Bøger af D E Haggerty

I'm a librarian. Dylan's a rockstar. We can't possibly be a match despite what the meddlesome matchmakers of the small town of Winter Falls think. No one is more surprised than me when Dylan walks into a wall the first time he catches sight of me. Even more surprising? He immediately asks me out. Um, I don't think so. Dylan may be a smoking hot rockstar, but he's also the boy who humiliated me in high school. Worse yet? He doesn't remember me! He's beyond crazy if he thinks I'll ever date him. But Mr. Persistent isn't getting the message. Wherever I go in Winter Falls, there he is with a smile on his annoyingly gorgeous face and a twinkle in those ocean blue eyes I want to drown in. Ignoring him and those muscles I long to lick every inch of is my best defense. Until I move into my new apartment to discover Dylan's living across the hall. How am I going to avoid him now? Especially when the matchmakers of this quirky small town keep tricking me into spending time with him? And what happens when I realize Dylan isn't the jerk I thought he was? Can a shy librarian learn to love a rockstar? This rockstar small town romantic comedy features a cinnamon roll hero who will do anything and everything necessary to convince his little librarian to date him, a shy librarian with mental scars who thinks she doesn't know how to love a rockstar, four bandmates who are having a ball watching Dylan get shot down time and time again by Virginia, a whole town of hippies convinced they're the best matchmakers this side of the Mississippi, and a hedgehog named Harry that proves to be the best matchmaker of them all. How to Love a Rockstar is a standalone novel in the Cash & the Sinners series.

Jackson Schmidt is the biggest jerkity jerk ever. They should totally erect a statue to commemorate his jerkityness, jerkdom- Ugh! There are literally not enough words for 'jerk' to depict the man.Unfortunately, Jackson is also the most gorgeous specimen of manhood I've ever laid eyes on. One look at him and I want to jump and climb him like a tree. But whenever he opens his mouth, his status as the biggest bastard on the planet is immediately reinstated. It's impossible for the man to say anything remotely nice - at least not to me. To my best friend, though? To her, he's Mr. Perfect Gentleman. Did I mention he's carrying a torch for my engaged best friend? My libido does not give one flying hoot Jackson is a dick who has a crush on my bestie. Nope. Not at all. No matter how much of a schmuck the man is - and trust me he takes schmuck to the next level - I continue to pant after him like a nerdy freshman crushing on the prom king. If I want to keep my sanity, I'm going to have to keep Jackson at arm's length. Sanity is totally overrated. At Arm's Length is book 2 of the Love in the Suburbs series but can be read as a standalone.

Just when I think I've got it all figured out - BOOM! - in walks trouble. It's taken me years, but my life is finally back on track - new job, new friends, a complete new Violet! I don't even cry myself to sleep every night anymore. But then he walks through the front door of my new workplace. How dare he come in here and ruin everything for me - again! Luke Freaking Bauer. Not the boy who got away. Nuh-uh. Not even close. The boy who tossed me aside when I needed him the most. But when I look deep into those hurt eyes, I forget I'm the one who was wronged. Oh boy. I'm knee-deep in trouble and sinking fast. Knee Deep is book 4 of the Love in the Suburbs series but can be read as a standalone.

Lenny's been waiting a long time for his happily ever after. Too bad the woman he set his sights on put him in the friendzone faster than you can say 'lover'. Challenge accepted! Milwaukee is merely a pitstop while I try to figure out what to do with the rest of my life. I'm not hiding from my family. I'm just ... figuring some things out before I confront them. Lenny acts like he's fine being friends, but I know the silver fox wants more. It's not hard to figure out when his lips find mine every chance he gets. He thinks he can charm his way into me taking down my walls. Ha! Good luck with that. My walls are steel reinforced. But then the whole mess back home catches up with me, and Lenny's done with gentle. His battering ram is at the ready - prepared to shatter my walls and earn my love. And this former soldier has some experience with a battering ram. Gulp. He claims Love will OUT in the end. Easy for him to say.

I wish my vacuum cleaner sucked as much as dating. #datingsucks #datingfail #isthissupposedtobefunWhen my life implodes, my girlfriend decides she has the perfect answer to all my problems - Internet dating. I wish she had warned me before my first date showed up at the door! Note to self: Never let my former best friend near my computer again. Okay, fine. I'll go on some stupid dates to shut the woman up. I'm sure dating for the first time in my thirties will be tons of fun and not embarrassing at all. Yeah, right. If I'm being totally honest with myself, there's only one man I want - my next-door neighbor Danny. The boy I've been crushing on since I was a dorky, braces-wearing, nose-buried-in-a-book teenager. He's definitely not a boy any longer. Oh no, he is one fine man. And I do mean F-I-N-E fine. He's also a single dad to an adorable little girl. Challenge accepted. Buckle up, sit tight, and hit BUY NOW to follow Molly on her (mis)adventurous way to love.

*Awarded Best Mystery/Suspense Novel N.N. Light's Book Heaven* Cupcakes make everything better - even murder investigations! I may be the best cupcake baker this side of the Mississippi, but that doesn't mean I'm some sweet, innocent thing. Nope!When I discover my friend murdered, no way am I sitting back and letting the police handle it. Together with my bakery buddies, Callie and Kristie, this murder is getting solved. I don't care how dangerous it gets. Bring it on. Some stupid undercover cop who decides he's my protector is not stopping me.Click BUY NOW to find out if the gals of Callie's Cakes solve the mystery before it's too late!Each book in the Death by Cupcake series can be read as a standalone, although they're way more fun if read in order.

While growing up in Germany in the 1930s, Rudolf falls in love with the girl next door, Gertrude. He doesn't care what religion Gertrude practices but the Nazis do. When the first antisemitic laws are enacted by the Nazi government, Gertrude's father loses his job at the local university. Unable to find employment in Germany, he accepts a position at Istanbul University and moves the family to Turkey. Rudolf, desperate to follow Gertrude, takes a position working at the consulate in Istanbul with the very government which caused her exile. With Rudolf finally living in the same city as Gertrude, their reunion should be inevitable, but he can't find her. During his search for Gertrude, he stumbles upon Rosalyn, an American Jew working as a nanny in the city. Upon hearing his heartbreaking story, she immediately agrees to help him search for his lost love. Willing to do anything in their search for Gertrude, they agree to work for a British intelligence officer who promises his assistance, but his demands endanger Rudolf and Rosalyn. As the danger increases and the search for Gertrude stretches on, Rudolf and Rosalyn grow close, but Rudolf gave his heart away long ago. How far would you go to find the woman you love?

Did someone really kill Grandma or am I and my merry band of geriatric 'detectives' imagining things?Grandma's knitting group of Jessica Fletcher wannabes are convinced Grandma's death wasn't natural. Something to do with knitting needle placement? No idea what they're talking about. The police think the old ladies are senile. I don't necessarily disagree, but I'm always up for a bit of excitement as long as it doesn't lead to a night in jail.But someone is not happy with our snooping around, which only spurs us on to snoop more. Things are starting to heat up in our little town.Will we find Grandma's killer in time?

My grandma is trying to hook me up. To be painfully specific, my seventy-five-year-old grandmother thinks a little hanky-panky would cheer me up. Direct quote. Since I'm currently living with her, I can't escape the endless line of grandchildren of friends who keep 'dropping by' for dinner. Literally, I can't escape. I can barely manage the trek to the dining room at this point. While Grandma's determined to find me a husband, I'm determined to learn how to walk again so I can walk away from her matchmaking skills. Spoiler alert: She has no matchmaking skills. But then I get a brilliant idea. I can fake date my physical therapist. Only he wants a real date. Gulp. A real date with me? Is he for real? I'm no longer the stylish girl with the glamorous job. Now, I'm a woman with a shattered leg and a scarred face. If I'm going to learn to live with my new reality and give love a chance, my attitude needs to do an about-face. Easier said than done.

I am done with men. D - O - N - E. DONE!I don't care how much billionaire Roman Cadwell pushes (and, oh boy, does the sexy man push ALL my buttons), I am not dating him. Especially not when he's wearing a golden band around his ring finger. I do not get involved with married men. Call it my line in the sand. If a man can't be faithful, I want not one single thing to do with him. But what if Roman isn't really married? What then? No, no, no. I will not fall into Lying McLiarson's trap. Only every time the man touches me, my body forgets I'm a good girl and wants to give in. Hands off, Mr. Lying Pants, before I forget I'm a good girl. Although - no one said I had to be a good girl forever.Author's Note: This romantic comedy contains absolutely, positively NO cheating. None. But it does have a whole bunch of witty dialogue and a super sweet happily ever after. And maybe more drama than the author originally intended. What can she say? The characters have minds of their own. Hands Off is book 3 of the Love in the Suburbs series but can be read as a standalone.

I thought moving back in with my grandmother would be embarrassing. I didn't expect it to lead to a murder investigation conducted by a bunch of knitting grandmothers!I am finally free of my husband - the scumbag. I'm living in a new town, have a new job, and will soon move out of Grandma's place into a new apartment.But then my jerk of a husband has to go and ruin things by getting himself murdered. If that's not bad enough, the police are pointing the finger at me. Not likely.My grandma, proud member of the Gray-Haired Knitting Detectives, declares they aren't about to let one of their own get sent to the slammer, and they all jump at the chance to search for the true killer. Oh boy.As if I don't have enough problems, the so-called detectives decide my new status as a widow is the perfect opportunity to put their matchmaking 'skills' to use and find me a new man. Good grief.Will we find the killer before the police arrest me for a murder I didn't commit?

What if everything you ever thought to be true was a lie? Nazi! A deliberate taunt to provoke her. Skylar wasn't a Nazi. She hadn't even been alive during the Second World War. Yet, she was bullied and insulted with that word. All because of a grandfather she never knew. A letter informing her of the discovery of her grandfather's remains changes everything.If her grandfather really was a Nazi, why was his body recovered in an area notorious for being a Nazi killing ground?Skylar jets off to Holland to find out. Things are not always what they seem.