Howling at the Moon (Tales of an Urban Werewolf Series #1) [NOOK Book]


“A swift-paced, fun romp.”
–Charlaine Harris, New York Times bestselling author

Romance is about to get a little hairy.

Sophie Garou seems to have it all: a great job at a prestigious accounting firm, a closet that rivals a Nordstrom showroom, and a terrific boyfriend who isn’t afraid to use the “M” word. There’s just one little itty-bitty problem: Sophie is a werewolf–and ...
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“A swift-paced, fun romp.”
–Charlaine Harris, New York Times bestselling author

Romance is about to get a little hairy.

Sophie Garou seems to have it all: a great job at a prestigious accounting firm, a closet that rivals a Nordstrom showroom, and a terrific boyfriend who isn’t afraid to use the “M” word. There’s just one little itty-bitty problem: Sophie is a werewolf–and her time of month has a whole new meaning.

Needless to say, life among yummy flesh-and-blood humans is no piece of steak . . . er, cake!, but regular doses of wolfsbane tea and a mother who runs a magic shop have helped Sophie keep her paranormal pedigree under wraps. Still, when a sexy, golden-eyed werewolf prowls into town, Sophie finds herself struggling to keep her animal impulses in check–not to mention trying to keep things on track with her super hot (and super human) lawyer boyfriend. What’s more, someone is threatening to expose Sophie for what she really is. And when her mother is accused of selling a poison-laced potion, Sophie must sniff out a culprit before the fur hits the fan.


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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345504814
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 2/26/2008
  • Series: Tales of an Urban Werewolf Series , #1
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 156,129
  • File size: 773 KB

Meet the Author

Critically acclaimed author Karen MacInerney also teaches writers’ workshops and drives a mean carpool. Her book Murder on the Rocks was selected as an Agatha nominee for Best First Novel. When she’s not writing or chauffeuring children, she loves to read, drink coffee, attempt unusual recipes, and hit the local hike-and-bike trail. She lives in Austin, Texas, with her husband, two children, and a rabbit named Bunny.

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I have a secret. A big, fat, hairy secret.

And I’m not talking minor-league stuff, like I once let Joseph Applebaum feel me up behind the seventh-grade stairwell or I got a Brazilian wax after work last Friday or I’m hiding a neon blue vibrator called the Electric Slide in my night table. Which I’m not, by the way. In case you were wondering.

No, this is completely different. And as far as I knew, only two—well, technically one, but we’ll call it two—people in the entire world knew about it.

Until this morning.

Usually, I waltz into my office at Withers and Young with my skinny latte, extra foam, and find nothing but a neat stack of manila folders waiting for me. Today, however, next to the manila folders—labeled with the new apple green and pink stickers I’d bought last week—was a box.

Now, I should have been suspicious right off. I mean, it was too early for the mail, and the only thing on the front of the package was my name, in swirly letters. Not your normal business correspondence, for sure. And besides, I was an auditor. Who in the world would be sending me care packages?

But none of that percolated through my sluggish brain that morning. I had just picked up the box when my nosy assistant Sally walked in, wearing snug hip-huggers and a jarring floral blouse that barely contained her bosom. “Adele wants to talk to you about the Southeast Airlines account.” She gave me a tight smile, accentuating the cupid’s bow she’d drawn just outside the perimeter of her lips. Then her beady little eyes fastened on the box. “What’s that? Something from that tennis-player boyfriend of yours?”

“I don’t know.” I shook the box, which had just the right heft for Godiva. “Probably chocolate.” My boyfriend Heath had a penchant for surprising me with boxes of truffles. I loved them—especially those hazelnut cream ones—but it was starting to play hell with my waistline.

“Yum. Can I have one?”

“Sure.” I tried to pry up the tape with my fingernail, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Jeez, that’s wrapped up tight.”

Sally was right; it was the Fort Knox of chocolate boxes. I ran my tongue over my razor-sharp eyeteeth, tempted to use them on the tape. But with Sally hanging over my desk, it wouldn’t be a good idea.

“I’ll get scissors,” she said, heaving herself off my desk and disappearing through the door. A moment later, she returned with a pair of shears, cutting the paper off with a flourish.

The box inside wasn’t gold foil. It was plain brown cardboard. And my skinny latte must have finally kicked in, because my instincts were telling me I wasn’t going to like what was inside. And since my instincts are on the strong side, I really should have listened to them.

But hindsight, as they say, is always twenty-twenty.

“Doesn’t look like chocolate,” said Sally, who was hovering over me like a flowery vulture, reeking of Aviance Night Musk.

“Not Godiva, anyway.” A phone rang in the distance. “Isn’t that your phone?”

Sally gave me a smile that told me I wasn’t going to pry her out of my office with a crowbar. “No, it’s Mindy’s.”

“Are you sure?”


She wasn’t budging, so I went ahead and opened it.

Bad idea.

Instead of neat rows of chocolate nestled in gold foil, inside the box was a Ziploc bag of dried green leaves.

I slammed the lid down, hoping Sally wasn’t an amateur botanist.

Sally’s black-rimmed eyes grew huge. “Is that pot?”

“What?” I croaked. On second thought, maybe it would be better if she was an amateur botanist. Wolfsbane might be poisonous, but at least you couldn’t be arrested for having it.

“The bag in there,” she said, pointing at the box. “It looks like weed.”

“Oh, it’s just peppermint,” I said, tossing off a light laugh that sounded like I was choking on a chicken bone. “Probably from my mother.”

Sally narrowed her little eyes at me. “Why would your mother send you peppermint?”

“Peppermint tea,” I said. “She knows I like it.” Actually, it wasn’t a total lie. My mother did send me tea regularly, only it wasn’t peppermint.

I moved the box to my lap, resisting the urge to panic and trying to ignore the fact that Sally was still staring at me. A phone rang somewhere in the building. “Shouldn’t you get the phone?” I suggested.

“No, it’s Mindy’s again.” Sally wrinkled her nose. “That stuff doesn’t smell like mint.” She jabbed a finger at the corner of yellow legal paper that was sticking out from under the lid. “Is that a note?”

“You know, I’m kind of busy this morning.”

“Aren’t you going to read it?”

Just then, a ring that was unmistakably Sally’s phone burbled from outside the door.

“Better go get that,” I said brightly.

Sally pursed her lips. “It can wait.”

I raised an eyebrow and tried to look official. “I don’t think Adele would be happy to hear that.” Adele was the head of the department and had an extremely low tolerance for anything short of professional. Which had always puzzled me, because it was Adele who had hired Sally.

Sally flashed me a nasty look and flounced from the office. When a few moments passed and she didn’t reappear, I tugged the note out of the box and opened it.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

I know what you are

And your boss soon will too.

Well, crap.

I stared at the note. Despite what Sally thought, the stuff in the box wasn’t pot. And it had a lot more punch than peppermint. Most people, in fact, would consider it poison.

But I wasn’t most people.

I was a werewolf.

And somebody else knew it.

I took another sniff, inhaling the familiar bitter scent. Since I’m the daughter of a full-blooded werewolf and a psychic witch (lucky me), I’ve had to drink the stuff several times a day for years. Otherwise, I have a nasty tendency to transform every time something scares me.

Unfortunately, my mother didn’t hit on the right recipe until I was almost ten, which meant a lot of my childhood was spent packing up my Barbie dolls (I learned pretty early on that there wasn’t a Werewolf Barbie) and sitting beside my mother in a U-Haul truck. My werewolf dad scarpered before my first birthday, so my mother raised me by herself, which meant I spent a lot of time in child care.

Which is hard enough if you’re a regular kid, but an absolute nightmare when you happen to be a bouncing baby werewolf. Full moons were a problem, of course—although these days, with the help of my mother’s brew, my involuntary changes were limited to four times a year—but what was worse was my propensity for sprouting teeth and fur every time something startled me or pissed me off. You can imagine what happened when I didn’t get my bottle on time.

One of the more memorable episodes occurred in second grade, when a snotty little girl named Megan Soggs thought it would be fun to put a frog down my shirt at recess. I don’t know who was scared more, me by the frog or Megan by the wolf cub in penny loafers. But a week later, we were back in the U-Haul again, off to another city.

Fortunately, by the end of third grade, my mother had figured out how to use wolfsbane tea to keep my issues under control without doing me mortal harm. So once we found a town that was werewolf free—which turned out to be Austin—my mother unpacked the U-Haul and bought a small house. Neither of us had moved since. I still drank gallons of wolfsbane tea, and it still didn’t taste any better. As a kid, I’d taken it with chocolate syrup, strawberry syrup, and large quantities of honey, but these days I just used Splenda.

I gave myself a quick shake and reminded myself that all of that was behind me now. Since Sally was still on the phone, I gave the box a quick sniff. Coffee, cigarettes, the faint aroma of a woman, overlaid with the deeper notes of male sweat. An animal smell too—cat, maybe? I opened the Ziploc bag a crack. The wolfsbane was pure, probably grown in the Alps, if the woodsiness of the scent was any indication.

I fumbled the flaps closed and jammed the box into my bottom desk drawer, behind the Tension Tamer herbal tea box that I stocked with my own special tea bags. Relax, Sophie, relax. I pulled up the waistband of my panty hose and forced myself to take a few deep cleansing breaths, like my friend Lindsey had taught me. After the third breath, I gave up—otherwise, I was going to hyperventilate. Besides, I didn’t want to explain what I was doing pulling my control-top panty hose up to my boobs if Sally waltzed back into my office. Instead I leaned back and stared at the bottom left drawer of my desk.

The box meant that somebody knew I was a werewolf. And that was a big, big problem.

On the plus side—not that it was saying much—at least whoever it was didn’t have all the facts. The New Age books all say that if someone like me gets within ten feet of the green stuff in the plastic bag, we wilt like pansies in August. Kind of a nonviolent version of a silver bullet. Or a stake.

But unless I ate an entire bag of the stuff, wolfsbane couldn’t hurt me; in fact, I drank it three times daily. Religiously. As in I set a timer and plan my days around it. Because if I miss even one dose, things can get . . . well, let’s just say . . . hairy.

I gave the drawer a moody kick, scuffing the toe of one of my new Prada pumps, and sank back in my leather chair.

A moment later, Sally walked back into the office on a fresh wave of musk. “Did you figure out what it was?”

I shrugged. “Like I said, just a box of tea. From my mom.”

Sally narrowed her painted eyes at me. “Tea, huh?”

“Yeah,” I said. It wasn’t too far from the truth; since my mom did send me a box of special tea bags every month.

As Sally eyed me suspiciously, the phone rang. The call was from my mother’s shop. Which just goes to show that you should never think about a psychic—particularly one you don’t want to talk to.

After a pointed look from yours truly, Sally stalked out of my office. I couldn’t help noticing that her too-tight pants had given her a major wedgie. Surprising, really; I would have pegged Sally as a thong girl.

I picked up the phone. “Sophie Garou.”


It wasn’t my mother. Nor, unfortunately, was it Heath, whose deep chocolate voice was even more delicious than the truffles he surprised me with. Instead it was my mother’s assistant. I relaxed a little and gazed out the window at the Travis County courthouse, which was glowing in the morning sunlight as if everything in the world was hunky-dory and no nut job had left a nasty package on my nice clean desk. “Hi, Emily. What’s up?”

“It’s about your mom.”

Of course.

I don’t like to admit it—particularly not to my clients, and definitely not to my boss—but my mother is the owner of Sit A Spell, a magic shop she opened fifteen years ago smack dab in the middle of Austin.

“What about her?” I asked apprehensively. The last time Emily called, I had had to extricate my mother from a snafu with the IRS. My mother was many things—a fortune-teller, a spell-caster, and a medium, to name just a few—but she wasn’t a stellar bookkeeper. And the last thing I needed to deal with right now was my mother’s crappy accounting practices.

“Oh . . . it’s too horrible for words,” Emily said.

“It can’t be that horrible.”

“Oh, but it is . . .”

“Did she forget to include the income from the mail-order spell business again?”

“It’s worse . . .”

I groaned. “Don’t tell me she forgot to file! After I filled out the forms and everything!”

“Your mother . . .” Emily sniffled, and I could hear her trumpeting into a tissue.

I sipped my latte and licked the foam from my upper lip. “Emily, just tell me.”

“Well . . . you see . . . she’s in jail for murder!”

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    amusing paranormal amateur sleuth tale

    In Austin, Texas, Sophie Garou is a highly regarded auditor at Withers and Young. She receives a strange box that contains a Ziploc bag of dried green leaves. The note makes it clear that someone knows she is a werewolf though she is only a half werewolf as her mom is a human witch. Sophie uses wolfsbane to control the transformations but that does not work during the full moon especially at the equinox.------------ Sophie gets a call from her mom¿s employee at her store informing her that her mom has been arrested for the murder of Congressman-elect Ted Brewster who apparently died from a love spell she sold him. Sophie tells her best friend accounting associate Lindsey and goes to see her mom in jail.--------------- On the way Sophie is shocked to see a werewolf as she thought there were none in Austin. She tells her mom she needs a lawyer, but mom is not worried. Lindsey suggests they investigate as the cops are only looking at her mom. They can start with the librarian who Ted bought the love spell for. Meanwhile Sophie¿s human boyfriend Heath reminds her he has arranged a special date for their anniversary. She is worried because he is unaware that she is a half werewolf and their date is on the full moon equinox. Adele informs Sophie they will be conducting drug testing on the day of the full moon equinox. Things get worse from there.---------------- This amusing paranormal amateur sleuth tale works because readers will believe werewolves and witches are real and living in Texas. The half-breed urban werewolf heroine is terrific with her humorous asides as she faces all types of woes especially with the demands on her time at the equinox. The support cast is fully developed to bring out more of the lead female¿s troubles or to help her, which also can lead to more tsuris for her.------ Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 5, 2011

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    I'm always looking for more werewolf books, there doesn't seem to be many out there but i loved this one! The story was entertaining and i was sucked into the characters world! I'll be reading more books by Karen MacInerney!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 26, 2010

    Great! This coming from a teen girl!

    Will read all and i want a movie of this... will recommend to anyone who likes DEEP AND HARDCORE romance and fiction...

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 12, 2010

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    Great Read

    Howling at the Moon was a very easy read, and Karen MacInerney is a wonderufl author. The characters were easy to connect with and the plot was easy to follow. I loved how Sophie is portraied. I love her outfits and the fact that she is easy to get along with. I love the differnt look that Karen puts on warewolfs, it isn't that differnt but the fact that she takes wolfsbane tea to "suppress" her changes. I love how her mom is a witch and the she is a half-breed. It is always fun to read the twists and turns. I can't wait to see if Tom is in any of the other books and what happens with her and Heath, and if she breaks down and tells him about her "wild side". All in all it was a good and fun read and I can't wait to read the rest of the series!!

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  • Posted April 1, 2010

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    Tales of an Urban Werewolf Series

    I liked this book. I started reading it and couldn't stop. She has an engaging way of writing that keeps you hooked. I like the idea that she doesn't want to be like the others like her. I'm going to get the next installment in the series.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 22, 2010

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    Addictive!!! Once you start you can't stop!!!

    I was hooked after reading the first chapter! Totally relateable character (besides being a werewolf) in so many ways! The romance never dies and just when you think you have things figured out you don't or she takes you a round about way! Fantastic!! I have recommended this to a friend and I plan to read it again!! I wish it would have wouldn't have stopped at the 3rd book. There is so much more I am dying to know but it did leave off with a good ending in the third book!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 2, 2013

    I love anything werewolf related, so this book was an instant at

    I love anything werewolf related, so this book was an instant attraction to me. It's the story of a lone werewolf who has believed herself to be all alone in the city of Austin, Texas. She has lived there for the majority of her life and only seen three werewolves one time each. She feels pretty safe with her secret as long as she has the four major full moons off from work. However everything is about to go wrong. Someone has discovered her secret even though she hasn't told anyone. They are sending her threats at work. To top that off, her meddling psychic witch for a mom has been arrested for murder. I am not using the term witch to mean a bad thing; she is literally a witch. She's meddling because you will come to discover that her mom has cast a spell to attract werewolves to the area in hopes that Sophie will discover that her kind isn't as bad as she has always felt. It causes some interesting situations that help and hinder her investigation into the crime her mother did not commit.<br />
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    It's a very entertaining story. It's very well written. I thoroughly enjoyed the character development and the plot development. The only complaint I have is that I felt like some information was reiterated a few too many times. I think this was Karen MacInerney's way of showing how easily distracted Sophie was with everything going on around her, but I am not 100% certain. If you enjoy werewolves like I do, I definitely recommend this book.

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  • Posted July 4, 2012

    This is one of my favorite books!! I've read the entire series a

    This is one of my favorite books!! I've read the entire series and it was awesome! Especially love Tom. &lt;3 And I'm a teenager (13) and i read this book, and love it.

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  • Posted January 10, 2012


    Any one who is considering to buy this book shouldnt pay attention to any bad reviews on this book or series because this series is reaally good.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 27, 2011


    The book starts well and has funny bits here and there but I was ultimately disappointed in the book overall. At 28 years old you would think she has pretty much dealt with the whole "Im a werewolf" thing. I can understand a little introspective thinking but chapter after chapter?? Some characters were very well developed and others just kinda thrown in. Like her "O so handsome" boyfriend, you arent really made to care about him so much except as a sex object. There was no real "chemistry" or reason to believe that she cares deeply about him(except that she tell you she does, eventually). Other characters kinda appear and disappear to add intrigue I guess, but it was obvious. I forced myself to finish but overall I think the story would have been better told with half the number of pages. I would not recommend this to a friend that I liked.

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  • Posted December 5, 2010

    loves it!

    my kinda book i love the hole urban werewolf thing this has become one of my new faviorit series

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  • Posted November 26, 2010

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    Howling at the Moon my Karen MacInerney

    I thought it was pretty good. If you wanna see a more detailed review go to my page on you tube. I am spacecowgirl0000

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  • Posted October 19, 2010

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    Just OK! not great.

    I have mixed feeling about this book. The whole book just alright, the end was rush in, the solutions to the mystery and problems were solve very quickly, left me feeling like: that's it! after all this time? the same things were mention many times, the bedroom scenes could be better. I was just a little annoyed at how much Sophie cares about her prada shoe, what she and people around her wear, her purse, etc... I think the author over did it with that. But I've read worst.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 28, 2009

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    A slow one but a good one!

    This novel begins slowly, but it quickly picks up to an exciting story line that you just won't want to put down until you've finished. A refreshing new take on the whole lycanthrope (werewolf) mythos, and this reader felt that it is one of the best in the genre thus far. A gripping story of one woman's drive to make good on an otherwise bad situation. Though our heroine didn't ask for the events in her life to take place as they did, didn't ask to be a 'were' in the first place, she rises to the events and problems in her life and over comes them in stunning style. This is truly a story of how, with the right drive and determination, a woman can accomplish anything in her life despite any setbacks, and this reader can't wait for the sequel. I whole heartidly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a good fantasy story line, and a gripping tale of how to pick yourself up no matter how many times life tries to knock you down.

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  • Posted September 6, 2009

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    A Surprisingly Great Book

    If you like urban fantasy or romance this is a great book for you. Dont let the cover art put you off. Its worth buying.

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  • Posted August 11, 2009

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    If you love werewolves your going to fall in love with Sopie Garou.

    If you think your life has problems, after you read this your going to realize that whatever is wrong with your life is cake. I promise you that you will love Sophie.

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  • Posted July 5, 2009

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    Sexy and Thrilling as a Werewolf Story Should Be!

    I really, really love this book and I'm positive I'll be reading it several times. Going over the more exotic parts more thoroughly, so I can soak in every single word. Getting on the waiting list for any other book she publishes in this series because I love it so much.

    I fell in love with Sophie the moment she waltz into her office with a skinny latte. She's an amazing character that is easy to fall in love with. Plus, the description of the guys Sophie's involved with are nothing less then thrilling.

    If you love werewolves, very hot guys and some thrilling situations then I highly recommend this book. However, this has some mature scenes and defiantly not for the younger age group.

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  • Posted March 25, 2009

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    The book

    I have not yet read this one. i read On the Prowl and Loved it. Myquestion is does it tell about her meeting her father?Can someone PLZ put something about that in their review???????

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 17, 2008

    For those of you who like Kim Harrison's and Lynsay Sands' humor

    I found this to be an outstanding book along the line of Kim Harrison's and Lynsay Sands' humorous use of the supernatural. Howling at the Moon seemed to have a stronger plot line than its contemporaries. Also, the character development is great. How would you like to have to shave your legs every 2 hours?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 15, 2008


    Ths book was very exctining. I didn't ever want to put it down for one second. The suspense and romance kept me going. I still can't wait till this fall for the second book to come out. I'm really looking for it.

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