Memoirs of Werewolves

Life is always fun at the Base for us, professional “were-abouts”—and it’s certainly not boring, that’s a fact!

Here we have a real Astrakhan shuraly, an Arkhangelsk kikimora, a troll-lady named Gryzold, gnomes, hobbits, biorobots, mermaids—and even Sherlock Holmes paid a visit to the talking cat Professor.

We’re sent on the most dangerous missions; stopping three witches in Sussex or the Glass Monster in Murano is nothing even compared to our usual tasks. But when my husband gets arrested because of a comma placed in the wrong spot in an order, then I, a modest and sweet Tatar woman, take up a Mauser…

Whoever hasn’t hidden—seki-bashka, I shoot by voice!