. in Finance behind to pursue my dream. I do not regret my foray into literature for one moment. Fellow authors helped me make my way through the competitive field. I write every day and even tried my hand at poetry. If someone tells you it’s too late in life to try something different, they are wrong. It is never too late to follow your heart.

Monday, February 19, 2018

HEAR THEM ROAR






Tigers pace in their cages,
Waiting to be set free.
Animals fill the basement.
An awful sight to see.

Leashes jangle against bars.
Metal against metal rings loud.
As the gates slowly lift open,
Pointy teeth glisten without sound.

This cannot be happening.
This cannot be so.
No way are there tigers
in the basement below.

THE DEAD GAME

THE DEAD WALKING



1 The tides

A town where the snow is black,
bringing coldness and fear.
Old remnants of tears held back,
and times too hard to bear.
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 and gone at its side.
Now hidden behind faces
that are well-known far and wide.
Who will fall prey to The Dead?
I hope it is not me.
I’m hiding under my bed.
I’m afraid as I can be.

THE DEVIL HIDES HIS FACE







He has come for me.
I’ll never be free.
He comes this night.
Fear at first sight.

He claims his love.
But he’s no dove.
He’s evil as can be.
Always searching for me.

I must hide until morning.
Or the town will be mourning.
The devil hides his face.
I know his deadly pace.

His footsteps ring hollow.
Steps quicken to follow.
He sings a sweet song.
I know I’m not wrong.

The devil is right behind me.
Even though his face I can’t see.
He has me in his grasp.
I cry out with a gasp.

He kisses me with passion.
I know this is his fashion.
To take what is not his.
And make me only his.

THE DEAD GAME

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

RAINDROP



The Dead can appear in disguise
As people like you and me.
They can change forms to hide
Like a raindrop falling from the sky.

THE DEAD GAME

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

FROZEN BEACHES



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.
THE DEAD...
(Source: thelavishlife)


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.

THE DEAD GAME

Thursday, March 30, 2017

DARK MANSION





A mansion so dreary.
One should be leery
Of entering its gate.
Better leave it to fate.
Each room offers a view
Of history for you.
Beautifully furnished rooms
Swept clean by invisible brooms.
“Who lives in here?” you might ask
If you dare take him to task.
“Only I,” he might reply
With a twinkle in his eye.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

DARK FANTASY



Back off!
I’m in a bad mood.


Back off!
I’m in a bad mood.

darkestdee:

Source | ^(OvO)^

Are vampires real?
Do they suck people’s blood?
Do sleep during the day,
only to wake up at night?
Do they sleep in coffins?
Do they exist?
They do if you want them to.
darkestdee:

Are vampires real?
Do they suck people’s blood?
Do sleep during the day,
only to wake up at night?
Do they sleep in coffins?
Do they exist?
They do if you want them to.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

A DOOR TO THE UNKNOWN






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A DOOR TO THE UNKNOWN
A door sits in Oasis, Florida.
It waits to be opened.
Step over its threshold.
You may step into a dream
of floating stars and planets;
Or into your worst nightmare
of demons and the undead.
Be careful where you step.
Be careful what you wish for.
THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, February 12, 2017

RIDE WITH ME






A ride to hell and back.
I will sit in the back.
We fly through the night air.
Sound barriers we tear.
Demons fly by our side.
I have nowhere to hide.
They take us to their lair.
I’m pulled hard by my hair.
Life is over for me.
I’ll never be set free.

Sunday, February 5, 2017

A DOOR







A door among many others.
A family like all the others.
Eating at the dinner table.
Drinking wine.
Laughing.
But something is off.
The wine is blood.
The dessert are fingers.
A family not like the others.
THE DEAD GAME