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Sandra Hill is an author to watch. Her innovative romances are some of the hottest and sassiest on the market. And her hilariously funny time-travel romances are cutting edge; they're always just a little too racy, raunchy, wild, and funny. If you haven't read
Gone with the Wind or seen the movie, you will still laugh out loud at this half take-off, half homage to one of America's greatest love stories. Sandra Selente ("Selene") is a supermodel whose favorite movie of all time is
Gone with the Wind. When she finds herself transported back in time to the old South, Selene's only point of reference is the movie. She quickly learns she is not cut out to be a Southern belle. When James Baptiste rescues her, she declares him to be her very own Rhett--until she discovers he has a penchant for blondes. Thank goodness that for Selene "tomorrow is another day."
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Voodoo drums in the swamps of Louisiana and herons making melancholy calls to each other -- sounds that whisk you back to the times of sugar plantations, Southern drawls, arrow-backs? Wait a minute! Try aerobics! That's what happens when you send a New York bred and raised fashion model back in time. Unfortunately for Selene, that's not all you get. You also get arrogant Southern gentlemen telling you how unattractive you are, how thin and lanky you are, how much you look like a wart-hog. It's enough to make a grown woman cry with disgust. Time travel sure can deal you a weak deck. Of course, crying is not the way to make James, Selene's Rhett-in-disguise, sit up and take notice. Perhaps a few blonde jokes could bring out that beautiful smile with the dimple. If it weren't for all the heavy burdens he faces every day, maybe she could put a dent in that chauvinistic demeanor. Selene's growing feelings of inferiority are difficult to overcome. James needs her help -- to teach his young son, to be a confidante to his mother, to bring order to his chaotic household in Bayou Noir. James gets more than he bargained for -- an aerobics instructor, a group therapist, and a cosmetologist for the women of his ramshackle plantation. She even runs to his assistance in the dead of night, becoming his protector when the ghost of his deceased wife raises a knife over his sleeping body. James and Selene are pitted mind against mind, body against body, heart against heart. Often catching each other in daydreams that melt their very souls. Could he be her Rhett? Would she become his Scarlett? In a world she didn't understand, Selene finds love with a man who would never know her world. Out on the bayou, embers flare. The fire begins to burn slowly at first. A molten kiss spreads throughout Selene's body. James is caught by its power. They are lost in its rage. Their aggressions forge a deeper trust...a deeper love. The future would be theirs to define.Clever, enchanting, and funny -- Sandra Hill has developed a style that not only brings a tingle to your heart, but a smile to your face! Travel through time with Selene, who will venture into the cold, hidden recesses of the Louisiana bayou. Meet James, the man who will take her to the edge of the world and hold her there! You can feel their heat in the palm of your hand...almost like the burning of Atlanta! Smell the gumbo that Blossom's cooking. Never has a romance entered the senses the way of Frankly, My Dear.Karen Ellington --
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