Champion's Path To Murim

The world snapped back into focus, the memories of my brutal end crashing into the present. I was back—right here, right now, the exact moment Jarrold Jameson was trying to hand me that obscenely expensive purse. In my past life, he'd had a nasty fight with his precious Cindy Mayford. To make her jealous, he decided to use me as his pawn. I'd been stupid enough to love him once, but my pride had revolted. I'd refused to be a stand-in. It didn't matter. He kept engineering "accidental" run-ins, crafting one public misunderstanding after another, all to get a reaction from Cindy. I had done nothing wrong. I gained nothing. But I became Cindy's enemy. Her jealousy festered until it turned lethal. She had me kidnapped. The men she hired left my body shattered and broken. And Jarrold? He held his sobbing darling close and whispered those unforgettable words, "She got what she deserved." In the end, they stepped right over what was left of me and walked off into their picture-perfect life. Now, staring into his smug face, a cold clarity settled over me. This time, everything would be different. I snatched the handbag from his grasp. "A present for me?" I asked, my voice sweet, a sharp, calculated smile on my lips. "I love it. But just so you know, for next time… I've always preferred the classic design from her family's brand. That's the one you should be buying me."

"I still love her, Brother Ezra. And I can't live without her." Razel's tears began flooding his cheeks. "But she loves me, Razel. And I love her too." I replied with conviction. "I am done swallowing my pride. I love you because you are my stepbrother. But that doesn't mean I will always let you have what you desire. Can you just be happy for us?" "Can you give her back to me, huh?" to my surprise, Razel dropped his knees on the ground. "She loves me first, remember?" Fated to my Stepbrother's Mate is packed with love and betrayal. Two men fell in love with one woman and are willing to bend the written rules of the werewolf world. Kill for Love. Betrayal for Love. Who will have her in the END? The older brother who prefers BLOOD than WATER? Or the younger brother who prefers WATER than BLOOD?

"When Lavinia Devon is chosen to be fed on by Isaac Astor, the cold and charming heir to a Vampire Empire, she prepares for the worst: a painful end at the hands of a cruel aristocrat. But something about Isaac can’t help but entice her and she finds herself falling for the bloodthirsty young man, coming to realize there is more to him be-neath the icy surface.Bound to the Vampire's Heir is created by A.D.R. Brown, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

“How audacious!” a rich baritone rasped in the darkness, irritation seeping through. “An omega harboring such vulgar thoughts about her superior.” My heart skipped a beat as the aura in the room flared again. I didn’t even get the chance to think when a gush of air brushed past me and in a blink, my back slammed hard against the wall, cold fingers wrapping around my throat. “Be gone, insect,” he hissed. I should have been afraid, hell, my body was shuddering. But a smirk played on my lips instead. “Found you,” I whispered, throwing my arms around his shoulders. It landed perfectly and before he could react, I gripped the back of his neck, pulling him towards me as I slammed my lips against his instinctively in the dark. Ariee has nothing—no wolf, no family, no place in the world. After a night of betrayal and humiliation, she stumbles into the arms of a dangerous stranger… and unknowingly binds herself to the most feared man alive—the Lycan King. Now trapped in a deadly bride selection she was never meant to enter, Ariee must hide the truth of that night while serving the very girl who wants to destroy her. But the King remembers her scent. And the closer he gets, the more dangerous everything becomes—because Ariee is his fated mate… the one woman he should never have touched. When love, power, and betrayal collide, Ariee must make a choice: Claim the King… or run from the bond that could destroy them both.

STOP! This is a Second Book! Please make sure you’ve read the first book, A Vampire’s Kiss Goodnight. This is also Boy Love. Silas Rosario, once shunned brother and long time embarrassment of the Rosario bloodline has stepped into the position of vampire King.He has decided to follow in the ideals his brother once inhabited. The only question remaining is will he be able to handle the pressure? Or will he relapse into his old ways and corrupt the system? This is the love story between Silas Rosario and Rei Suoh.

*FATED TO MY FATHER'S BETA* BLURB He was like a second father when she was small. But she always felt that dark... connection when she was with him. And one time, when she had almost reached the age of 18, he avoided her... He no longer looked at her... She tried to get his attention, but it didn't work... Even got herself in trouble just to be noticed by him. And then on her 18th birthday, she was waiting for her wolf to come out so it could reveal her mate. And then she finds out it was her father's Beta, the one man she had always fantasized about. He watched her with an unreadable gaze, his jaw tense, his eyes held every emotion, like he was about to grab her and slam his lips on her. But he stood there glued, though there was some kind of recognition — like he knew this would happen. He refused to reject her. He refused to come close to her. He refused to let any other man set their eyes on her. Because she was his. He didn’t want to mark her... and he didn’t want to accept the bond. But the bond was beyond anything he imagined. Until her father, his Alpha, told him to guard his daughter while he went far away from the pack.

I’m a moaning mess as Sebastian slams into me from behind. His hips hit me hard, and each deep thrust sends shockwaves through my body. Celestia was never a daughter to those who raised her; she was a transaction. At just eighteen, she was sold to the cold and powerful Sinclair family to settle her father’s mounting gambling debts, a heartless deal orchestrated by both her father and her stepmother. After escaping the initial humiliation and betrayal of her family cage, Celestia disappeared into the shadows. By twenty, she was living a life they would never imagine, working as a stripper at the gritty New Bay Bar. It was there, under the neon lights, that Sebastian Sinclair the ruthless billionaire playboy first set his eyes on her. He didn't realize she was the girl his family had already "bought" until the truth crashed down. Now, at twenty-one, the ultimate betrayal is set in stone. Celestia isn't marrying the man who stalks her dreams and haunts her touch. Instead, she is set to marry Sebastian’s elder brother, Marco Sinclair. Trapped between the brother she is legally bound to and the brother who is dangerously addicted to her, Celestia is playing a lethal game of revenge. What begins as a calculated move to destroy the Sinclairs from within quickly spirals into a dark obsession. Sebastian doesn't just break the rules for her; he rewrites them, and he has no intention of letting his brother keep what he considers his. Can she survive the price of being a Sinclair bride? Or will the fire between her and Sebastian burn the entire empire down?

After a brutal divorce and banishment, Diana stumbles at the gates of the Lycan King’s kingdom and is mistaken for the king’s missing wife. Shocked, Diana soon realizes that King Asher is also her fated mate. Drawn to him and his children, she is torn between the undeniable bond she feels and the shadow of a life that isn’t hers. But the deeper she falls into Asher’s world, the more Diana's heart pulls her closer to the king she was never meant to love. Diana faces a choice: reveal the truth and risk losing everything, or protect her love, stepping into a role she was destined to hold.

My world ended when my mate’s brother died. Caspian, Alpha of the Shadowmoon Pack, took in the widow, Vivian. He said it was his duty to provide for both households. He sent her son to the elite Lunaris Academy. He sent my son to the toxic Grey Zone, called it "building resilience." He gifted her the Blackwood Manor, bought her armored vehicles. He called me wasteful. He said my child was a burden. He threw us into the Omega slums. My son died fighting for a moldy crust of silver-tainted bread. I died soon after. My skull was cracked open in a dark alley for a few coins. As my spirit faded, I finally saw the truth. Every step of our ruin was her design. I woke up gasping, back in my old bed at the Shadowmoon Packhouse. The moon was high. Tomorrow was my Binding Ceremony to Caspian. This time, I knew what to do.

After catching her fiancé buried between her sister’s thighs, Maria ran. Straight into the arms of the last man she should’ve fallen for—his father. ~~~~ MARIA: The future I imagined went to shit the night before my wedding. Being betrayed by those closest to me nearly fucked me up, leaving me broken and in need of an escape. When I fled, I did it with zero plans—nothing but rage in my heart and my suitcase in hand. But then fate threw me into Declan: older, dangerously compelling, but also equally scarred. He took me in when I was stranded—no questions asked. It was the last thing I expected, but he continued to care for me, keep me safe and... warm me up. In more ways than one. As days pass, ignoring the heat, chemistry, and.. persistent feelings between us becomes... tough. I feel his eyes on me all the time, and my heart rate triples without permission whenever I bump into him in the house. He clearly wants me. I want him too, but I can't allow it to happen. Because he's the father of the man I now despise the most in the world. DECLAN: I took her in because I wanted to help. Who am I kidding, it's more than that. I couldn't help myself. From the moment I laid eyes on her, she had my heart in a choke hold. And as the days went by, resisting her became the sweetest torture. It became like hell to keep my hands to myself, or my mind from imagining obscene things whenever I see her. But we’re not free to give into this. She’s only 23, and I’m... nearly twice her age. And what's worse, I'm the father of the man who broke her heart.