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.


Freakn' Shifters

     When she awoke the next morning, alone in her tent, Ruth wondered if she'd dreamed the crocodile attack and ensuing kiss. Wondered if a simple embrace of lips, a soft, sensuous slide with a hint of tongue, could really feel so darned good. As if a kiss could almost make her come in her panties.


     Impossible. There went her overactive imagination again. Apparently, she harbored delusions. No way would Joel kiss her when he'd shown her almost the same level of disdain as Kendrick. The man who let her deal with the snake that decided to give her boot a hug when they stopped for a drink could not have devoured her mouth with such passion.


     He did not kiss me. None of that happened.


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