I got revenge on my bully by sleeping with her DAD. Tilly’s having a hard time at school. The curvy girl is constantly picked on because of her size, and one day mean girl Samantha literally slaps her on the face with a sandwich while making oinking noises. This gets them a meeting with the principal, where Tilly meets Samantha’s gorgeous dad, Mike. Michael Nelson has had it with his daughter. Sam is spoiled, nasty, and rude, just like his ex. But when he meets his daughter’s victim, suddenly, he knows exactly how he’s going to make it up to the luscious curvy girl … because he’s going to give Tilly a baby as reparation! Hey Readers - There is nothing, and I mean NOTHING, realistic about this story, but that’s what makes it so delicious! Tilly gets back at Sam by making a baby with Sam’s dad, and never did revenge feel so sweet. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers. You’ll love the story, I promise! Xoxo, Cassandra

Before I leave the locker room, I let out a deep breath. It's a small mercy that Janice decided to destroy my clothes after the country club closed for the day, so at least no one is going to see me leave the club in nothing but a towel. Or so I thought. When I step out of the locker room, I see a man staring at me from across the room. And it's not just any man. It's Sam Chance. Aka my bully's dad. He lifts his eyebrows. "Chuhua?" At the sound of his deep voice, I run back into the locker room. WORD COUNT: 4,000 A naughty short story about a young woman and her bully's father!

The auctioneer claps his hands, absolutely delighted. "Marvelous! Do I have $130,000? Going once, going twice — !" "One million dollars." I nearly faint when a man with streaks of gray in his chestnut hair stands up. He is gorgeous, the owner of brilliant green eyes, a bone structure that looks like it was sculpted by Donatello, and a muscular body that is complemented by his tailored black suit. And he is Henry Lucas, the father of my bully. WORD COUNT: 4,000 A sexy short story about a young woman and a handsome billionaire!

My father had taught me about facing my fears. I pushed past that bully as everyone cheered! Playing ball is all fun and games ... until you're confronted with a bully. Fortunately, when it comes to bullies, dads know just what to do! In this heart-warming and inspirational story, a dad shares with his son his personal story of perseverance, bullies, and the special orange ball that helped him to become a winner. Inspire confidence in your kids with this touching father and son book that celebrates a love for basketball that spans generations.

The Roosevelt family, with its rambunctious father and six children, invaded and occupied the White House as no other family has since. Roosevelt was a wonderful father, writing to his children, guiding them, playing with them and loving them as do only the best fathers. Long out of print, these personal letters are warm, wonderfully wise and witty--the best things Teddy Roosevelt ever wrote. Photos.

PULITZER PRIZE FINALIST ONE OF THE NEW YORK TIMES BOOK REVIEW'S 10 BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR WINNER OF THE KIRKUS PRIZE From the Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist and bestselling author of Backlash, comes In the Darkroom, an astonishing confrontation with the enigma of her father and the larger riddle of identity consuming our age. “In the summer of 2004 I set out to investigate someone I scarcely knew, my father. The project began with a grievance, the grievance of a daughter whose parent had absconded from her life. I was in pursuit of a scofflaw, an artful dodger who had skipped out on so many things—obligation, affection, culpability, contrition. I was preparing an indictment, amassing discovery for a trial. But somewhere along the line, the prosecutor became a witness.” So begins Susan Faludi’s extraordinary inquiry into the meaning of identity in the modern world and in her own haunted family saga. When the feminist writer learned that her 76-year-old father—long estranged and living in Hungary—had undergone sex reassignment surgery, that investigation would turn personal and urgent. How was this new parent who identified as “a complete woman now” connected to the silent, explosive, and ultimately violent father she had known, the photographer who’d built his career on the alteration of images? Faludi chases that mystery into the recesses of her suburban childhood and her father’s many previous incarnations: American dad, Alpine mountaineer, swashbuckling adventurer in the Amazon outback, Jewish fugitive in Holocaust Budapest. When the author travels to Hungary to reunite with her father, she drops into a labyrinth of dark histories and dangerous politics in a country hell-bent on repressing its past and constructing a fanciful—and virulent—nationhood. The search for identity that has transfixed our century was proving as treacherous for nations as for individuals. Faludi’s struggle to come to grips with her father’s metamorphosis takes her across borders—historical, political, religious, sexual--to bring her face to face with the question of the age: Is identity something you “choose,” or is it the very thing you can’t escape?

He’s a hot older man – who’s also my boyfriend’s dad! Serenity: My boyfriend and I fight like cats and dogs, but most of the time, it fixes itself with some steamy make-up $ex. But one evening after an argument, I had a bit too much wine. Okay, it was really dark, and I thought I made a right turn at the end of the hallway and not a left. But our night together was toe-curling, pulse-pounding, and absolutely wonderful … until I realize that I’m in the wrong man’s bed! Julian: My son is a dumba$$. I overheard Stewie’s fight with his girlfriend, and all I wanted to do was club him in the head before taking a paddle to Serenity’s delightfully round bottom. But like a dutiful father, I went to my room and locked the door (or so I thought), until unexpectedly, a beautiful guest makes an appearance in the middle of the night. Soon, Serenity’s panting and mewling in my arms, but in the bright light of day, I’m not her boyfriend … I’m her boyfriend’s dad! Hey Readers – We’ve broken all the rules again with this naughty story of a girl making a mistake that turns out for the best. After all, Mr. Holt is older, gorgeous, and savors a woman with curves, unlike his son. Put on your seatbelts for a rip-roaring ride that will have you sweating and screaming by the end. This is a follow-up to My Mom’s Ex-Husband, but all of my stories are standalones and do not need to be read in order. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers. You’ll love it, I promise! Xoxo, Cassie