Her Frog Prince [NOOK Book]


Dearest Godmother,

This time I'm making a match for my old school chum--with the man she deserves!

If there's ever a socialite who needed her comeuppance, it's personal consultant Parris Hammond. Lucky for me, scruffy but sexy marine biologist Bradford Smith is just the man to give it to her. (He's already learned the only way to tame this shrew is to kiss her speechless!) And now that he's bought a makeover ...

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Dearest Godmother,

This time I'm making a match for my old school chum--with the man she deserves!

If there's ever a socialite who needed her comeuppance, it's personal consultant Parris Hammond. Lucky for me, scruffy but sexy marine biologist Bradford Smith is just the man to give it to her. (He's already learned the only way to tame this shrew is to kiss her speechless!) And now that he's bought a makeover from her, the barbs--and sparks--are flying! Parris knows this frog is more man than she's ever met...but can he truly be her prince?

Still a matchmaker,


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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781426861857
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 5/1/2010
  • Series: In a Fairy Tale World, #1746
  • Sold by: HARLEQUIN
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 192
  • Sales rank: 914,874
  • File size: 564 KB

Meet the Author

Shirley Jump didn't have the willpower to diet nor the talent to master undereye concealer, so she bowed out of a career in television and opted instead for a career where she could be paid to eat at her desk--writing.

She started out in journalism, selling her first article at the age of eleven and dreaming of being the next Jane Pauley. She hosted two of her own shows on the local cable channel and was the co-host of a late-night comedy show for two years. After writing 3000 articles and two nonfiction books, Shirley grew too dependent on her robe and fuzzy slippers, though, and decided a career as a freelance writer suited her better.

Then she got married. And had two kids.

Humor became the only thing that got her through the mashed potato fling-fests and toilet paper decorating sprees. At first, seeking revenge on her children for their grocery store tantrums, she sold embarrassing essays about them to anthologies such as Chicken Soup for the Working Woman's Soul and Chocolate for Women II. However, it wasn't enough to feed her growing addiction to writing funny.

So, she turned to the world of romance novels where messes are (usually) cleaned up before The End and no one is calling anyone a doodoo-head. In the worlds Shirley gets to create and control, the children listen to their parents, the husbands always remembers holidays and the housework is magically done by elves.

She sold her first book to the Silhouette Romance line in 2001. That novel, The Virgin's Proposal, won the Booksellers' Best Award for Best Traditional Romance of 2003.

Shirley now writes stories for Silhouette and Kensington about love, family and food--the three most important things in her life (if she's being honest, though, there are many days when the order is reversed), using that English degree everyone said would be so useless.

Though she's thrilled to see her books in stores around the world, Shirley mostly writes because it gives her an excuse to avoid cleaning the toilets and helps feed her shoe habit.

Read excerpts, see reviews or learn more about Shirley on her Web site, www.shirleyjump.com or on her blog, www.shirleyjump.blogspot.com.

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Her Frog Prince

By Shirley Jump

Harlequin Enterprises, Ltd.

Copyright © 2004 Harlequin Enterprises, Ltd.
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-373-19746-2

Chapter One

Merry Montrose sat on the deck of Lady's Delight, the small cruise boat owned by La Torchere Resort and Spa, and tried not to look miserable. Being an old lady was getting to be, well ... old. The curse her godmother Lissa had put on her seven years ago was nearly over, thank goodness. All she had to do was serve as matchmaker to three more couples. So far, she'd put eighteen together; surely, three more should be a cinch. Then she could go back to being twenty-nine-year-old Princess Meredith of Silestia and kiss this old-lady life - and the clunky shoes that came with it - goodbye.

Today, with the horrendous heat, Lissa's spell seemed especially onerous. The air was sticky and thick, the kind of weather that made her wish it would just rain and get it over with.

Merry had gotten on the boat early, to make sure she got the biggest, best and comfiest deck chair. As the resort manager, she should have deferred to a guest, but she did, after all, deserve the good chair, being a member of the elder set. Anyone who looked at her crone-like face and wrinkled skin would think she was at least ... well, she didn't want to think about how old she looked. That kind of thought did nothing but depress her.

She glanced down at her vein-mapped legs and age-spottedhands and bit back a sigh. Soon. Soon she'd be her young self again and the only wrinkles she'd have would be in her favorite linen suit.

If the heat didn't kill her first. Once the boat got moving, the ocean breeze would cool her down and take her mind off the fact that she had only a few weeks until her thirtieth birthday. If she didn't finagle three more happily-ever-afters, she'd be stuck in this crone body forever.

Merry had been forced to leave the kingdom of Silestia where her family - the royal family - lived and relocate to this island in southwest Florida. Once upon a time, she'd been a corporate lawyer. Now, without her résumé, her looks or her money, she'd had to talk herself into this job as resort manager at La Torchere Resort and Spa.

Well, she'd worked a little magic along the way, too. Thank God for that Bessart Family perk. Then Lissa had gone and followed Merry here, getting a job as Lilith Peterson, the concierge. Probably so she could make sure Merry stuck to the conditions of the curse: No telling who she really was. No overt magic. And no return to her old life until she helped along twenty-one happily-ever-afters before she turned thirty. Now Lissa had added a twist - she wanted Merry to work this happy ending without the aid of any magic at all. She'd accused Merry of using it as a crutch. Well, what did Lissa expect? Merry was walking around in the body of a member of the elder set. She needed all the help she could get.

She really needed to get Lissa a hobby so her godmother would stop interfering with Merry's life and quit this lesson-teaching thing. All it did was make her joints ache.

Finally the resort guests began boarding the boat. The last one on - and in three-inch pink Prada heels no less - was Parris Hammond. They'd attended the same college together years ago, back when Merry had been Princess Meredith. Parris had arrived a few weeks ago to help with the resort's charity auction coming up soon and had been a thorn in Merry's existence ever since.

Parris the Princess. Parris the Persnickety. Parris the Annoying.

She'd run out of "P" words, but she had quite a few left from other letters of the alphabet to describe the former debutante.

A lot had changed for Merry in the years since college, but from what she'd seen of Parris lately, not much had changed for - or about - her former classmate.

Parris took a menu from the cook's assistant as she stepped into the boat and immediately let out a sharp sound of disapproval. "I cannot believe the catered lunch for this cruise is nothing more than tea and a bunch of garden vegetables between two slices of bread."

The skinny sous-chef looked like he wished he'd stayed belowdecks instead of greeting passengers. "Ma'am, I assure you, the chef's portabello and artichoke sandwiches are a delight. They'll be quite filling."

"Steak is filling. Lobster is filling. A mushroom, however, is a fungus." Parris shook her head, dug in her purse and tugged out a minirecorder. "Note to self - double-check the menu for the charity auction. If people have empty stomachs, they'll leave with full wallets." She clicked the recorder off, then slid it back into the tiny pink purse dangling from her wrist.

Parris. Still the same as she had been back in college. A major pain in the -

"Can I get you anything, Miss Montrose?"

Merry pressed a handkerchief to her forehead. "Ice water. Extra ice."

"Are you people ever going to get this boat moving?" Parris asked, toe tapping against the wooden deck. "We're ten minutes late leaving. I have a meeting with the Phipps-Stovers at three." She parked her hands on her hips and eyed another crew member.

"Well? Are we leaving or not?"

The mate, who couldn't have been more than nineteen, scuttled back several steps. "Right away, ma'am."

As they got underway, Merry thought if there was anyone she'd known over the years who needed to learn a little humility, it was Parris Hammond. The woman had all the warmth of a porcupine. Somebody ought to teach her a lesson. Maybe put a heel in her pink designer-clad behind when she got too close to the edge. Let some fisherman find her.

Merry smiled and adjusted her sunglasses. The cruise boat was coming upon a small fishing vessel with a very scruffy looking fellow sitting in it. Hmm ...

Now that was a match she hadn't tried before. Up-pity Parris Hammond and a male who spent his days in the dregs of the ocean - a fisherman.

Well, she always had liked a challenge. And Parris looked awfully hot. A little cooling off might do them all a world of good.


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