Sandra Scoppettone

As members of the Nash family make preparations for Christmas, Tom Nash, the seventeen-year-old son of Anne and Cole, plans the murder of his whole family, a nightmare he has been secretly living for months

Such Nice People

The Wonderful Adventures of Suzuki Beane

In 1978 Sandra Scoppettone, who would soon become one of America's most well-known mystery writers, created this story of Peggy and Jaret, two high school girls madly in love but unsure of their sexuality who find themselves the target of a violent plot to punish them for their relationship. Part mystery thriller, part love story, Happy Endings Are All Alike was only the third young adult novel to include lesbians and was a commercial and critical sensation.

Happy Endings Are All Alike

When rape victim Lake Huron refuses to cooperate with the police, her older half-sister asks lesbian New York City cop Lauren Laurano to encourage Lake to talk. Reprint.

Everything You Have is Mine

Tutto quel che è tuo è mio

Small town prejudices emerge when a love affair between two teenage girls is revealed.

A Novel

Happy Endings are All Alike

Lesbian sleuth Lauren Laurano is hoping she can regain Kep's trust while they are on vacation together, but she does not have much time for her lover after someone hires her to investigate a brutal murder made to look like a suicide

Gonna Take a Homicidal Journey

In her fifth--and final--appearance, lesbian gumshoe Lauren Laurano investigates a suspicious suicide and encounters murderous opposition. From the author of Let's Face the Music and Die and My Sweet Untraceable You. Features an exclusive interview with the author.

What began as a game ends up in murder, and Anna must determine which of her friends is the killer.

Playing Murder

Gemma Rosendaal

Moordspel in het bos

"I didn’t start out to be a private eye. I thought I was gonna be a secretary–get my boss his java in the morning, take letters, and so on. Hell, I didn’t get my degree in steno to put my life on the line. It was true I wanted an interesting job, but that I’d end up a PI myself . . . it never entered my mind." New York, 1943. Almost anything in pants has gone to serve Uncle Sam in the war–including Woody Mason, the head of a detective agency in midtown Manhattan. Left to run the show is his secretary, Faye Quick, who signed on to be a steno, not a shamus. At twenty-six and five foot four, there’s not much to Faye, but she’s got moxie–which she’ll need when she stumbles over a dead girl in the street and takes on her first murder case. This victim wasn’t any ordinary girl. Claudette West was a student at NYU and the daughter of a Park Avenue family. Faye, who lives in bohemian Greenwich Village–where no one cares how you look–ventures uptown, where people care enough about money to kill for it. Claudette’s father is convinced greed was the motive, and that Claudette’s working-class boyfriend, Richard Cotten, killed the girl because she threw him off the gravy train. Faye, however, isn’t so sure, not when she learns about all the other men Claudette was secretly seeing–from her lecherous literature professor to an apparent con artist. For Faye, there are more shocking surprises in store than turns and dips in the Coney Island Cyclone. Going after the bad guys and fighting a good fight on the home front, Faye is as scrappy and endearing as any character Sandra Scoppettone has ever created, and This Dame for Hire’s period setting is rendered so real you can hear the big band music, see the nylons and fedoras, and feel the rumble of the Third Avenue El. When it comes to an irresistible detective and a riveting new series, you must remember this: Here’s looking at Faye Quick.

This Dame for Hire

A young woman living in New York City's SoHo learns about love and honesty in the summer of her seventeenth year.

Long Time Between Kisses

I’d had two murders since last spring, solved them both. The first one was prime and it got a lotta attention in the fish wrappers, so I had a bunch of clients for awhile. Just cause people saw my name in the paper they figured I was the best (which I might be). Not bad for a twenty-six-year-old gal from Newark, New Jersey. It’s the middle of World War II, but not all the killing is happening overseas. In a sweltering New York City summer, scrappy steno-turned-sleuth Faye Quick–kicked upstairs when her boss ships out–takes on a new case that would make even the most experienced P.I. sweat bullets. It all starts with a beautiful woman. Heartbroken Claire Turner turns on the waterworks in Faye’s office, begging for help in finding her beau, Private Charlie Ladd, gone missing while on leave from Uncle Sam’s army. But when Faye busts into Charlie’s hotel room, she doesn’t find anyone–anyone alive, that is. But where’s Charlie? Because the corpse in the hotel room might not be him. And that leads Faye to wonder if the unfortunate stiff was Charlie’s target practice. In a case with more twists, starts, and stops than the Third Avenue El, Faye learns that some shocking truths are hidden behind the fog of war–a personal war being fought on the home front. Brimming over with big band music, hairdos in snoods, and unfiltered smokes–the same irresistible 1940s detail that made This Dame for Hire such a treat–the second adventure of indefatigable Faye solidifies her status as one of Sandra Scoppettone’s most appealing characters. Too Darn Hot is sizzling fun readers are sure to make Quick work of.

Too Darn Hot

When one of the players in a murder game is killed, seventeen-year-old Anna and her twin brother realize that their circle of friends may conceal a real murderer.

Anna e la sua famiglia si sono da poco trasferiti a Blue Haven Island, nel Maine. Una sera, mentre i ragazzi del paese stanno giocando al "gioco dell'assassino", uno di loro viene misteriosamente ucciso. Per scagionare suo fratello, Anna si mette a indagare sul delitto, e parlando con i suoi nuovi amici arriva pian piano a comporre un'inaspettata immagine della vittima, portando alla luce una verità che nessuno vuole raccontare. Finché, per arrivare a smascherare il colpevole, si troverà a rischiare la sua stessa vita...

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