Bookmarks Spotlight: Fall In Love In The Suburbs: The Complete…Series by D.E. Haggerty

What Happens… When a successful career-driven party girl from the city finds herself stuck living in the suburbs with a well-meaning, but busybody, grandmother? Fall In Love In The Suburbs: The Complete Love In the Suburbs Romantic Comedy Series

I have read the books as they released, it is terrific to see them in a box set. This series is romantic comedy at its best as Frankie and her circle of feisty friends deal with the drama and pain that life keeps throwing at them while getting dating advice (read that as meddling) from fun-loving Grandma, who is doing her level best to adopt the whole lot of them. These Ladies will learn what Grandma and her quiet husband of five decades already know. No matter what, love makes everything right. Also, a bit of nooky, more now than then, doesn’t hurt either 😉

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Fall In Love In The Suburbs: The Complete Love In the Suburbs Romantic Comedy Series by @dehaggerty


about the series:

Come to the suburbs, they said. It’ll be a great place to recover, they said. No one warned me Grandma is a matchmaker determined to set me and all my friends up. Spoiler alert: Grandma is the worst matchmaker ever.

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This box set includes the complete series of the Love in the Suburbs.

This romantic comedy series features a group of friends who think boundaries don’t apply to them and a nosy, interfering Grandma who has no filter on her mouth and sex on the brain.

Grandma thinks a little hanky-panky would cheer me up. She’s determined to find me a husband, while I’m determined to learn how to walk again so I can walk away from her matchmaking. My brilliant solution? 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.

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Jackson Schmidt is a jerk with a capital J. He’s also totally and completely gorgeous. One look and I want to climb him like a tree. But then he opens his mouth and his status as the biggest bastard on the planet is immediately reinstated. If I want to keep my sanity, I’m going to have to keep Jackson at arm’s length. Sanity is totally overrated.

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“Woman, can we have one dinner when we don’t have to deal with your infernal matchmaking,” Frankie’s grandpa growls.

My eyebrows raise of their own accord at his grumbling. Bill is usually a mild-mannered dude, but I guess even the mild-mannered have their limits.

“You’re ruining my fun,” Grandma pouts. Seriously, pouts. She sticks out her bottom lip and flutters her eyelashes at him.

“You can flutter your eyelashes until the cows come home. I stopped falling for that bologna approximately three decades ago.”

“Cuddle-pumpkin, you didn’t have a problem with my eyelash fluttering the other night.”
He grunts. “You were offering something I wanted.”

“Oh my god, are you talking about sex?” Frankie shrieks. “Stop!” She slams her eyes shut and covers her ears. “La la la. My grandparents do not have sex. Nope. Nope. Nope.”

“I’m surprised she didn’t hear us when she lived here. Guess it was a good thing she had those pain pills to put her to sleep,” Grandma remarks.

I choke on the piece of lamb I’m chewing on. Jackson pats my back as he bursts out laughing. “I thought there was nothing that could phase you, babe.”

I take a sip of water. “Oh, I’m not phased,” I smirk when I see Frankie take her fingers out of her ears. “I’m perfectly okay with Grandma and Bill having loud sex.”

Frankie screams and jumps to her feet. “I’m…” She looks around as if the walls will offer her some type of excuse. They don’t. She throws her arms in the air and stomps out of the room.

Bailey watches her leave before turning to me with a grin on her face. “You were right. Sunday meals at Frankie’s grandma’s house are the best.”

I am done with men. D – O – N – E. DONE! Billionaire Roman Cadwell can push my buttons as much as he wants, I am not budging. Especially when he’s wearing a wedding ring. But what if Roman isn’t really married? Nope. I will not fall into Lying McLiarson’s trap. Only every time the man touches me, I forget I’m a good girl. Hands off, Mr. Lying Pants, before I forget I’m a good girl. But no one said she had to be a good girl forever.

Just when I think I’ve got it all figured out in walks trouble. It’s taken me years, but my life is finally back on track. Then he walks through the front door of my new workplace. How dare he come in here and ruin everything for me! Luke Freaking Bauer. Not the boy who got away. Not even close. But whenever I look at him, I forget I’m the one who was wronged. Oh boy. I’m knee-deep in trouble.

Catch up with your favorite group of friends as they celebrate the holidays this year. Will everyone get what they want for Christmas this year?

See my review of this novella below

This novella is a wonderful way to share the holidays with our favorite leading ladies of the ‘burbs. Bailey is hosting a holiday get-together, but it is more than it seems. Everyone has a Christmas surprise or two to share. For me, catching a glimpse into their everyday lives outside of their own stories, even if it is just getting ready to go to Bailey’s for the day, is quite enjoyable. Bill, as the mind reading foil for the irrepressible Grandma, is still my most favorite character. Their chat near the end of the story, totally warmed my heart.


about the author:

D.E. Haggerty is actually just plain old Dena, but she thinks using initials makes her sound sophisticated and maybe even grown up. She was born and raised in the U.S. but considers herself a Dutchie and not only because it sounds way cooler. After a stint in the U.S. Army, she escaped the US to join her husband in Holland. She fled Holland over ten years ago when she couldn’t stand the idea of being a lawyer for one single second more. Turns out Bed & Breakfast owner in Germany didn’t do it for her either. When the hubby got a job in Istanbul, she jumped ship and decided to give this whole writer thing a go. She’s now back in Holland, which she considers home.

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