The Howling Society. Short stories

The Howling Society. Short stories

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"The Howling Society" is a collection of short stories. Werewolves all around the world and... worlds are here to frighten and intrigue you, dear reader. You may find here a new version of Little Red Riding Hood. Cliche and the banalest story ever? Don't be so sure. Let's find out what lycanthropia has in common with Dracula and Professor Freud. Let's discover a deadly and secret virus and an e-werewolf who doesn't need a full moon to change. We will travel through time and space to find the most beautiful or creepy stories about wolves and other monsters. Would you join The Howling Society? Be aware! Werewolves are here to discover your authentic nature. A-whooo!
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