Delicate Freakn' Flower – Naomi doesn’t want to follow tradition and settle down with a violence-loving, chest thumping shapeshifter. When fate makes her meet not one, but two mates, Naomi digs her heels in and refuses to give in without a fight. Can this delicate freakn’ flower unbend her prejudices enough to recognize she needs a pair of men who can handle her thorns – and her passion?

Jealous and Freakn' – For a long time now, Mitchell’s been avoiding Francine, his bratty sister’s friend. However, the girl who tortured him in his youth is all grown up, and when he sees her in the arms of another, a need to claim her overrides all his common sense. But he’s waited too long and fate has decided that he’s going to have to share. Can he accept that claiming Francine means living in a menage, or will his jealousy get in the way of happiness?

Already Freakn' Mated – Meeting the woman of his dreams would have worked a lot better if she didn’t already belong to another man. But Chris wasn’t about to let something like ‘until death do us part’ keep him from claiming his woman. He’ll do anything to win his mate, including throwing his attractive cousin at the pesky husband.

Freakn Out - Derrick is angry, and bitter, but with good reason. His army buddies should have left him to die instead of dragging him out of the rebel camp—and he meant drag. As if that wasn’t bad enough, fate just has to kick a wolf when he is down and send him the curvy and luscious Janine. 

Freakn’ Shifters is created by Eve Langlais, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.


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     In the silence following her words, Kendrick could have heard his brother Stu fart from thousands of miles away. "A map?" Kendrick said. "What the hell are you talking about?"


     Cheeks pink, her gaze finally not challenging him, the Amazon-sized blonde ? with the most amazing scent ? dug a hand in the front pocket of her pants.


     "Hold on. It's not in that one. Let me try this one." She muttered to herself as she rummaged through her many partitions. Kendrick almost offered to pat her down, not to help but because his hands itched to touch her. Not a good idea. He tucked them behind his back as he watched her yank various odds and ends from her pockets before she finally pulled a Ziploc bag forth with a sheepish grin. "Got it."


     "Not long after I got here, a package arrived at my hotel, addressed to me." She waved the plastic bag. "Inside was a note, bus tickets, directions to the last village, and a map."


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