A few short months ago, Trey Laporte learned the news that would change him forever: He is a werewolf, and the evil vampire Caliban wants him dead. The threat becomes real when Caliban attacks Trey's mentor, Lucien Charron, and leaves him fighting for his life. Gwendolin, a wicked sorceress, holds the only key to saving Lucien. Together, Trey and Lucien's beautiful daughter, Alexa, must enter the Netherworld to defeat her. The pressure for Trey is great―Alexa is counting on him to save her father. But when Trey and Alexa find themselves trapped and surrounded by demons, can Trey use his werewolf strength to save them both? Follow Trey Laporte on another heart-pounding adventure in the second installment of STEVE FEASEY's terrifically frightening Wereling series. Gr 8 Up-Dark Moon continues the adventures of Trey Laporte and friends that began in Wereling (Feiwel & Friends, 2010). Lucien Charron, Trey's vampire friend and mentor, lies in a comalike state after rescuing his daughter from the clutches of his evil brother and nemesis, Caliban. Trey, an orphan who recently discovered that he is a werewolf, is ready to do anything to save this father figure from certain death. It is rumored that an ancient magical artifact may be the key to Lucien's survival. Unfortunately, it is in the possession of the wicked sorceress Gwendolin, Caliban's "Darth Vader" figure. A quest to Reykjavik, Iceland, follows, consisting of an unlikely alliance made up of a werewolf, half-vampire, sorcerer, and human as they enter the Netherworld to steal this all-powerful orb. This heart-racing action/adventure story captivates readers from the start. Feasey has expertly created an intriguing world full mystery and suspense that includes a multitude of dark and terrifying nether-creatures. This is sure to be a hit with fans of the supernatural, and the cliff-hanger ending will have readers anxiously awaiting the next installment.-Donna Rosenblum, Floral Park Memorial High School, NY (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted. Gravely wounded near the end of Wereling (2010), the vampire Lucien spends this entire sequel comatose. This is a shame�he was a highlight of Wereling�but it�s a nice dose of semirealism. To save him, 15-year-old werewolf Trey heads to Iceland with Lucien�s bodyguard and daughter to steal Mynor�s Globe (an artifact with healing abilities) from the evil sorceress Gwendolin. The story was more fun when Trey was still a newbie wolfman, but one thing this book has in spades is monsters, including the zombie Draugr (�Gwendolin hated working with zombies�everybody did�). Solid, boycentric fantasy fare. Grades 6-9. --Daniel Kraus “This heart-racing action/adventure story captivates readers from the start. Feasey has expertly created an intriguing world full mystery and suspense that includes a multitude of dark and terrifying nether-creatures. This is sure to be a hit with fans of the supernatural, and the cliff-hanger ending will have readers anxiously awaiting the next installment.” ― School Library Journal “Solid, boycentric fantasy fare.” ― Booklist Steve Feasey is the author of young adult fantasy novels including Wereling , Dark Moon and Blood Wolf . He lives with his family in Hertfordshire, England, where he sometimes hears a strange and unidentifiable howling just after midnight. Dark Moon A Wereling Novel By Steve Feasey Feiwel & Friends Copyright © 2011 Steve Feasey All right reserved. ISBN: 9780312646431 1   The vampire Lucien Charron lay motionless on the high-sided bed. The room, one of many in the luxurious apartment, had been specially converted to house the bed and the various bits of medical equipment linked to the unmoving figure. As a result, the space was stark and clinical. The penthouse nestled at the top of a building in the region of London known as Docklands. Once a derelict and neglected part of the city, money had flooded into the area a couple of decades back, and now Docklands boasted some of the most expensive riverside properties in the capital. But even these fabulous glass-and-chrome edifices looked bleak and dreary in the gray early morning daylight that washed over the cityscape today, and the same light spilled through the window of Lucien’s room, making the interior all the more harsh and unwelcoming. White sheets had been stretched smooth over Lucien’s body, tucked in around the edges, tracing the hills and valleys of his body to create a miniature landscape of virginal snow. The covers would stay like this, intact and unspoiled, as he lay unmoving beneath them. It would be easy to think that the pale, still creature was indeed dead—the skin was the color of gray pumice stone, and that essence of being , which you instinctively feel when sharing a room with someone, had all but vanished. The vast array of machines and monitors blinking and beeping from the other side of the bed