Title: Kissing Frogs
Author: Kim Deister
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Editor: Trenda London
Publisher: Caffeinated Words Publishing
Cover Designer: Kennedy Kelly of Cover Crush Designs
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Reviews & PR
Blurb:
Sometimes you have to kiss a lot of frogs...
To say that Cassidy's love life has been a hot mess would be an understatement. Bad boys have been just that... bad. Love and fairy tale romance? She's over it. But her family won't give it up, so Operation Marry Cassidy is born, throwing one guy after another at her. So Cassidy has kissed a lot of frogs and not one of them turned into a prince.
But when Cassidy agrees to take care of her niece's beloved pet frog, little does she know just how much her life is about to change...
I was born in raised in a tiny town in the wilds of northern New York, a pretty, little college town called Potsdam. I grew up in a family of lawyers and teachers and bucked all the traditions. Before becoming a writer, I spent a lot of years wearing combat boots in the US Army. I spent most of my time in boots working as a Signals Intelligence Analyst (no jokes!) and a linguist. I also worked as a tech writer, an entirely different kind of writing, for Corning Glass Works. Now, I’m an Army wife and a mom to four sons. Over the years, our Army life has taken us all over the place and I have been lucky enough to work and live in some pretty amazing places. Now we live in Hawaii, just minutes from the beach!
I am a writer thoroughly in love with words. Reading them, writing them… I love that words can take you outside of your world and let the unimaginable become imaginable. When I’m not writing or lounging on the beach, I’m probably somewhere with my nose in a book.
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I wasn’t a fairy tale, mushy-gushy kind of girl. I never had been. Instead, I was the girl that chose action movies with lots of explosions and hot cars over chick flicks. I read fantasy and thrillers over those sappy romance novels that made Taylor swoon and made me crazy. Any lingering thoughts of my own Prince Charming pretty much died a tragic death long ago. Now I yelled insults like a crazy person at the TV when gushy movie trailers came on or sickeningly sweet ads. Mac told me I was a hopeless cynic who would die alone in my house surrounded by thirty cats and Luna. To me, romance was nothing more than a marketing tool to sell chocolate and cards or a ploy for douche nozzles to get a little something-something after a lukewarm date. I was over it.
Until I met Finn, who in less than a day had made me question pretty much everything. I took a deep breath and steeled myself before finally lifting my eyes to his. When I looked into his face, it was possible to believe that I didn’t need to be quite so cynical. It was even possible to believe, against all odds and after too many slimy human frogs, that maybe I had finally found my own Prince Charming in Finn. Or, as the case may be, my own pirate. Maybe he really did have magic in his blood.
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