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Freakn' Shifters

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.

Eve Langlais · Fantasy
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240 Chs

Chapter 174

"I wish someone would tell us something!" More than once, Carlie muttered it aloud and in her head. The not knowing just about drove her crazy.

Jungle capture 101. Be careful what you wish for.

Frustrated after hours of nothing except speculation, which she shared with the other captives of their fate, Carlie could almost regret her words when the only door suddenly opened and a large group of mostly naked men ? imposing males with rippling muscles, swirling long hair, and intent expressions ? came to surround them. Her tension eased somewhat as she recognized two. Mr. Kitty and Golden Grin. Still wearing only their skimpy loincloths, and hotter than she remembered, their silence did more to ramp up her anxiety than ease it. For better or worse, it seemed she'd finally learn her fate, or so she assumed as they gestured to the door.