Novels by Mary Champ

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

“So? How did he take the news?" Lina asked over the phone whilst Page listened but kept her eyes on straight, not wanting to loose Rowan. She was worried that he was driving himself at that time and prayed that nothing would go wrong.“Not well. He was discombobulated and did not want a divorce,” she replied."But you are getting it despite whatever he said, right?" Lina asked.“I do not know Lina. I cannot give you a definite answer right now but all I can say is that I think Will has been playing us both," Page revealed.“What? Tell me you are joking."“I would if I were. He lied to Rowan and he lied to me. Rowan never cheated on me. I do not know what his motives are but based on what Rowan said, he lied to us both to manipulate us against each other then make us get a divorce when we cannot bear each other's presence anymore. Then, he would take it as his chance to be with me, playing ‘the saint’ in the process,” Page uttered."If that is not just an assumption but what is really

Page felt a pain in her heart at his words but her mind was made up. She had called her grandad and Lina prior to the time Rowan got back and told them she was getting a divorce.“I have given this marriage my all but it seems my efforts to make things work between Rowan and I have been futile. A loveless marriage is not what I wish for myself so therefore, this is where this union between the both of us ends," she had said to her grandad when he tried to tell her to wait some more time to see if he would change from his cold ways. She had chuckled painfully when he said that.“You know not the lengths I have gone for him in the name of love and the number of times he has thrown my hope for us to the ground and crushed it severally with his strong feet by stepping vigorously on it without mercy,” she had said to him when he was standing on his opinion of her giving him a second chance. Rowan sat beside her and dropped his head onto her shoulder."My Cupcake, my beautiful addiction,"

“It is not my fault nor was it within my power that I fell in love with that beautiful, irresistible woman. I never knew she was Rowan's wife. What do you expect me to do? Unlove her? Just like that? Fortunately, it does not work that way dad. I liked her, I fell for her! I want that woman and I would go for her. In fact, I am going for her. The rest of the world and those against it can drown themselves, they can go to hell for all I care!” He screamed, hitting his hand on the table.‘The audacity to yell. . .’ everyone at the table thought but remained still and quiet.Although, Rowan felt the urge to talk. “Mind you Will, I am seated right here," Rowan did well to remind Will, not appreciating the manner in which he spoke about his wife."So what? So what Rowan? Damn your presence, I am tired of being too cool about my feelings. I am tired of all this shit!” he said loudly with gestures.“Can you calm down son? Do you not see this is all shades of wrong?" His mum uttered softly as

In a sleek ultra-luxurious La Voiture Noire, Rowan drove, in a neatly ironed checked shirt with various shades of blue, a pair of black trouser and a pair of shiny black shoes to Will's parents house. His grandad had called to inform him that Thomas Garrett, Will's dad had returned to California after his three weeks trip to seal off some business deals and his wife, Eleanor Garrett, a sweet easygoing woman had suggested they get together, eat, laugh and catch up. She had informed Mr. Matthew Cannon about it as soon as she took the decision the day before and he had taken it upon himself to pass across the information to Rowan. Calling his grandson earlier to acquaint him slipped his mind so he had called an hour and thirty minutes before the get-together, right after he remembered. Though Rowan was not upset that he was apprised at that time, his grandad apologized. He took with him a bottle of expensive champagne, Mr. Garrett's favorite and a big bouquet of flowers, concretely peo

“Home sweet home," Page said in a song-like manner as she walked into her house after a long day of going through reports, signing documents and attending extremely important meetings.“Welcome Madam,” her head chef beamed and said when she walked to her. “Thank you dear. What I really need right now is a long dip in my jacuzzi bathtub a tasty meal,” she stated to her head chef that stood beside her in a long green gown covered by a white apron.“What would you like to have for dinner ma'am?” she asked. "Hmmm…" Page tapped her cheek with her index finger as she thought of what she wanted.“Make me some potato waffles for hors d'oeuvre, pasta and some beef sauce to be accompanied with sausages and a glass of white crisp wine for main course then, strawberry tarts for dessert” Page answered with an already watering mouth.“Preparation of your meals would start right away ma'am," her chef said and went to call the rest of the cooks so that the preparation of their mistress's meals woul

“You had sex Will?" Lina asked with her eyes widened and her head propelled forward, a voluntary reaction to what she thought had happened.“No Lina, relax. I didn't," Page uttered when Lina spoke."A good explanation of whatever happened is what's most needed here Page,” Lina said, itching to know what had happened.“He sat by me to confort me as I cried after the things he had told me Rowan did and told me to use him to get rid of my pains. He said other sweet things that made me want to kiss him not because he offered himself freely and spontaneously to me as an object of pain disintegration but because I wanted to know how I truly felt about him,” Page said and went silent. "Before I ask how you really feel about Will, tell me what occured before the kiss ensued,” Lina fielded, waiting to hear the most essential part of Page's story, so she deemed it.“Everything basically boiled down to the things he said and did. My heart and head were fighting in accordance against leaning int

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