Sarah Johns – författare

After Darren begs Jeannie to try to fit in more with the locals, she's thrilled when a flyer comes though the door. She can make new friends, keep fit, and learn all about healthy meals at the same time! But when Dua Twist is found dead in the aerobics room, Jeannie realizes that not everyone is as friendly as they should be. The question is, can Jeannie figure out what Dua Twist did to make someone hate her so much? If she can figure it out, she might fit in better herself and catch a murderer. She's sure she can do it, after all, she's solved one case already! Besides, Amelia does it all the time in Ragamuffin and Mrs. Queen and Jeannie has never missed an episode.

Darren is a United States Space Explorer who finds himself entangled in more than just intergalactic intrigue when he falls for an interstellar beauty. Not only does he have to divert attention from a lovely alien, who hitched a ride on his return capsule, but when a fellow astronaut he clashed with is found dead, he must find a way to clear his own name. Adding to his troubles, he must constantly discourage his best friend and mission team member, Stephen, from aiding and abetting the lovely alien that has began to fall for Darren.  Jeannie's certain that the universe means for her and Darren to be together, why else would her saucer crash into his ship and him take her into his house? He may be trying to fool himself with the fake girlfriend line he tells everyone else, but Jeannie knows better. Jeannie is determined to save him herself and get him to admit his love for her, and thanks to the wonders of TV, she is sure she knows just how to go about it! A romantic cozy especially for lovers of vintage TV comedies!

You'd think crashlanding on an alien planet would be horrible, especially one the life pod cheerfully told you was interdicted due to a deadly contagion. Great, huh? Instead of possibly dying in deep space, I was going to catch some horrible disease and die alone except for the tiny little dog I was supposed to be looking after becuse interdicted meant no rescue. Hooray for me! Only it doesn't quite work out that way. The crash could very well turn out to be the best thing that's ever happened to me. It turns out that not only are there aliens living on this world but also that there's more to the 'deadly pathogen' story. As for dying alone? Not only will he not let me or the pup die, but the blue and lavender striped god of manliness that found me has a singular focus: to make me his.