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The rain came down in heavy sheets and the wind howled around her as the angry surf churned in response. But she had battled the storms of life before, and she would not be intimidated, not by nature's fury nor by a man, even one who once had her heart ... When the beautiful plantation-born socialite Angelique Latour is swept off her feet and quickly wedded to a swarthy scoundrel, her world is turned upside down. Although schooled to be a charming, proper Creole belle, her fine education does not prepare her for the cruel irony that leaves her penniless and alone. Haunted by loss and betrayal, she refuses to be a victim, tapping into her own resourcefulness to save herself in a world where men traditionally hold the power and position. And just as a unique opportunity for reinvention, redemption, and romance presents itself, forces of nature and the universe plot to spoil her happiness, driving her hopes with a hurricane's fury into the wide expanse of the Gulf of Mexico.



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Paula W. Millet

I have always wanted to be a writer. Actually, I have always wanted to be a storyteller, having fallen in love with the idea that a cleverly crafted plot can transport a person to a different time and place, fueled only by the limits of imagination. Words have always fascinated me with their ability to build or destroy, delight or defame. I have been captivated by a perfectly penned phrase ever since my momma read to me from Grimm's Fairy Tales as a child. And so, I became a teacher, specializing in literature and communication. In my heyday, I could autopsy Shakespeare (or Steinbeck) with the best of them, weaving tales about fictional characters, much to the delight (and dismay) of my long -suffering students.

And then I retired. Without the burdens and responsibilities of paper grading and lesson planning, I had the time to decide what I wanted to do with this second chapter of my life. I had spent years postponing putting pen to paper. My days were busy, and I had a multitude of excuses, colorfully wrapped in delays and postponements. Not anymore. Could I do it, I wondered? Could I write a book or were my creative dreams simply illusions, something to bravely attempt in the land of someday? The only way to find out was to try. And so I did. Thankfully, the muse showed up to guild me on my journey. Her name is Gertrude, which is not very Greek. I know. She likes wine and chocolate. I keep her well-supplied.



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