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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 · 幻想
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240 Chs

Chapter 108

In the midst of doing some yoga, Gina, currently bent over with her arms extended, frowned. Who the heck knocked? She rarely got visitors, and forget surprise ones. To access the building a person needed a key or have someone buzz them in. The impatient rap came again.

Curious, she unwound her body and padded over to the front door. Before opening it, she grabbed her gun off the sideboard and held it behind her before swinging open the portal. A cute, yet pissed off, Asian man pushed his way in past her.

"Won't you come in?" she said, with all the sarcasm possible.

"We need to talk," Jack growled.

"Fine, but do you mine taking off your shoes first. I just vacuumed."

Brows knitting together to form one annoyed slash, and lips tight, despite his annoyance, Jack bent over and removed his shoes. Grinning, she admired his ass as she slid her gun back into her junk basket.