Six Moon Summer (Seasons of the Moon #1)
A wolfs howl broke the silence of the night. It called to her, telling her to change. No, she whimpered, digging fingernails into her shins hard enough to draw blood. No. Rylie burned. The fire was going to consume her. The moon called her name, but it would be the end of her humanity if she obeyed
cell phone. Still no reception. The GPS didnt even work. Something rustled in the bushes
cell phone. Still no reception. The GPS didnt even work. Something rustled in the bushes nearby. She froze. Hello? She lifted her cell phone to illuminate her surroundings with the screen. It cast stark shadows on the bushes and trees, but it was too dim to see further than a couple feet. The soft, rhythmic sound of feet against
Dying is as natural as being born, and all of us have to face it someday. Some sooner than others. It's difficult to understand the meaning of it all. The question isn't, 'Why do we die?' The correct question is, 'Why do we live?
forward, and he tried to get to his feet again, but his leg collapsed
Her lip curled over her fangs. He tried to get onto his
Her room was like a cage, but it was better than the city.
inhaler. Rylie crept around a tree, peering into the darkness. Maybe it was a deer or something. If thats you, Amber, you better hope I dont find you. IllIll beat you
rifle at Rylie. He stared at her down the barrel, meeting her reflective golden gaze. She was a beautiful wolf, much more slender than Jericho, and more
The question isn't "Why do we die?" The question is "Why do we live?
Three months earlier Empty buses idled in the parking lot at the bottom of Gray Mountain. Almost everyone had