Leigh Stenhouse

I'm a chick and I write. 
I'm a lover of language, a sponge for situations, and a hopeless romantic. 
I write about wolves in Jesus' skin, of anti-heroes, and you. 
From snowscapes in Norwegian forests to blood covered and sweat stained wrestling ring mats to bedroom pillows, it's all there. 
And that, my friends, is all you need to know.