Short Story: Werewolf Next Door


This is my first short story. It’s about a teenage girl in foster care who happens to be a werewolf. 

I’ve been in the foster care system since I was 6 years old. Now I am almost 18 and I know what that means. I’ll be out on the streets. Now for some kids this is terrifying. For others, it’s better than what they have. For me, though, it’s freedom. It’s freedom because at 16, I discovered something about myself that is a whole lot scarier but also extremely liberating. I’ve had to keep it under wraps for the past two years. I am a werewolf.

I was never bitten. I didn’t have a scary experience walking home one night with a werewolf jumping out at me. No it was nothing like that. It also wasn’t as dramatic as it is in the movies. It didn’t happen suddenly. It was a gradual thing that honestly, I thought was just part of puberty. That is until I started hearing sounds from over a mile away and my eyes would occasionally go from emerald green to a bright gold color. Those are changes I didn’t expect.

Then as my 17th birthday got closer, I grew fangs and claws during the full moon. I got stronger too and I developed a low growl that even scared myself. After a lot of research I learned what I was but not how I came to be. Was I born like this? Why is it showing up now? But make no mistake, I am definitely a werewolf.

I’m heading to my last foster home. Sitting in the back seat of my social worker’s car, I am writing this down as I listen to Linkin’ Park in my headphones. I want to remember this moment. I am going back to a home that still gives me nightmares. I need the strength of my favorite bands to get me through this.

As the song, Fight by All Good Things plays, the car stops. I pause the song but stare at my journal. I hate this place! Then I hear my social worker call my name. “Rayven. We’re here. Grab your stuff.”

When we get to the door, a woman answers. I remember her. Sheila is her name. Her hair is a mess. She looks like she just woke up. After a few pleasantries are shared I am shown to my room.

later that evening, HE comes home. As soon as I see him a knot forms in the pit of my stomach. I feel like I am going to throw up but I also am struck with intense rage. I can feel my teeth changing, getting sharper. I have to close my eyes because I know they are changing too. I can almost feel it happening. It’s hard to explain but my head hurts. It only ever hurts when my eyes are changing.

What is happening? I learned awhile back that it doesn’t take the full moon to make me change but I am losing control. I have to get a handle on this. But I am just so damn angry! Right now all I can think of is ripping his throat out. The more I think about my desire to rip him apart, the more I feel the change.

At that moment, I don’t know what came over me but I put my headphones on and ran up to my room. I shut the door and turned off the light. I have to let the music calm me so I play some Florence and the Machine. Thankfully, he didn’t follow me up but I still have his image in my head. That cocky smirk that flashed across his face as soon as he saw me. He thinks he has me but he will never, ever touch me again!

But I also need to control myself. Just six more months until I’m free. I just need to get through the rest of the year. This guy though. He will test me for sure. How will I keep myself from going full wolf on his ass when every time I see him I want to kill him?

No! I won’t let him win. I won’t lose control. Just six more months. Then I can leave this hell hole and never look back. You got this Rayven. Just six more months then you will be free.

That is the end of my story. What did you think? I have more for this character but for now I leave it hear. Let me know what you think in the comments.


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It’s All About Writing: What I’ve Been Up To Lately


Lately I have been writing. A lot. Just, not on my blog. I’ve been writing my stories and coming up with so many new ideas for my characters. I’ve also been writing with someone else. He and I have been writing a joint story. Now, those of you who have read some of my fictional writing on my blog, you know what kind of stories I write. I’ve been really focused on it. There are other things happening right now as well. So, here is what’s been going on with me.

School Starting:

Yes, the new school year has begun and my boys are doing great! Conner is doing so well in the fourth grade and loves his teacher. Homework is still a struggle but we are working on it. Truth be told though, I HATE homework so I feel his pain. Adam has started his freshman year of high school and while I was really nervous about it, he is doing exceptionally well. He even auditioned for his first play. He didn’t get a part but he is taking a class called Stagecraft and is loving it.

Researching extending my degree:

writing_rockinrandommomI have been thinking about this for awhile now and I’m still on the fence about it. The two biggest reasons I’m on the fence is A) getting my Master’s degree is going to be very time consuming and I worry about it taking too much time from my boys. B) Because of the economy being in the shit hole right now, I’m not guaranteed a job when I’m done but I will be stuck with even more students loans. However, I do really want to go back to school. I’m leaning more and more towards School Counseling/School Psychology. I also want to look into maybe getting something in English but again, I haven’t decided yet.

This all came about when I looked into getting my teaching license. With a bachelor’s degree I can only teach elementary school. With my background in early childhood Education, I can only teach kindergarten through third grade. That’s fine with me but when I asked a few professionals in the field, they told me that either way I would have to start working towards my Master’s degree at some point. This is very frustrating. You now need a Master’s Degree in order to teach elementary school? Yet I seem to be overqualified to be a paraprofessional or substitute teacher. At least that’s what I’m told.

Found a possible backup plan?

Well I don’t know how far it will get me but I recently discovered my love of editing other people’s writing. I started editing my friend’s writing and realized that I’m actually pretty good at it. So now I am looking into some way I can use that to my advantage and maybe make a little money? This is still in the thinking stages.

A second Blog

Yep, you read that right. I am still looking into it but I may be starting a second blog that will showcase more of writing_rockinrandommommy fictional writing and that of my friend who I have been writing with. Because our stories are a bit dark and focus on the supernatural, and because many of my readers aren’t into that type of writing, I am considering starting a second blog with him. While he and I would run the blog together and post our writing, I would like to offer other writers of these stories the opportunity to share their writing as well.

This blog here is really my space to help inspire others. It is for parents. It is for special needs and mental health. I’ve also gotten to know most of my readers and they really do get the most out of those posts. So I want to keep it focused on that.

So that’s pretty much it. These other things have been keeping me pretty busy. For this reason I will be in and out of my blog. Some weeks I won’t post or share anything and some weeks I will. Don’t worry. I’m still around and every now and then I will drop by to say hello. I have a few guest posts coming up soon and I will be re-sharing a few of my old posts as well. So, I won’t be around much but I won’t be far.

Thanks so much for reading! Please, do come back and drop me a comment.





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Vampire and Zombie Hunter: Chapter 4


Missed the first three chapters? No worries! You can check them out here: CHAPTER ONECHAPTER TWOCHAPTER THREE


Reina was an only child, and only grandchild to the king of a mountain clan of warriors called Kinloch. Being a girl and future heir, her grandfather doted on her but her father was harder on her than anyone else. The beatings started when she was eight years old. These beatings happened sporadically in order to toughen up the child but truth be told her father hated her. He enjoyed hurting her. Maybe because he resented her birth. He never wanted children. Eirik Kinloch was a cruel man but he was her father. She didn’t feel she had any other choice but a few times she did defy him. The first time was when she was ten years old. He had a temper that sometimes extended to the other children.  During one of the training sessions, a boy named Brennan dropped his wooden sword when he tripped over a small rock.  The same age as Reina, he knew Eirik would beat him but what he didn’t expect was Reina stepping between them.

Eirik was in a particularly foul mood that morning and everyone knew it.  All of the children were tense and on edge because they knew one wrong move or mistake could earn them several lashes. He had his whip in hand and his steely blue eyes were ice cold as his gaze locked onto Brennan. The burly man stomped over to the young boy but before he could raise his whip, Reina stepped in front of him with her small steel sword in her hand, raised to her father.  “I’m ready to show you how much I’ve learned father.”  Eirik stopped short before attempting to dismiss her and focus his attention back to Brennan but Reina blocked his view, pointing her sword at her father’s abdomen.

Now, the father’s attention was focused on his daughter.  He was angry and she knew it but she was used to his abuse by now.  So, he turned his attention to his young daughter, seeing the defiance in her face, reached to snatch the sword out of her hands but she was too quick.  She twirled it around to avoid his grasp then rolled sideways to evade his reach.  She stood up quickly and smile wickedly at him, waiting for him to take the bait.  He did just that and pulled out his sword.  “Alright child, when I beat you, you’ll get the whip then I’ll whip your friend twice just to pay for your insolence.”  Reina just smiles. This makes her more determined to win and after a few rounds with her father, she knocks the sword out of his hand, kicks him in the shin, knocking him down then points her sword directly under his chin pressing down just enough for him to feel it.

After that, she and Brennan became best friends. They would practice together down by the creek. She would teach him how to fight with a sword and he introduced her to the bow and arrow. By the time they were 19 years old, the two were fighting side by side and had fallen in love. Reina had grown into a beautiful and vibrant young woman who could cut a man in half with her newest sword she called Red Rage.  Brennan had grown into a very handsome young man with brown wavy hair that sat upon his shoulders and big hazel eyes. Tall and thin with broad shoulders and strong arms, he was among several wanted young men in the village for marriage to some of the young women who were ready to settle down.

Everyone knew that Brennan only had eyes for one woman and she only wanted him. No other young man could get close to her. She wouldn’t allow it. However, she was not ready to marry. Most young women her age were already married and having babies but Reina had bigger plans. She was a part of a small group of women who fought alongside their male counterparts when they went to conquer new lands. She loved the thrill of the battle as much as she loved Brennan but she knew that once she married she would have to give that up. She wasn’t ready to.

Part of her job wasn’t just fighting though. She often went scouting with Brennan in search of land. A group of scouts were sent ahead to look for new places to settle and they would sometimes pair off to cover more ground. It was during one of these searches that sparked a new desire in Reina. Brennan always wore his long brown hooded leather coat but something about that hood and the way it covered his face just enough that she could only see his mouth. Something about those lips made her want to taste them.

Before she realized what she was doing, her eyes had wandered to take in the rest of his body. She observed the way his coat lay open just enough to expose his strong chest through his white tunic. She noticed how the rope that kept his tunic fitted to him sat nicely around his waist. Then her eyes wandered further and her thoughts began to imagine what was under those pants…

She is snapped out of her head by the snapping of Brennan’s fingers in her face. “Hello! Reina!” She looks up at him and realizes that she was somewhere else. “What?” Brennan looks at her puzzled. “You’ve been staring at me then you started smiling. Where did you go just now?” The thought that he caught her staring at him was bad enough but she didn’t know she was smiling. She quickly said, “No where. I was nowhere but now I am going somewhere. I’m going to go check… over there.” She points her sword in a random direction and walks away from Brennan. She can’t believe where her thoughts just took her and she is angry at herself for letting him catch her staring at him.

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Vampire and Zombie Hunter – Chapter 3

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Catch up with the first two chapters CHAPTER 1 and CHAPTER 2

Dazed from the electricity coursing through his body, Dylan barely realizes what happens next.  He sees the torturer thrown against the wall and the interrogator looks like he’s dangling in the air.  He sees a female form standing in front of the man and she’s holding him up with one hand around his throat.  He looks up at her face. the same pale skin and dark red hair.  He notices more of her now, how the black jeans accentuate her round derriere and the curve of her hips, fitting her thighs like a glove.  Before he has a chance to process this, another woman comes up from behind him, walking towards the red head.  The other woman he saw. Dylan starts to wonder if he’s hallucinating when he hears the blond woman speak. “Put him down Reina. We need to know what he knows before we kill him. Why don’t you see to the soldiers?”

Reina drops the man with a stone cold look in her deep blue eyes as she walks towards the soldiers. When she approaches Dylan, the coldness washes away and concern replaces it. She kneels down to look at Dylan. She can tell he’s in pain and barely conscious but before she can make a full assessment, he speaks to her. “Don’t worry about me. Get my men out of here.” Reina glances over at the other men.  They are all wounded badly but they will live.  She hears the torturer start to stir and in an instant, is by his side, lifting him up.  Dylan sees her bare what looks like fangs and sinks her teeth into the man’s neck. Dylan finally passes out from the pain.

Reina drains the man completely until he falls dead in her arm.  She drops his corpse to the ground.  She was hungry and angry.  She hadn’t eaten in quite a while, since they arrived in the country and she needed nourishment.  Thankfully the soldiers are too out of it to really notice. She knows they won’t remember much. She turns to her friend, Trea, who is circling a cowering interrogator like a wolf circles its prey. He saw Reina drink from the dead man but mustering up all of his courage, he looks at Trea with disgust. “You’re demons! You will burn-“. Trea bites into the man’s neck and drinks until she’s full, then drops him to the ground. She turns to Reina and asks, “Got what we came for. Let’s get these soldiers back to their base.”

Reina rolls her eyes at her friend and says with disappointment, “You just want to flirt with Joseph again.” Trea notes the judgement and replies with playfulness in her voice, “He’s cute.” “He’s human.” Reina says. Trea understands her friend’s sadness in her tone. “We were once human too.” Reina, with a mixture of sadness and frustation, stands up and looks at her friend, “Not anymore.” With that she turns her attention back to the unconscious man in front of her.

Reina kneels down in front of Dylan. He’s starting to come to again. This one is strong. To have endured so much pain in such a short amount of time and still find the strength to keep fighting.  She really looks at him this time, noticing his strong but bruised jawline, his broken nose and black eye.  He’s attractive, even in this state. She pulls out her knife from her boot, reaches around him and cuts the ropes holding his bleeding wrists together. His hands are blue, which means his circulation has been stopped. She rubs his hands together, shaking them to get the blood flowing again. It’s a good thing she just ate; otherwise she would be really tempted to drink his blood. The mix of sweat and blood is overwhelming her senses but there is something else that is keeping her from devouring him right here. What is it? She doesn’t have time to figure it out right now. She needs to get him and his men back to his base.

Trea helps her get the men to their hum-v. It’s dark out so they don’t need to cover up. On the drive back to the base, Trea starts the conversation. “He’s like you.”  Reina, driving, is caught off guard. “What?” Trea continues. “Him,” pointing to Dylan. “He’s a warrior, like you. Did you see him fight those guys with his hands tied behind his back. He didn’t give up. Just like you. Seeing that reminded me of when I first saw you.Do you remember?”

Reina remembers.  It may have been 1000 years but she still remembers like it was yesterday.


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Never Will I Ever: New Anthology

Lose the Cape - cover  As some of you may already know, one of my articles about parenting is being featured in a new book called LOSE THE CAPE: Never Will I Ever (and then I had kids!). I am so excited to share this with all of you and let you know some more details about this great book. It will be released on December 9th and the book is available for pre-order in both kindle and print format.

To help promote this book, the awesome people over at Lose The Cape is hosting a weekly giveaway of their first book Lose the Cape: Realities from Busy Modern Moms and Strategies to Survive. You can enter the weekly giveaway at They will be giving away one free copy every week until the launch date, December 9th.

They are also looking for bloggers and reviewers for their blog tour that started on November 15th and is going on until February 15th. You can sign up HERE

This is a very exciting time for me and for the book itself. Please feel free to check them out by clicking on the above links if you want to sign up for the blog tour and enter the weekly giveaway! Good luck and I hope your are as excited as I am! I can’t wait to read the book to see what other amazing parents have written. This book is going to be a great addition to your collection as well as be a great way to be both entertained and connected with other parents who swore they would never do the things they now do as parents! It promises to be a great read! Don’t forget to pre-order you copy today!


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