Jackie Weger: One of the Top 50 Indie Writers You Need To Be Reading
November 2, 2018
Her novels are interesting, witty, heartwarming, charming, and just plain lovable.
Jackie Weger has been writing romance novels off and on for thirty years. When she’s writing, she’s anchored in a tiny room with a desk, a chair, and an annoying cat.
When not writing, blogging or chatting with fans or just being flat-out lazy, she’s hanging out on a fishing pier soaking up sunshine and reading a good book.
For many a year she traveled our good earth by foot, boat, bus, train, plane or pickup, and sometimes a mule–but today she only gets as far as Walmart.
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Rachel Cameron prefers to lick her wounds and protect her children from gossip and shame in isolation on a small homestead in the Ozark Mountains. But life-long bachelor and ex-Marine Sheriff Garrett Stark has other ideas. Drawn to Rachel, he wields all the power and charm he can muster to insist Rachel return to town for her safety and that of her children. Rachel balks but does not anticipate the raft of dizzying emotions stirred by the Sheriff’s relentless attention. The moment Garrett Stark takes her into his arms, Rachel knows she has to make a choice. Honor the truth and face her fears or live forever as an outsider.
Rich in history and flaming with passion. Travel with Jennifer DeWitt from New Orleans–that humid, high-stepping city of music and magic on the Mississippi River to the depths Louisiana swamps where a brash, sexy Cajun is on the hunt for a wife. He’s man to the bone and wants it all. She just wants a job, yet finds herself rushing into an unexpected destiny with all of the moxie and wit she can muster.
If Justine Hale had the time, she’d get in her car and go crazy. She owns two kids, an ex-mother-in-law and a bankrupt mother. Money scarce she moves all into a run-down, two-hundred-year-old house. Lottie Roberts offers to help. She’s bossy. She cooks. It’s her house. So what if she’s betwixt and between? Before Lottie can say squat, Tucker Highsmith steals her thunder with his sexy grin, lazy Alabama drawl, and Mr. Fix-it talent. Plagued with the demands of her family, Justine dismisses ghost and guy alike. But hidden agendas prevail and Justine is caught in the middle.
Twenty-four-year-old Phoebe Hawley is on a quest to find her family a home. On the road with two siblings, twelve-year-old Maydean and five-year-old Willie-Boy, Phoebe is out of money, out of gas and out of patience. Now the only things she owns in abundance are Hawley backbone and Hawley pride—neither of which she can trade for food or gas. A collision with Gage Morgan puts Phoebe’s mission in even worse jeopardy—until Phoebe discovers Gage Morgan owns the perfect place for the Hawley clan. But! The man has a bruised ego, an iron fist on his heart and is the unlikeliest man in the universe to offer a helping hand. Phoebe wields all of the pride, backbone and country smarts she owns to worm her way into his heart. Nothing works. With time running against her family, she plies one last inducement—her scarce feminine wiles. And those are not a sure thing.
Cleo Anderson’s people skills are hesitant and her life broken, yet she is determined to leave her past behind. Alone is good and she is finding her way. Drawn to a fish camp in the wilds of the Okefenokee Swamp, she parks her Play-Mor where gators yawn, bears slumber, and snakes slither. The camp pace is slow, the owner kind, and the people friendly. Cleo encounters Fletcher Freemont Maitland and his goddaughter, eleven-year-old Katie. Cleo didn’t know her life was about to unravel yet again, her heart would shatter, and that Fletcher Maitland would help her mend. But Cleo is about to find these things out the hard way. Both Fletcher and Katie will change her life and if Cleo does not learn to accept that life is bountiful and fate imperfect, she will lose both forever.