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

     Lashes fluttering, Ruth tried to make sense of the ceiling above her. She didn't recall ever seeing it before, and given its distinctive appearance, thatched with live branches crisscrossing it, she wondered where she found herself. What was the last thing she remembered?


     Hot sex with two guys at once. Oh dear God, how she'd prefer to dwell on that flashback rather than the one that saw her blithely walk away with strangers and end up drugged. I am that too-stupid-to-live girl in the movies. Maybe she'd blame her actions on the water. Or her bloody sister and her cryptic conversation. Speaking of whom, where was Carlie?


     Ruth screamed as the object of her thoughts silently leaned over her, blocking her line of sight. "I see you're awake finally."


     "Uh, yeah. Although, I think I'm having a heart attack."


     A playful slap on the arm went well with Carlie's, "Wussy. I woke up to a face full of teeth and didn't even squeak."


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