The Werewolf Chronicles

Several years ago I was walking around in the centre of London, going from bookshop to bookshop, I was looking for something, I had the thought that someone, somewhere must have written about female werewolves and it was not just some weird fetish thing going round my head alone. I had tried to find stuff for years, reading anything I could get my hands on. Legends, Folklore and even hard science and theory on the effects of the moon. I ended up with a book in may hands, this paperback with a embossed cover was called The Werewolf Chronicles by Traci Briery. The first thing I was drawn to was the cover, A raven haired woman clutching at her throat, staring up the sky framed by the full moon behind her. There was something about the wildness of her hair, the shape of her face, then I noticed the fangs. Flicking through the book as fast I could in the hope this was finally what I was looking for, Everything was here, A woman attacked by a wild beast, her wounds later healing quickly, she returns to her life as a dancer, feeling better than ever, then one full moon night, she begins to change and this one scene plus the awakening the following morning is perfect setup, It has growth, clothes tearing, shoe bursting, alteration of the thought process and then finding herself miles from home the next morning in tattered rags... Accept no other this is the ultimate Female Werewolf Novel....

Werewolves abound in the world. This is a great story and you feel everything the main character feels, power, frustration, sadness and love.Read this story and be transformed !