I want him to be my first.I want him to be the one.I want him to be my everything.I didn't expect to spend my eighteenth birthday stranded in the pouring rain with no way to make it home. I didn't expect to be rescued from the worst night of my life by the most amazing man I'd ever seen.His name is Nick, and he says he wants to take care of me, says he'll look after me, says I don't need to be alone anymore.He treats me like a princess, like the fragile little girl he saved from the cold. But I like him... I like him like that. I've never liked anyone like that before...And it's weird, this thing we have... It's like I can't decide how we're supposed to be... what we are... Until he says the words...Call me Daddy.

In four vibrant verses and spectacular oil paintings, a young boy revels in the everyday pleasures of growing up in a family of fine artists. A still life of shoes inspires Noah to measure his own little ones against the big ones of his father. With its bold colors and arresting perspectives, this book is a celebration of art and an exaltation of family.

FABULOUS FATHERS He just discovered his soon-to-be ex-wife "forgot" to tell him he's a daddy! They'd had the perfect marriage. Then Adam started spending every waking hour at the office and Evie stopped waiting up. And before long there was a continent—and one diaper-clad lie—between them. Until Daddy returned. Adam might have missed her birth, but he vowed to be there for his baby girl forevermore. Now if only he could convince Evie that he wanted the same for their marriage…. It's this Fabulous Father's last chance at a family.

LISTEN! I came into this world on May 14, 1970. Born to the late Reverend Norvell Scott and Beatrice Scott. My father was an A.M.E. Pastor and my mother was your typical pastor's wife. The First Lady as some would have it. My daddy was very strict. He was a tall, fair complected man who always said what he meant and meant what he said. My momma was quiet, and a petite woman with an humble spirit., whom everyone admired, yet she didn't play at all; she would hit you with whatever she could get herb hands on. To those of you reading this, I just thought about something. If I told you all about me right now, you wouldn't have to read my book. So guess what? I am stopping right here. "READ THE BOOK!"

Two women--Mimi, a former good girl with a penchant for bad boys, and Giselle, a gorgeous, high-maintenance diva who gets married for the wrong reasons--discover that their lavish lifestyles come with a high price. Original.