Pilgrims Way

Beaten PathsOne horrific mistake…After a near-fatal accident, Sarah Adams was left hospitalized and faced months of grueling surgery and rehab—alone.One chance encounter…Charlie Burin walked in when the rest of the world walked out. He refused to let her quit, vowing to hold her up until she could stand on her own.One unexpected twist…When a new obstacle arises, can two people who have been through hell keep fighting for love when the odds are stacked against them?Gravel RoadDefined by the land we grew up on, Mason Belle, Texas, wrote our story. And then it tore out the pages.Six years later, Miranda had managed to slip away again. But this time, I refused to let her run.Small-town, high school sweethearts were torn apart by tragedy. Six years later, will this cowboy wrangle his girl in a second-chance romance that will leave you breathless for more?The Journey Collection is created by Stephie Walls, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Faeries are real. That was hard enough to stomach, but now, they’ve drafted Rhychard Bartlett into their way. At least they gave him a sword. A sword for crying out loud! Everyone else has guns and magic, and the Guardian only gave him a glowing sword. Some men strive to be heroes. Not Rhychard. Not even a little. Rhychard just wants t go home and propose Renny Saunders. However, a blood-curdling scream changes the course of his life forever. Surrounded by a two-and-a-half foot ellyll, a 300-pound coshey, and a street hooker, Rhychard squares off against the demon, Vargas, to keep him from building a Gateway to the Nether, still with nothing but a glowing sword. As if that wasn’t tragic enough, Renny thinks he cheated her on her and has kicked him out on his backside. Needless to say, Rhychard has had better days. Warrior of the Way is created by Robbie Cox, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Love's Eternal Way Sixteen-year-old Serenity Palmer's biggest problem should be avoiding her father's arranged marriage contract with Thomas Blake, the arrogant senior who's made her life miserable for three years. But when a school trip to a French château triggers vivid dreams of a past life, Serenity discovers she and Thomas were once lovers—murdered on the eve of their 1722 wedding. As memories of their tragic death resurface, Serenity realizes their history teacher, Mrs. Hargrove, is the reincarnation of the obsessed servant who killed them. Worse, she's orchestrated this entire trip to finish what she started three centuries ago. With Thomas's best friend Louis—who harbors secrets of his own past-life memories—and Serenity's friend Ava, they uncover a conspiracy spanning five lifetimes. Mrs. Hargrove isn't working alone. The real mastermind is someone much closer to home: Thomas's best friend Axel, the reincarnation of a spurned nobleman who has spent centuries manipulating their relationship from the shadows. Every cruel word Thomas ever spoke, every moment of distance between them, was carefully orchestrated to keep them apart. Now, trapped in the same château where they once died, Serenity and Thomas must break a cycle of obsession and revenge that has followed them through multiple lifetimes. But breaking free will require the ultimate sacrifice—and a love powerful enough to rewrite the rules of life and death itself. A supernatural romance about soulmates who refuse to let death have the final word, Love's Eternal Way explores how true love transcends time, memory, and even the grave. Some bonds are eternal—but so is the hatred of those who would destroy them. Perfect for fans of reincarnation, romance, and paranormal suspense.

As a Catholic girl I was just trying to make it through college. I wasn't looking for a lot in life. Just good grades, getting married before twenty two, having a few kids and God's blessings. People say that in life, you don't always get what you want and life has a way of roaming from the trail you planned to follow. I never realised how true the saying was. Religion was my everything, so what happens when I end up falling for the same gender? It couldn't get worse, right? But as life always feels the need to show you, it could... And it would.

In her previous life, Elinor de Clare schemed her way to becoming the queen, but in doing so, she turned against her childhood friend and knight, William Mortfort. The archbishop, who once owed his life to her, eventually led a coup against the crown. After her untimely death, Elinor returned to her youth and, with a sudden realization of regret, was given a chance to start over.

By the seventh year of my engagement to Tristan, he postponed our wedding for the third time. The reason was simple. His childhood sweetheart, Gabriella, had returned to the country. She had just gone through a divorce and was emotionally unstable. Tristan personally retrieved every invitation we had sent out, his tone calm and steady. "Gabby has no one by her side right now. I can't upset her at a time like this." I held the ring that had already been resized twice and asked, "What about me?" Tristan glanced at me. "You're different. You're sensible." I had been hearing that word for seven years. Sensible. When his startup failed, I sold the old house my grandmother had left me to help him pay off his debts. When he suffered a gastric hemorrhage, I stayed at the hospital for three days straight and missed my own promotion defense. When his mother said my background was too ordinary for him, he only rubbed his temples and said, "Tori, don't make this difficult for me." Every time, I nodded. He once told me that no matter how thick the fog became, he would always leave a light on for me. Until the day Gabriella stood in front of the mirror wearing my wedding dress and smiled as she asked, "Victoria, you don't mind, do you? Tristan said your wedding's being postponed anyway." Tristan stood behind her. He did not deny it. He even reached out and adjusted her veil for her. The fog lamp he had given me with his own hands sat by the display window of the bridal shop. It was still lit, illuminating someone else in the white dress I had waited seven years to wear. Only then did I realize that some roads were not lost because the fog was too thick. It was because he had never planned to come for me at all.