"Handsome warriors don't usually just show up in your bedroom in the middle of the night. But when they do, it's usually with a fleshy tentacle monster sidekick and they're trying to kidnap you. Then your best bet is to assault them with your alarm clock, breaking the mind control spell holding them hostage, and discovering you are in way over your head in an international magical game of politics where everyone knows the rules but you. And if that wasn't enough you also find out you're allergic to magic. My life has gotten very complicated lately."
Autorentext
Once upon a time Michele defended a Borders bookstore from an infestation of flesh-eating book-look-a-like monsters. On stormy April day she once single-handedly wrestled a bear into a bathtub and even got him to sit still for a nail trim. Mostly though, she writes stories of heartbroken werewolves (Wolf Heart), zombie with souls (Rot) and rock star hyena-girls (you'll see). Follow along at michelelee.net