Seasons of the Moon Complete Collection

Seasons of the Moon Complete Collection

When Rylie went to summer camp, she didn't expect to get bitten by a werewolf and turn into a monster. She also didn't expect to fall in love--especially not with a werewolf hunter.

Between ravenous werewolf packs, a bloodthirsty family of hunters, and Rylie's battle with her inner wolf, all the odds are stacked against Rylie's love for Seth. But Seth will do anything to be with her...even if it means turning against his family.

This is a bundle of the first four books in the Seasons of the Moon series, the bestselling YA paranormal books!

This collection contains:

• Six Moon Summer 
• All Hallows' Moon 
• Long Night Moon 
• Gray Moon Rising

Please note: These are young adult horror-fantasy books intended for actual young adult readers. Think 90s Christopher Pike doing werewolves, not Twilight. Adults have enjoyed the books, but the "young" voice and simpler style is intended for 13+ year old readers. I wrote the kind of books I loved at this age! There is no on-page sex or swearing, but a lot of trauma, violence, and gore.

Speaking as a mom... If you're an adult, I recommend reading these books along with the young person in your life! Young people often love dark content, but it's always nice to have an adult to help contextualize things. <3 

~ EXCERPT ~

Rylie threw her backpack over her shoulder and plunged into the forest.

She didn’t know how long she walked. The trail grew thinner and twistier. She stumbled over a log in her path and the bark scraped her shin. Blinded by tears, Rylie pushed on. She didn’t know if it was the way back to the parking lot, but it didn’t matter. The buses had been gone for days, so she didn’t have a way home. But she didn’t want to go home. She wanted to get away.

The trees grew so close together that she had to climb over them to keep going. She only occasionally glimpsed the full moon between the branches, but she could always feel it watching her.

At long last, Rylie came to a cluster of trees she couldn’t pass. Too out of breath to find a way around them, she flung herself onto a mossy boulder to rest.

Her racing heart gradually slowed. The fury and embarrassment drained out of her, leaving only a small, burning coal of shame in the pit of her belly.

None of this had been in Rylie’s plans.

She wanted to go to a summer concert series at the park downtown. She had planned on seeing the new exhibit opening next week at the art museum, too. Maybe it wasn’t glamorous, but that was how she liked to have fun: on her own in the city, or with a couple guys from school. Not surrounded by harpies at camp.

Of course, now Rylie wasn’t surrounded by anyone. She had gotten her wish. She was alone.

She was also lost.

Rylie looked around from her perch on the boulder, but there was no sign of a path, much less humanity. Fear trickled in at the edges of her mind. She had no maps, no compass, or anything else to help her get around.

Rylie pulled out her cell phone. Still no reception. The GPS didn’t even work.

Something rustled in the bushes nearby.

She froze. “Hello?”

Rylie lifted her cell phone to illuminate her surroundings. The flashlight cast stark shadows on the bushes and trees, too dim to see further than a couple feet.

The soft, rhythmic sound of feet against pine needles whispered around her.

“Who’s there?” Fear made her throat tighten again, and she gripped her inhaler. Rylie crept around a tree, peering into the darkness. Maybe it was a deer or something. “If that’s you, Amber, you better hope I don’t find you. I’ll—I’ll beat you up!”

A bush shook. Rylie turned, but nothing was there.

The only sound she could hear was her own breathing. The forest was silent and eerie, as though everything living had vanished. Even the moon was gone now.

Picking a random direction, Rylie started walking, keeping an uneasy eye on the trees around her. She wished she had stuck close to the trail. Even better, she wished for a helicopter so she could fly off the mountain.

The shuffling sound resumed after she started walking.

Every time she hesitated, the footsteps would also pause. When she picked up her pace, clambering over logs and around boulders as quickly as possible, the footsteps also quickened.

She eased around a thick tree. A pair of golden lights flashed in front of her.

Eyes.

Rylie jumped backward, but the lights disappeared instantly. She froze. Her heart pounded.

The eyes had been low to the ground, more like an animal than a human. She could hear it rustling amongst the foliage.

She was being stalked.

Lifting her cell phone a little higher, she stared around for another glimpse of eyes. A twig behind her cracked. Rylie gasped and spun, and her inhaler dropped from her hands.

She bent down to find it, but her fingers only reached dirt. Her heart pounded. Her lungs ached. The feeling of being watched made her scalp itch, and Rylie decided she didn’t care about her inhaler.

Slowly backtracking, she whispered a silent prayer to the black sky. “Please, please just let me get out of here. I’ll never do anything this stupid again. I swear.”

A hulking gray body flashed in front of her. She jerked back and her heel caught a low rock. Rylie lost her footing. Her cell phone flew from her grip. The back popped off, the battery dislodged, and all light vanished.

She fell and hit the ground. Something heavy, hot, and furry struck her body. Pain ripped across Rylie’s chest. She screamed into the night, but nobody was there to hear her.