Bøger af Donna Marie Rogers

A prideful single mother must rely on the town's richest bad boy to keep a roof over her head.Penniless single mother Summer Hanson finally lands an interview at a prestigious law firm, only to have her dreams doused thanks to a careless jerk in a pickup truck. When fate brings them back together, the wealthy rancher persuades her into accepting a job in his family's home. Out of options, she accepts the sexy cowboy's offer, but worries about the price of his "charity."Reese McMillan has spent the last five years shedding his bad boy image, and earning back his brother's trust. Captivated by his beautiful new employee and her adorable daughter, he sets out to win them both over, but worries their budding relationship will die a quick death once she discovers he's the reason her ex is behind bars. When the guy makes early parole, the truth comes out in the worst way possible, and Reese finds himself in the fight of his life to hold on to the only woman he's ever loved.

A hometown series full of sexy romance, humor, and heart... Drew Porter learned early in life how treacherous women can be. And when snooty "Lindy" Spalding skids into his life and nearly makes roadkill out of his dog, she seems worse than most. But an unlikely bond between their pets gives him an intriguing glimpse behind her pretentious exterior. While his heart wonders if there's more to her than meets the eye, his head tells him to run as fast as he can in the opposite direction. Used to the finer things in life, west coast heiress Melinda Spalding is thrown for quite a loop when her brother, Matt, suddenly relocates to the Midwest. Her parents even expand their business to the small town and put her in charge of the project. Discovering she likes "Mayberry" and its quirky inhabitants is almost as shocking as her growing attraction to the local auto mechanic. But L.A. is where she belongs...or is home truly where the heart is? EXCERPT: Drew's footsteps echoed up the stairs at a rapid rate. He strode into the room carrying her lamp, looked around, then walked over to the south facing window and set it on the sill. "All done, Hot Stuff. Enjoy your soak. Come on, Matt, let's go." "See you tomorrow, Sis." Matt gave her a kiss on the cheek. Feeling impish, Lindy asked Drew, "Can I give you a tip this time?" He held her gaze for several heartbeats, and Lindy suddenly wished she hadn't poked the proverbial tiger. "Matt, would you give us a minute, please?" Lindy's heart tripped when Matt shrugged. He gave Drew a thump on the back, tossed her a smile, and whistled his way downstairs. Lindy bit the inside of her cheek as she lifted her gaze to meet Drew's. "I was only kidding, geez. I mean--" Quick as a whip, Drew hauled her against the solid expanse of his chest and slanted his mouth across hers with near punishing force. Stunned, Lindy simply settled her hands against his chest. Then her senses returned, and she shoved with all her might. He broke off the kiss with a muttered curse, but didn't let her go. Lindy's pulse kicked into overdrive as she looked up and met his gaze. Hypnotic blue eyes stared down at her, holding her gaze captive as if by physical force. Deft hands traveled a scorching path from the curve of her shoulders to the flare of her hips, leaving every inch of her body tingling in their wake. The need to feel his lips on hers again, to taste him, nearly overwhelmed her. A real kiss, though, not in anger, not as punishment. Before she lost her nerve, Lindy twined her arms around his neck and pulled him down for the real thing. With a deep growl, Drew crushed her in his arms. He coaxed her mouth open as his tongue slid inside with skillful ease, exploring, seeking hers. Shivering under his touch, Lindy grew dizzy with yearning. Her heart thumped as his spicy masculine scent wrapped her in sensual bliss. The man was certainly no slouch in the toe-curling kiss department. As quick as it started, he broke the kiss and tore free from her embrace, surprising her off balance. He grabbed her upper arms to steady her, stared at her lips as if he wanted to kiss her again, cursed, and...strode out the door. She flinched as the bedroom door slammed behind him. What the hell?

A hometown series full of sexy romance, humor, and heart... Single mother, and work-at-home hair stylist, Lauren Frazier can barely keep the roof over her head from falling down around her. When handyman Caleb Hunter shows up at her door for a haircut, the military veteran is the answer to her prayers-and the attraction is instantaneous. Too bad her troubled ten-year-old son isn't quite as thrilled to have Caleb hanging around. Old wounds have kept Caleb from returning to Redemption permanently. When he receives word of his mother's unexpected death, guilt and regret bring him home again, but will the love of a good woman keep him there? Beautiful, witty, and strong, Lauren excites him like no woman ever has, but she's a package deal, and he's not sure he's prepared to take on a ready-made family. Excerpt: First Kiss... Lauren moaned, leaning into him, dissolving into his heat, pulse roaring in her ears. She turned in his arms, bringing her leg around so she could straddle his lap and snuggle even closer, plastering herself against his broad, hard chest. Caleb answered her silent plea with a growl of his own, crushing her in his arms, his hands caressing a fiery trail down her back, cupping her butt in his big hands. Their mouths meshed with escalating hunger, their tongues moving in a dance as old as time, both giving as much as they took. Lauren felt sure she would drown in the heady sensations coursing through her. The proof of his desire was nestled between them, and it took all her self-control not to move against him. It had been so long since- Caleb tore his lips free and rested his forehead against hers, his breath coming out in ragged pants. "Wha-?" Lauren could barely draw air into her lungs to speak. "Is something wrong?" she finally managed to whisper. "I think Emma woke up," he whispered right back. She sat back in alarm and shot a look toward the stairs. How could she have not heard her? "I'll be right back," she murmured, unable to meet his gaze. She climbed off his lap with as much dignity as possible and raced up the stairs. Emma had indeed woken up, but Lauren rubbed her back for a few minutes, and she fell right back to sleep. She stuck her head in the bathroom on her way back to check her face in the mirror, make sure the words "bad mother" weren't etched into her forehead. Caleb stood as soon as she entered the kitchen. "Is she all right? It wasn't her hand, was it?" "No, just fussing. She fell right back to sleep." She wrapped her arms around herself and walked past him to the sink for a glass of water. Caleb came up behind her, but didn't touch her. "Is something wrong?" She took a sip, then another, too embarrassed to turn around and face him. "I didn't even hear her. What does that say about my maternal instinct?" He took her in his arms. "You're a wonderful mother, Lauren. You got wrapped up in the moment, which, to be honest, is a pretty big compliment." She gazed up at him, hoping her heart wasn't in her eyes. "But you heard her. Does that mean you weren't as...that it didn't affect you the same way...?" He silenced her with a quick kiss. "Shh. All it means is I'm a military man who's attuned to the sounds around him. The kiss knocked my socks off, lady."WELCOME TO REDEMPTION: USA Today Bestselling SeriesA Fair of the Heart, Book 1A Fair To Remember, Book 2The Perfect Blend, Book 3Grounds For Change, Book 4Home Is Where the Heart Is, Book 5The Heart of the Matter, Book 6Never Let Me Go, Book 7Hold On To Me, Book 8Say You Love Me, Book 9Say You'll Marry Me, Book 10

THERE'S ONLY BEEN YOU - (Jamison Series, Book 1)Lies destroyed their past--will the truth end their chance at a future?Sara Jamison has no clue where Mike Andrews' been all these years, but she knows where she's been--busy raising their son. Two weeks after he accused her of cheating and disappeared from her life, Sara discovered she was something she never expected to be--an unwed pregnant teenager.But with the love and support of her annoyingly alpha-male family, she's managed to make a good life for herself and her young son. She even owns her own business, Sara's Bakery, which she's built into a thriving success. Sure, she works too hard and her social life is nonexistent, but for the most part, she's content.Until the day Detective Mike Andrews walks into her bakery and back into her life... Of all the bakeries in town...Sara blew out a frustrated breath as she faced the troublesome machine. "Couldn't have waited 'til Monday, could you? Rotten appliance."Ten minutes later, she smiled with triumphant satisfaction as the sweet aroma of vanilla coffee filled the bakery. First thing Monday morning, she'd call the dealer and ask when they could deliver a new machine.The bell above the door chimed. "See, Amanda. You just have to show this devil who's bos..." The words died on her lips.Legs braced apart, a disdainful scowl curling his lip, Mike stood just inside the door. Her heart lurched and her breath caught.This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening--"You sound just like that arrogant brother of yours." Deep breath, compose yourself. "I'll take that as a compliment." She narrowed her eyes. "Now get the hell out." "You need to work on your people skills, lady." He strode forward and stopped in front of the display case, looking around in obvious astonishment. "Well, I'll be dipped. When I saw the Sara's Bakery sign, I said to myself, no friggin' way. But morbid curiosity got the better of me. So a bakery, huh? Not much of a surprise, really--""What do you want, Mike?"He turned toward her and she finally got a good look at the side of his face. My God, had Garrett done that? She couldn't help feeling a measure of satisfaction. Oh, who was she kidding? She hoped it hurt like hell.He must have realized where her gaze rested because he reached up and fingered his jaw. "Don't get too excited, he sucker-punched me." He leaned over and tapped the glass above her jumbo chocolate muffins. "I'll take one of those and a large coffee. Regular, not that flavored crap."With an angry huff, she stalked over to pour him a cup. Why did he have to look so damn good? Was it too much to ask for a receding hairline and a donut around the middle?He wore his thick, blue-black hair shorter than he used to, which only made the resemblance between him and Ethan more pronounced. He'd put on a good twenty-five to thirty pounds of solid muscle as the black T-shirt stretched tautly over his chest could attest to. And those eyes--cobalt and incredible--had continued to haunt her over the years.Ethan's were the exact same color.

Never Let Me GoSheriff Chase Lowell has never been more scared in his life than when he discovers the diner where Hannah Porter works has been robbed at gunpoint. He's been in love with her for as long as he can remember, but has kept his feelings in check because she's his best friend's little sister.Hannah has had a crush on Chase since she was in the third grade. He's kind, compassionate, and as handsome as they come. They've known each other forever, which seems to be the problem-he thinks of her more as a kid sister rather than a romantic interest.But something changes the night he races into the diner and crushes her in his arms. When he makes her safety his personal mission, Hannah decides to make it her mission to get him to see her in a different light.Excerpt: The woman was making him crazy. Two seconds ago, he'd been contemplating making a move, and now...Could Hannah be making a move on him? Chase took a deep breath and let it out slowly, striving for calm, cool, and collected. She'd certainly never been so bold with him before, though she'd sat next to him plenty of times, shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh. But somehow, this felt different-flirty."Chase?""Yeah?""The woman you're interested in...is it serious?"I've been in love with her since before she was old enough to vote. "I don't know."Hannah released her grip on his arm and sat up, twisting to face him. She arched a brow. "You don't know?"He let out a soft chuckle. Of course that sounded ridiculous. He couldn't very well admit the woman he was interested in was her. "I'm just...a little uncomfortable talking about my love life."Or lack thereof, his inner voice mocked.A myriad of expressions crossed her face as she seemed to wage some inner war with herself. She nibbled her bottom lips as her gaze moved back and forth between his eyes and his lips. Suddenly, she hiked a leg over his lap and straddled him, effectively stealing his breath."Sheriff, are you going shy on me?"Stunned, Chase's hands settled uncertainly at her waist as he met her smiling gaze. "Dimples, are you flirting with me?" he countered."Maybe I am," she teased, her voice dropping to a throaty whisper.Ah, hell. His hands tightened slightly on her hips as his pulse kicked into warp speed. His gaze dropped to her mouth-that luscious mouth-as she leaned in and softly brushed her lips against his: once, then again, with just a bit more pressure.Chase's eyes drifted shut as a low moan escaped him.She pulled back a few inches and whispered, "You okay?" the humor in her voice unmistakable."Hannah...y-you don't understand...""What don't I understand?" Her warm breath feathered across his cheek.Christ, fool, just say it! The only woman you've ever felt anything for is wrapped around you like a pretzel, yours for the taking, and all you can do is stutter like an idiot?"I want you," he finally admitted. Then quickly added, "But I don't know if this is such a good idea."She pulled back and stared at him in confusion. "Why not? I want you. You just admitted you want me, too. We're both adults. What exactly is the problem?""Christ, Dimples, I've know you since you were a baby!""And I've known you since you were a bed wetter!" she countered, laughter in her tone. "What does that have to do with anything? I mean, unless you still do, in which case I'll need to put a mattress cover on my bed."Chase gave the beautiful witch a swat on the ass.She yelped playfully and wiggled in his lap."I never wet the bed," he insisted, though his face did grow warm over the lie."Please. Drew and Charlie teased you about it for years. The only reason they stopped is you kicked both their asses and threatened to feed them each a worm if they ever mentioned it again.""Damn, you have a good memory.""Yep. And I have a few other good qualities as well." She leaned in next to his ear and whispered, "Which I'd be happy to show you-if you'd loosen up a bit."

She's running from her past, he's unsure about his future... Officer Garrett Jamison lost faith in his ability as a police officer after unwittingly setting his sister up with a dirty cop. Garrett ended up getting shot, and his nephew kidnapped right out of his own bed. He takes a leave from the force, in need of some time to make a decision about his future. Too bad he can't get a decent night's sleep thanks to his sexy new neighbor and her howling cat. Jessica McGovern moves halfway across the country to start a new life in Green Bay, Wisconsin after her ex-husband is convicted of involuntary manslaughter in the death of their young son. Her new neighbor is as infuriating as he is handsome, but when her ex is released from prison early and shows up in town, Jessica discovers she's never needed anyone more. EXCERPT: He just wanted to get to know the obstinate woman... "I'm a pretty good listener, Jess. And anything you tell me would be strictly confidential. You have my word." She looked up at him with those big blue eyes, and the temptation to pull her into his arms nearly overpowered him. Their earlier kiss had been cut short, and he hadn't been able to think about much since. "There's nothing to tell," she insisted. "I got married too young, and he turned out to be a total loser. End of story." Having hoped she would open up to him, Garrett felt a surprising sense of disappointment. "Fine. If that's the way you want it, I won't push." He swiped his fingers through his hair. "Your business is your business." "Finally," she said with a playful roll of her eyes. "Listen, it's been great fun and all, but I have to get up early for work. So, if you wouldn't mind..." She gestured toward the door. Garrett shook his head and chuckled. "Woman, you are hell on a man's ego." "Somehow, I think you'll live." "Well?" He stood up and motioned her forward. "Aren't you going to send me off with a good night kiss?" She let out a delicate snort. "You act as if we're dating or something. Hell, we just got past our mutual dislike of each other." "Is 'mutual dislike' what you were feeling when you wrapped your arms and legs around me in the kitchen?" he asked, annoyed by her casual attitude. "Because it's definitely not what I was feeling." "I see your ego isn't as delicate as you thought it was.""Great romance, excellent character development. I've kept the book on my tablet and read it over several times." -Wendy, Amazon ReviewerBooks by Donna Marie RogersJAMISON FAMILY SERIESNothing is more important than family...There's Only Been You, Book 1Foolish Pride, *short story*Meant To Be, Book 2LAKE SHELBYVILLE SERIESThat Magic Touch, Book 1DOUBLE M RANCH SERIESGolden Opportunity, Book 1Golden Dream, Book 2 *Coming Soon*WELCOME TO REDEMPTION SERIESA hometown series full of sexy romance, humor, and heart...A Fair of the Heart, Book 1The Perfect Blend, Book 3Home Is Where the Heart Is, Book 5Never Let Me Go, Book 7Say You Love Me, Book 9