About the book: year / Men are not dogs! Don't roll the dice! Especially beautiful, strong, two-meter werewolves! That's it, I'm moving the pies, otherwise I won't get to grandma! This werewolf is coming for me. Man, I told you three times that I have a black hood, not a red cap! I am the goddess of death! I’ve been subtly hinting at this for half an hour now! Shoo! It hurts, right? And who said that the pies were fresh? Here, again, some bastard called me bony! And by the way, I have one hundred and twenty kilograms! You vile bitches! I love my slim body so much, and I hate the fat that hides it.!