Six Moon Summer Quotes

“The question isn't "Why do we die?" The question is "Why do we live?”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“Dying is as natural as being born, and all of us have to face it someday. Some sooner than others. It's difficult to understand the meaning of it all. The question isn't, 'Why do we die?' The correct question is, 'Why do we live?”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“notice”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“hunters.”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“scared,”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“Her lip curled over her fangs. He tried to get onto his”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“forward, and he tried to get to his feet again, but his leg collapsed”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“rifle at Rylie. He stared at her down the barrel, meeting her reflective golden gaze. She was a beautiful wolf, much more slender than Jericho, and more”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“Her room was like a cage, but it was better than the city.”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“Three months earlier… Empty buses idled in the parking lot at the bottom of Gray Mountain. Almost everyone had”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“A wolf’s howl broke the silence of the night. It called to her, telling her to change. “No,” she whimpered, digging fingernails into her shins hard enough to draw blood. “No.” Rylie burned. The fire was going to consume her. The moon called her name, but it would be the end of her humanity if she obeyed”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“twisted”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“touched”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“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”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“sign”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“Rylie”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“cell phone. Still no reception. The GPS didn’t even work. Something rustled in the bushes”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer

“cell phone. Still no reception. The GPS didn’t even work. Something rustled in the bushes nearby. She froze. “Hello?” She lifted her cell phone to illuminate her surroundings with the screen. It cast stark shadows on the bushes and trees, but it was too dim to see further than a couple feet. The soft, rhythmic sound of feet against”
― S.M. Reine, Six Moon Summer