Transformed by The Moon: The Midnight Valley Saga

By Sierra Storm

Loyalty is a curse I have to live with.

Weeks have passed since Violet's friend Tristan aligned himself with the group of creatures in the woods of Midnight Valley, a group known as the Exigency. Violet struggles to get a word in edgewise to him, but her troubles have grown beyond that. Tristan's wendigo sire, Natasha Rowell, has enrolled herself in their school and is making every effort to befriend Violet.

Violet works to confront the two of them but stumbles across some shocking information–and forms an entirely new bond with the lone werewolf in the Exigency.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dark Star Press
• Release date: Sep 22, 2019
• ISBN: 9798201958848

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Chapter 1

My mom has a tattoo on the inside of her right wrist. It’s a Chinese character, a symbol that she says means courage. She got it for her eighteenth birthday, and sometimes I think about it when I want to be brave. My mom isn’t like me at all in other respects. She has frizzy brown hair that she always ties back, and the first thing she does when she gets back from her job in the bank is change into sweatpants and a hoodie. I get my appearance and my sense of style directly from my dad. Tattoos aren’t my thing, either—chokers are.

When I enter the kitchen for breakfast, I glance at her in her pants suit and pumps, and I quickly cross her to grab a bagel.

She looks at me from behind the lit screen of her laptop. Good morning to you, too, Violet, she says. Do you still live here? I haven’t seen you all week.

Good morning, I mumble, turning away from her and thinking of her tattoo. And my stomach twists itself inside me. There’s no way I can begin to tell her about this.

Over the past three weeks, my life has been turned upside down. I don’t even know what to think anymore. The truth is that my friend Tristan basically disappeared from my life after he joined the cult in the forest, and I don’t know how I feel about that. It doesn’t feel real. I mean, I still see him every day in class. And it’s totally true that he changed. Tristan has lost a lot of weight, and while people chalk it down to his being sick, I think he’s starving himself. Not intentionally, but I think he’s forgotten what hunger even is. He never eats. He’s grown pale as well, deathly pale. He looks sick. But he’s still on the football team, and he still appears to do well with his work. He just hasn’t spoken to me since the incident split us up, and until yesterday, I assumed that was the worst it was going to get.

I don’t mind being alone. I've never cared much for crowds anyway. I also never categorized myself into any clique or stereotype. I never saw a reason back when Tristan and I were together.