Deep South legends. Deep fried curses. Deep dish revenge . . .<P><B>This Debutante Is Having A Ball!</B><P>Way down south in the land of cotton, one belle's plans are soon forgotten--when Sassy Peterson drives her Maserati off the road to avoid a deer and lands smack-dab in the proverbial creek without a paddle. The Alabama heiress should have known something weird was going on when she saw the deer's ginormous fangs. <I>Hello, Predator Bambi! </I>But nothing can prepare her for the leather-clad, muscle-bound, golden-eyed sex god who rescues her. Who wears leather in May? That's just the first of many questions Sassy has when her savior reveals he's a demon hunter named Grim. Also: Why would a troop of fairies want to give her magical powers and rainbow hair? Why would a style-challenged beast called the Howling Hag want to hunt her down? Most importantly, what's a nice debutante like Sassy doing in a place like this anyway? Besides feeling Grim . . . <P><B>Praise for Demon Hunting in Dixie</B><P>"A demonically wicked good time."--Angie Fox<P>"A not-to-be-missed Southern-fried, bawdy, hilarious romp." --Beverly Barton, <I>New York Times </I>bestselling author<P>"A genuinely funny new voice in paranormal romance."--<I>Publishers Weekly</I>