R.L Stine - Fear Street: Bad Moonlight

Bad Moonlight is Stine going full howl-at-the-moon horror — a headbanging, blood-slicked tale of music, murder, and monsters. It’s got that rare vibe where the Fear Street formula slips into something darker, wilder, more primal. You think you’re reading about a teenage girl joining a rock band, chasing the dream of stardom. But by the time the amps are humming and the stage lights hit, you realize this band doesn’t just kill onstage.

Enter Dani — young, talented, a little haunted. She joins a band called Bad Moonlight (great name, right?), and things start to go sideways fast. Band members are dying. People whisper about curses, about shadows that move when no one’s looking. And the band manager? He’s got secrets that make your skin crawl. It’s sex, death, and full moons all the way down.

Stine doesn’t always do supernatural, but when he does, he sinks his teeth in. Bad Moonlight is pure werewolf pulp — dripping with suspense, laced with body horror, and pulsing with that anxious thrill of not knowing if the thing you love is what’s going to destroy you. By the end, when the moon is high and the claws come out, you won’t just be afraid of the dark. You’ll be afraid of the next note.