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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
Not enough ratings
240 Chs

Chapter 198

Months later?

Kicking off her heels, Carlie padded into the living room, and Acat couldn't help but smile upon seeing her. To think once upon a time, he'd thought to cage this wild and perfect beauty. Thankfully, Chaob showed him the way. The gods truly blessed him when they chose her as his bride.

"Did you enjoy your afternoon?" he asked as she continued to smile mysteriously.

"I did. Is Chaob here?"

"I am," her other husband replied, sticking his head out of the bedroom, his hair still damp from a shower. "Is something amiss?"

"Nope. But I have news that I think you'll want to hear."

Wandering out barefoot, dressed only in a towel, Chaob slid onto the couch, a wary look on his face as Carlie paced before them. Acat's inner beast roused, tail twitching, excited, but about what, Acat couldn't discern.

"So, remember how I've been studying the plants and water in and around the village?"

"Yes."

"And found nothing."