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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     The emptiness of the apartment taunted Patricia. Why it bothered her today when she usually treated it only as a place to sleep and eat she couldn't have said. There was nothing physically wrong with the space. It was just a generic apartment, rented because of its proximity to the prison, so similar to the one she lived in just outside of Ottawa.


     Beige walls, beige carpeting, the furniture that came with the place-black pleather sofa and chair, two-person pine dinette set, a simple double mattress on a metal frame. The only thing different from this apartment versus her own was hers at least had her favorite shows on PVR.


     Unsettled but unable to pinpoint why, Patricia skipped dinner-not a hard task given the frozen variety meals she kept stocked in the freezer, blech-and stripped in favor of a shower. She draped her uniform on a chair in the bedroom before heading into the bathroom, where the mirror over the sink cast her reflection. She paused to take a look.


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