Novels by Mary Champ

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

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

Wanting to meet up with Lina so that she could tell her about the late night call she had with Will, physically replying her text, Page got to her house by nine in the morning. Stopping by at a sweetshop before taking a taxi, they got some chocolate eclair, jelly rolls, chocolate chip muffins and danishes with fruit fillings in some and cheese in the others. They both got a carton of cold sweetened strawberry flavored yoghurt for themselves. “Hmmm. This is really nice but we have to hit the gym this weekend Page," Lina hummed as her teeth sank into a fruit filled danish.“Tastes so good," she hummed again, picking a chocolate chip muffins and taking a hearty bite.Page eyed her from the corner of her eyes, popping a halved chocolate eclair into her mouth.“Don't you dare say that," Lina giggled."You pig. Is this how you eat around Derek?"“At times. I am myself around him okay? After all, he is my boyfriend," she playfully batted her lashes and leaned against Page."Get lost you pig

Rowan walked into Page's room after she invited him in. They had just finished having an Italian sausage soup and an Italian chopped salad with salami crisps, croutons, buttery and mild Castelvetrano olives and additional romano cheese that five of their chefs had prepared, their head chef inclusive. The salad was crisp, tangy, crunchy and beautifully bright with an exceptionally appetizing appearance. “That Italian salad and soup tasted heavenly. I have been craving Italian salad for two days now but the time to make some or tell the chefs to never came. I feel good!” she fell on her king sized bed standing firm in her master bedroom and sighed, her lips stretching into a fulfilling smile.Rowan beamed brightly as he sat beside her and gazed at her.Little things make her extremely happy, his subconsciousness rang.Truly, they matter. He reached for her face and lazily ran the pad of his thumb over her soft smooth cheek. He raised her up by her hand so that she was facing him. His

Page Uncle's chauffeur had dropped off her car in her house early that morning at around seven. Page didn't feel like driving so Rowan offered to drop her off at work. Her eyes remained focused on California's beautiful road while Rowan retreated into the comfort of his mind.He had seen the word ‘CEO’ in front of Page's name on her file and was shocked beyond repair. She is the sole heir of her father's company? He thought. He had always thought that Page was a spoilt lady that enjoyed the benefits of having an overly wealthy grandad and also wanted to rip off him and his grandad despite being born into a rich family. He had thought she had a brother that was her grandad's heir but it turned out that she was her grandad's sole heir and had enough riches to last her a thousand years without her having to depend on any man or anyone else. She was an independent lady with amazing skills and talents. She was an embodiment of fascination. Rowan instructed Page to stay in the car when he

Page stirred in Rowan's arms and stretched like a one year old baby. She opened her eyes to see Rowan's eyes on her.“Hey,’’ she said unknowingly in a sultry voice and sat up on the bed.“Did you sleep well?” He asked, using the quilt that sat on his knees to cover his sudden erection, placing his hand over it to try to press it down. "Yes, I did. You?” "Same,” he replied.His erection only got worse when he looked down on the net area of her gown and saw her cleavage and a part of her breasts. He sucked in a sharp breath and exhaled. Looking away from it to remedy his situation in the tiniest of ways, he took his hand off the quilt but left it in place. They were in a comfortable silence and the house was rid of any maids or cooks. Unknowingly, Page stretched her hand to take the quilt off him but it landed on his hard member. He groaned. Looking at him with flushed cheeks then turning to where her hand laid, she took the quilt off him to behold his hard member that stood out perpe

“Please stop the car," Page told the driver.Right across the road was a Bugatti Veyron with Rowan seated at its tip, his right leg crossed over the left on the floor. What could be the problem, she thought. It was already nine –at night– and the vast road was being illuminated by various street lamps. “I would alight here, thank you," she said to him and with her bag and file in her hand, got down from the cab.She looked to her left and then, her right before carefully running across the road in her heels. Rowan's right hand covered his face so Page couldn't see it.“Rowan," she softly called when she was directly in front of him.In unexpressed shock, he took his hand off his face when he heard that already recognized sweet voice and saw Page."What are you doing here?” She asked him."I could ask you the same," he retorted, innocently."I was at my Uncle's in the evening and was on my way home in a cab when I saw you,” she explained."Your Uncle, John?” "Yes. I do not have any

Frank, Lina's promiscuous ex boyfriend who Irene cheated on Rowan with on several occasions during their relationship stood in front of her.“Frank? Where are you headed to?" Page asked, puzzle and furious.He didn't say a word to Page but looked away as though there was no one standing in front of him."Nevermind. Tell me how this file got into your possession," Page requested, looking down at it and then, back at him. His enigmatic silence fueled up everything: her anger, her impatience, her disgust and her zeal to know who was behind the theft of her file and the agenda for which it was stolen. She was about to knee him in the balls but her Uncle advised her against it as they were out in the open, telling her to inform her chauffeur to drive her car to where they were. “Where are we going with this vexatious human?” She inquired in disgust, eying Frank. "My home. The interrogation room precisely," he replied sternly, Frank shivering instantly on hearing those words. Three minu