Claire de Lune

For Ages: 12 and up

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Torn between two destinies…

Claire is having the perfect sixteenth birthday. Her pool party is a big success, and her crush keeps chatting and flirting with her as if she’s the only girl there. But that night, she discovers something that takes away all sense of normalcy: She’s a werewolf.

As Claire is initiated into the pack of female werewolves, she finds her lupine loyalty at odds with her human heart. Burdened with a dark secret and pushing the boundaries of forbidden love, she will be forced to make a choice that will change her life forever. . . .

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Simon Pulse |
352 pages |
ISBN 9781442406414 |
May 2010 |
Grades 7 and up |
Lexile HL690

$10.99 List Price

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“Johnson weaves a page-turning tale of forbidden love, loyalty, friendship, and deception that will leave readers eager for more. Strong characters and major plot twists coupled with a new twist on werewolf mythology make this a fun... ”

– Donna Rosenblum, SCHOOL LIBRARY JOURNAL, April 2010

“Johnson’s debut--her take on the popular werewolf lit genre--glimmers with mystery and a budding romance amid Romeo and Juliet--like complications. Claire is finally starting to feel like a normal teenager. It’s her... ”

– PUBLISHERS WEEKLY, April 26, 2010

“Johnson spins out an engaging and provacative riff on the werewolf tradition...Smooth writing and engaging main characters make for an easy read, while a feminist focus offers just a bit more for thoughtful readers....A good summer... ”

– Francisca Goldsmit, BOOKLIST, May 15 2010

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Prologue

SHE KILLED HIMin the darkest part of the night, before the dew had settled on the grass.

It was easy. He came to the window when she’d tapped her claws against it. It was exactly what she’d hoped he would do. Sliding up the square of glass. Sticking his head out to investigate. Like an idiot. Like prey.

One less moron in the world. She licked the blood off her mouth, the coarse whiskers sliding against her tongue.

He didn’t even have time to scream. He was no different from any of the others. His eyes had gone round as coins, his cheeks turned...

Chapter One

THESMOOTH MIRROR of the pool’s surface shattered as three boys cannonballed into it at the same time. Shrieks erupted from the cluster of girls who got splashed.

“Claire, this is the best party!” Emily gushed, nibbling on a potato chip.

Claire scanned the crowd in her backyard. Bikini-clad girls and soaked boys in swim trunks perched on the patio furniture, drinking soda and laughing. Anyone’ll come to your party if you have a pool, she thought. She scratched the backs of her hands against the sharp edge of the table and wished they’d quit itching. It...