*Release Blitz* Forever Ride by Chelsea Camaron

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Title: Forever Ride (The Hellions Ride, #2)

Author: Chelsea Camaron

Release Date: June 9, 2014

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Blurb

Events happen in life that can awaken our truest and deepest desires. They also show us our greatest fears. Sometimes we are forced to face those fears, other times we build walls that can’t be broken to protect ourselves.

A profound connection these two once shared. A strong friendship once formed was shattered. Fate has stepped in and shaken both their worlds.

The danger, the wild, the chaos, and the lifestyle of the Hellions world has become far too much for Savannah ‘Sass’ Perchton. Swearing off bikers and attempting a ‘normal’ life, she has settled. She’s committed to Nick, her country club, pretty boy. She’s found a way to be content.

Things aren’t always what they seem. Wrap an empty box in pretty paper and a bow, it may look amazing, but it’s still a hollow shell.

He’s a Hellions playboy. A different chick in his bed, off on a different ride, and always something new. He’s Frank the ‘Tank’ Oleander, Haywood’s Hellions Road Chief. Throttle down and life is good.

The fast pace of the Hellions life catches up to him. At a crossroads, he’s forced to face some life changing thoughts or succumb to the darkness of death. Teetering on the brink of giving in, her voice is all he’s holding onto. The coma he can’t pull himself out of, but her voice is the light in the darkness. He wants the girl who pulled him through when his life was literally in the balance.

She’s sworn off bikers. Can he pull through? Can she ever see past the lifestyle to the heart of the man behind the cut? Will they find their Forever Ride?

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 Excerpt

Ten minutes later, he opened the door and Jamie stood on his porch,the moonlight illuminating her. The faint glow of the half-light madeher even prettier, her blond hair streaming down her back and over hershoulders. He was about to make a wisecrack about late-night visitors,but she pressed her lips against his in the sweetest kiss anyone hadever given him. In seconds, she’d disarmed him, and a groan escapedhis throat. She brushed her lips lightly against his, kissing sosoftly it was as if she were barely there. But that’s what made herkiss so enticing; it was a promise of more.

 They stood like that kissing—only kissing—for minutes, and soon hethreaded his hands into her hair, savoring the soft feel of the strands on his rough fingers.

 “Hi,” he said when she broke the kiss.

 “Hi. I have a late-night delivery for you,” she said, and trailed her hands down his shirt. His breath caught in his throat as her fingers danced across his stomach, and she smiled as she traced the outline of his abs. He grabbed her arms gently but firmly, and pulled her into the house.

 “Whatever delivery you have for me I don’t need the neighbors seeing,” he said. The door was swinging shut as she claimed his mouth again. She kissed harder this time, sliding her tongue across his, searching his mouth as she laced her fingers through his. It was as if she were claimin him, and he wanted that.

 “I’m sorry I was worried about Melody,” she said as she pulled away. “Don’t even think twice about it. I kind of like how you want me all to yourself,” he said, running his finger along her cheek.  “I do. And I want to do something for you.”

 He quirked an eyebrow in question. “You’ve had a long shift. You work hard. And I want you to sleep well.”What do you have in mind?” he said, but whatever it was he was sure he’d like it, judging from the way hot tension started to roll through his veins, especially when she wedged herself between his legs, rubbing against his erection. He grabbed her hips, tugging her closer. She looped her hands around his waist. “You have the sexiest back,” she said, and before he could respond, she’d dipped her hands below the waistband of his shorts, touching his bare ass. “Have I told you how much I love that you go commando?” “You have not. Feel free to tell me now.” It is so hot,” she said, cupping his cheeks and squeezing. “You might  have the best butt in the world.”

 

About the Author

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Chelsea Camaron was born and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently resides in Southern Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina day dreaming.

Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her own advice.

Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in the works.

When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in.

She hates being serious and is still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and, Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the simple things in life and how to always have fun.

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