Wolves Next Door

Paranormal Reverse Harem

Wolf's Bane

Wolf's Bane

The things that go bump in the night are supposed to be headboards, not monsters.

Leaving my husband was hard. Trying to face the world alone with my teenage daughter is the sort of thing nightmares are made of, but I caught a break. My best friend just hired me for a great job. It's not anything special, simply managing the leasing office of this very fancy and highly exclusive neighborhood, yet the perks mean I get my second chance.

Speaking of perks, my rent-free house is right beside not just one handsome man, but five! Each one is hotter than the last, and all of them seem interested in me. Maybe I can't remember the last date I was on, but if I want to master being a strong woman, then this is a good place to start. It's just dating, right?

Normal life stuff.
Not so much.

Everyone around us has these strange golden eyes. Then there are the questions no one will answer. And who cares if there's a lot of wildlife running around at night? I do, especially when a wolf keeps sneaking into my backyard. I have a kid to worry about. Things have got to change before someone gets bitten!

Normal is going out the window, and fast. My neighbors say I don't belong here, and they don't mean because I'm Hispanic. Never mind that I just heard a man growl. Now they're talking about fated somethings, and I'm pretty sure they mean me.

I feel like I'm going crazy!

Because when I said I wanted to learn how to be strong, this wasn't what I meant at all. Still, when it comes to taking care of my little girl, I will definitely learn how to be the biggest bitch on the block.

I just hope that doesn't become literal.

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Auryn Hadley

Most authors felt a calling. So many people will tell you they always wanted to write a book. Yep, I’m not one of them. I also wasn’t the child who always had a story ready. Sure, I had an active imagination, but it was always framed as a question. Usually, the same question over and over: “What if…?”

I asked questions that other people couldn’t understand, let alone answer. It boiled inside me, most often manifesting as little more than typical childhood rebellion.

Until it wasn’t. Somewhere along the way, I learned to play the game, to fit in, to be exactly what everyone said I should be. I gave up the daydreams and settled down for the reality of life, thinking of little more than paychecks and mortgages. I stopped reading, drawing, dancing, and making music. Society said it was time to be responsible, and that meant giving up the arts. Until once again, I dared to ask, “What if?”

It all came rushing back to me with the force of teen emotions and shelves flooded with paperback friends. I had a story brewing and it was based on that one simple question. I started writing because no one was telling my story. The heroes were always too good, too perfect, too implausible. That doesn’t mean they can’t be good people, but I wanted to see something different. Now I can’t stop. From strong women to kind men, humans to aliens, I enjoy pushing the stereotypes and looking at what lies under the surface of a good story.

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