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Rescued by the Wolf tells the tale of Lana Boxer, a child-abuse survivor and now Social Worker for the state of Maryland. Because of her traumatic past, Lana is a woman who is working and living on auto-pilot. The only light in Lana’s life comes from her friend Jenny, a fellow Social Worker. One day after a particularly difficult case, Jenny goes missing. Making matters confusing, Jenny re-surfaces but only to let her family know that she will never see them again and to never look for her. That is not good enough for Lana so she searches for Jenny anyway. Finding Jenny turns out to be a lot easier than Lana imagined. However, Lana loses and finds more than what she bargained for when she is bitten by a werewolf.

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Author Bio:

Hi Folks! Maybe I should be writing this bio in a third person voice, but I think that I’ll go ahead and do it in my own.

I’m the introverted, daydreaming, shy, well-read middle child of Hispanic, Roman Catholic parents. A childhood full of tons of moves and tons of culture shock gave me the inspiration to learn about other people and what goes on in their heads. A six-year stint in the United States Navy and tons of travel further fueled in me the desire to explore what people say within them that they would not speak aloud.

A fascination for the secrets of women, anthropology, cooking, nature, werewolves, travel, and the military are usual themes within my books.

I’m completely open to speaking to my readers and fellow writers. Feel free to drop me a line!

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My Blog: cindyrios

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Twitter: @criosmyers 

Top Quotes From Rescued by the Wolf

  • She then gave me her back and didn’t look at me for the rest of the day. I wish she had because that was the last time I would ever see her in the office again.

  • I was operating at a deficit when I got home that night. I wasn’t hungry; I wasn’t tired; I…wasn’t. An hour ago, I held Jacinda’s hand in my own and told her that years ago I had to do what she did and told her that she would heal. I told her that she just had to love herself and forgive herself and that she would be fine. She smiled as she left my car and walked into her foster home so I think that she believed my lie. There was no forgiveness for us, I knew.

  • Then a man in a wolf suit starting walking my way; a tall man – a man the size of the man who opened the front door. As he got closer to me I started thinking about the Bigfoot film taken in California back in the nineteen sixties and how an expert said that the suit wasn’t actually a suit because they could see the muscles under the suit moving. The experts had come to the conclusion that it couldn’t be a suit and that it was the real thing. The wolf head’s was moving and the jaws were opening and closing. Real drool came off of his teeth as he approached me. Real funk came off his body too – he smelled like the big dogs I had seen on the Baltimore Annapolis trail multiplied by one hundred.

  • I watched as Coyle flinched as I screamed. Just then, I began to feel blood pulsate at my neck. I touched the wound there and looked at my hand and saw that it was covered in my blood. I began to see stars pulsate around me but I still managed to get some words off to Coyle. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but this isn’t over.” “Nay. It’s only begun,” he said with some pity.

  • Emily stopped at an area of earth that looked freshly turned and sniffed at it for a while. I walked her way and got a good smell too. Oh. There lay Rob…whatever his last name was. Was he a Reeves’ I wondered? I asked Emily as much. She replied no and that their real last name was MacArthur. I stared at her as she looked at his grave. She didn’t seem very angry with him anymore. I then told her that it was never the same – seeing your father dead, no matter how much you hated him when he was alive. She looked up at me then, but I trotted away as I was done with my imparting of wisdom.



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