Novels by Mary Champ

EpilogueAgain, nothing beats family.Yes, there would always be fights, arguments and trials but then again, what are relationships without all of that. Quarrels being settled after a little period of distancing from one another, just a little, only makes the bond between them stronger. That, I say, is a fact very well proven if you in anyway doubt this theory.“How could you have thought that I hide such a sensitive information from you without ever planning to tell you at some point?” Page asked Rowan in disbelief."Well, you didn't tell me yourself did you? I had to find out from someone else,” Rowan replied, pissed but not screaming too loudly. “Why are you seeing it that way?”"Because it's what it is Cupcake. How else do you want me to take it?” He asked, taking off his hand that was on his forehead and looking at her.They were in their bedroom, Page seated on the bed, facing Rowan while he was standing in front of the wall, his back leaning against it.“I didn't tell you th

A year and six months later.Happiness is a free will gift of nature and is bestowed only on those who really want it and are ready to wield it. Happiness is not just a word but a magic power. Nothing beats happiness and self-satisfaction. Life happens to anyone. Death could come to claim anyone, anytime. The moment happiness is chosen, freedom has been chosen. Finding one's asylum is of paramount importance. Clinging onto that one thing that makes you happy and counting one's blessings despite some unfortunate happenings in our lives is beautiful and comforting. Nothing beats utmost happiness. It's beauty shimmers that it is both describable and ineffable.If there was anyone who had found what she needed most in life, happiness, it was Page Cannon, a mother of two cute babies, a boy and a girl, twins. Some days after the romantic, slow sex she had with Rowan on their rose scented bed, she started throwing up. This was after her grandad had been buried. When Rowan had broken the ne

A hand stretched to where she had sat, Page picked up the small envelope Will had dropped before leaving. The square shaped envelope was white, the little designs on it, gold. Into her bag she dropped it and walked out of the place.A sad feeling sat at the center of her heart as she wished nature would have been nice enough to not have made them meet in the way and time they had met. She was saddened by the fact that things had to go the way they did and she could not be friends with her husband's best friend. It was disheartening. Sadly, the hands of time could not be turned and past actions could not be rewritten or changed. A concise moment of thoughts and she finalized that all the blame was to be accorded to them, the sometimes despicable humans and not nature because undeniably so, humans have will in the palm of their hands. Decisions and actions; rights and wrongs; good and evil; all rest in the palm of our hands so why constantly blame nature… or fate for some of the predic

Rowan forced Page out of bed on Tuesday morning and stayed in the bathroom as she took her bath to make sure she didn't go back to bed when he left the room. She had pleaded with him to let her stay at home but he didn't think it was a good idea. He reckoned that they had had three days of rest for themselves and it was time to get back to work.“You’re a CEO Page," he had said to her as he rolled off their duvet from her body for the third time. He had driven her to work after they had had breakfast and on the way, revealed to her that their head chef was his nanny he had told her about. She cared so much for him that she opted to be his head chef instead of leaving him when he was grown to the point that he could take care of himself. Page was shocked at his revelation. She had hit him and scolded him for not letting her in on that kind of information early enough for her to reverence her as she ought to. Making a mental note to thank her for all that she did for Rowan, she retreat

“Wear the blue dress, it would suit the cool atmosphere better,” Rowan replied to Page's question, buttoning up his blue shirt before putting on his white, pristine loose-fitting trouser.“Okay baby," Page said as she put down the other dress she had in her hand on the bed.She decided to do her light makeup before putting on her dress: pigmented nude eyes with smokey creases and ombre, glossy lips. With ease, she rocked the dress Rowan had picked out between the two she had held out for him to see.They had gone up to the master bedroom to take their bath after Page had released him from their tight hug, him carrying her in his arms till he was in front of the room. They had showered differently, Page going in first before him. He had proposed they go on an outing and had told Page to make a decision on the places she wanted to go. As she hadn't made her choice yet, she said nothing about it, thinking hard of the places she wanted to explore together with her husband. “So… where hav

“My God!” Rowan screamed then released a breath as he jiggled her breasts in his hands and bit her nipples not too hard through her t-shirt. “And you are… you're my Queen. You're my mind blower, my ambrosia, my aphrodisiac. You're my soulmate, my soul's captor and I have to confess that you have rendered me completely powerless around you,” he said softly like he was confessing something which he wanted no one else to hear.Groaning, he took his hands off her breasts and brought his face out of the soace between her breasts. His senses were slowly slipping out from him.“I want to take your tee off Cupcake," he said, snaking his hands underneath her t-shirt and twisting her nipples in the most teasing way ever.Page moaned softly. Music to his ears they were.“Do whatever you want baby," Page uttered, squirming at how good his hands felt on the most sensitive parts of her breasts.“I love it when you call me baby, it sounds so sexy coming from you. I'm your baby,” he said as he took

BLAZE’S POVI watched as someone who was at Caramel’s back, hit her neck and got her unconscious. I was angry, but I decided to hold back to know where they were heading to. I couldn’t afford to mess this up because of my feelings.I followed them with my car and drove even through the bad roads. Why did they have to pick a place that is as bad and weird as this? Anyways, those who do abduct people and do bad things look for places like this to carry out their bad works.As soon as they got to their hideout, I called the cops as I could not get into the house without them, noticing me. Then I dialed Maya’s number.“Hello Blaze. He just called me.”“Good. I’m at the hide out, but you do not need to go. I have called the cops already, so you don’t have to worry about it.”“Oh, alright then. I await good news.”“Sure. Thank you so much for this. I have forgiven y

BLAZE’S POV“Since I started working for you, you have always been the reason behind my troubles. I have always been tortured and treated badly because of you.”“Caramel.”“But even with that, you have always saved me, come through for me and try to clean up the mess that was made. I think this is the fight one has to fight to be with a celebrity and I have made my decision, which is to stay, stand and fight with you. If others left you because of this or other reasons, I will stay. And, I will renew my contract with you and prove them wrong. I will let them know that you can win another championship and that I can be the best coach ever. For now, help me find my brother.” She said as a tear, strolled down her chin.My heart beamed with joy and was accompanied with a smile. I hugged her tight and felt so happy that she didn’t push me away this time. The joy I was feeling presently was enough for me to bash anyon

CARAMEL’S POVI rushed out of the cinema, pacing around and waiting for Blaze to come out. As soon as he came out, I opened his car door, but he grabbed my arm.“Caramel, be calm.” He said.“Don’t tell me to be calm! That boy has only me and it is my duty to always protect him.” I said as I withdrew my arm from him and got into his car.Tears ran down my cheek and I sniffed as I couldn’t bear the thought of Lucas killed. He wasn’t supposed to be abducted. What did he do to deserve this? How could I live with a burdened heart?Blaze got into the car and then started the car and we drove off.“Look Caramel. Let’s get to your place first to confirm if he was really abducted or not.” Blaze suggested.Then I nodded and hoped that it was a prank even when 70% of me felt it wasn’t. As soon as we got to my house, I opened the door and saw everywhere scattered. I fell to the gro

BLAZE'S POVThe next day, I woke up feeling better and in a good mood. I smiled at Caramel who was still deep in her sleep. She looked like so cute that I could kiss her until eternity.I decided to leave her room quietly as I wanted to make her a meal myself for a surprise. I didn't win the championship but I had won Caramel's heart and that was still a win for me. Her golden heart which was rare to find was now mine.I got out of the room and walked down the stairs. As I got to the kitchen, I was startled by Rosa whom I didn't notice was in the kitchen."I'm sorry I startled you, Mr. Nightingale." She apologized, with a slight smile."Oh, it's fine."As I disregarded that, I recalled that I had asked Rosa to leave when I needed to speak to Caramel. Certainly, she would have been worried about the outcome and could have wondered why we were no longer saying anything.

CARAMEL’S POVWas this a dream? Moments like this most times happen in movies. Could I be in one? There was no way a billionaire would look at me and tell me he loves me. I have also been harsh to him. There is no way Blaze Nightingale will tell me he loves me.“Please drop the act.” I said as I disengaged from him. Then I looked into his eyes with sadness. “I know you are just trying to make me not to think about the fact that I am not competent enough, but that can’t work. If you feel you are wasting your money by paying me even when I didn’t help you bag the championship, you are free to withhold my payment.” I said, with pain and then dragged my luggage, heading for the door.But then, Blaze grabbed my arm and held my face as he locked eyes with me. In his eyes, I could see sincerity, innocence, love, care and desire.“Allow yourself to feel the love you have for me, because the love I have for you can not be

BLAZE’S POVI watched as part of the crowd cheered for my opponent as he jumped up in victory. My racket fell from my hand and I felt dejected.Earlier on, I had watched as his girlfriend had given him a kiss and encouraged him with love. All through, I couldn’t help but feel guilty for making Caramel go through a lot and her attitude towards me and I found myself missing every ball thrown at me because I was either lost in thought or I was too slow to catch it after snapping out of my thoughts.Suddenly, I remembered Caramel. She wasn’t around here. Could she have ran off feeling bad that I had failed and lost? I left the tennis court and ran out but was swamped by reporters.“Mr. Nightingale, we heard of how you were not fully focused at the tennis court, are you alright?” One of them threw a question at me.“Yes I am.” I answered, trying to get out of the crowd.“Some allegations are made against

One month laterLondon“What if this doesn’t work?” I wrung my hands nervously. Cath rolled her eyes. “You’re the one that came up with this ridiculous plan.” I glared at her. “Hey! You’re the one who started the whole twin switch trend.” “Gabriel thinks this is stupid too.” She pointed out. I huffed. “I can’t believe you even told Gabriel. This was supposed to be between us.” “I’m not going to rub myself over Sinclair without my boyfriend knowing.” She said. “You should just go be Gabriel’s twin then. Ugh, isn’t there like a sacred twin code or something.” She shrugged. “I’m confused about what you’re trying to do here exactly, Lon. Isn’t Sin like so head over heels in love with you that he has a tunnel vision for you.” “Well, but what if?” I whined. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Sin and I were okay, everything was perfect, and yet… yet I couldn’t shake the feeling that he could just love my sister as easily again. I knew it was just my insecurities rearing their ugl

SinclairI had just gotten back from work, a single foot inside my apartment when my phone rang. I dug it out the inner pocket of my suit jacket. “Hello.” “Am I speaking to Sinclair Donovan-Wells?”“Yes. Who’s this?” “I’m calling about Miss Albright, she’s been involved in an accident and you are…”The woman’s words trailed off. Blood rushed out of my head and I felt dizzy and unsteady. “Where? Where’s she?” I managed to ask through the lump in my throat. I was already jumping into the elevator and stabbing the button for the ground floor repeatedly by the time the woman began to rattle off the location. “Thanks.” I said and hung up. The drive over was one big blur, I must have run several red lights in my rush to the hospital. All I could think was that London was lying in a bed, hurt and she needed me. She had to be okay. She had to be. I should never have wasted so much time running around my feelings for her. I should never have even let her walk away from me, from us back

London“I need you.” Three words. Eight letters. The exact same ones from the very same person that had gotten me into the biggest disaster of my life. Maybe I was weak, pathetic, a pushover, whatever you wanted to call it. A wiser and stronger person would have blocked my sister’s number, cut off all connections to her and my parents. Because they had hurt me. The kind of hurt where after years and years of it, I hadn’t even realized that I was being destroyed from inside out. The kind of hurt where they had broken me so much that I thought I had to be the one constantly apologizing for myself. For some reason though, I just couldn’t take that final step. I wasn’t Cath no matter how much I wanted to be sometimes. I was angry and heartbroken about everything, but I knew that someday I’d want to talk about it more calmly and heal. My phone had been blowing up since everything had gone down. I had listened to my parents cry over the phone, but Cath had been radio silent except that o

London“I don’t think I’ve ever fully recovered from that night of debauchery.” Eva said as she joined me in the booth. It was the day after Adam and I’s surprisingly fun date. I had been surprised at how well he had taken my rejection, but also glad about it. I’d have hated to have been mean to drive home my obvious lack of interest. Thankfully there had been no need for that. Eva’s lunch break corresponded with mine so we had decided to have a quick lunch together. My treat, because I now had some much needed amount of money in my bank account thanks to March Madness selling out. The hype around it was still going on strong. I guess everyone was curious about the new bestselling book by a previously unheard of author. It felt good to have money, but it felt much better to be able to pay for lunch with my friends. Eva had paid all the other times we had gone out together and even though she had assured me that I shouldn’t think too much about it cause she had money to burn, I still

LondonI had been digging through my wardrobe at a loss for what to wear for my date with Adam when I’d stumbled upon this really cute pink blouse. It was an old cloth but I had never won it because it had been too big at the time I had gotten it. Almost five years later and it was now perfectly my size. It was also perfect for this date paired with dark skinny jeans and black ankle boots. It gave the vibe I had meant to go for which was cute but not too sexy to look inviting. A little stern, but still lovely. The blouse had big flowy sleeves that I loved so much. I put my hair into a low bun, applied minimal make up and a spritz of perfume, then left my apartment to meet Adam at the foyer of my building. I had set up this date earlier today when I had run into him at the dog park. My decision to talk to Sin had hardened into a sure resolve. No matter how it turned out, I knew I couldn’t go out with Adam. I just wasn’t in the right place to pursue anything with him and I had to tel

SinclairAs soon as Cathleen left, I rang Lucas up. “Hey, man. What’s up?” “Sips Plix in fifteen?” I asked. “Make it twenty, I drove out to my sister’s place.” He said. “Sure.” I hung up. Changing out of my shirt and slacks, I slipped into a dark grey T-shirt and black corduroy pants, grabbed my wallet, car keys and headed out. I needed to talk to Lucas and get his opinion on things, but in reality, I knew that even if he discouraged me from going after London, I would still do it. I needed him as more of a sounding board to know how to go ahead with getting her back than anything else. I had made up my mind that I wasn’t spending one more second moping around and waiting for some force of nature to yank us back into each other’s orbits. Lucas showed up almost ten minutes after I’d gotten to the bar. My half full glass of alcohol had been left untouched. “Hey, this had better be an emergency.” He said as he joined me at the bar. “I had to leave my sister’s cute kids halfway int