Wednesday, September 25, 2013

*COVER REVEAL* "Restore My Heart" by Chelsea Camaron *NEW* Cover


Restore My Heart
Book #1 of the Daddy’s Girls series

by Chelsea Camaron

Released Feb 26, 2013
Rereleased with the edited version June 15, 2013
Rereleased with new cover and fully formatted September 24, 2013

Contemporary Romance/New Adult Romance


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Bad Boy, Ryder Davenport comes into Dina Fowlers life in the middle of her own personal hell. Still coming to terms with the death of her parents, she pushes everyone away. When she trusts the wrong man, putting her in a bad relationship she felt she couldn’t escape, Ryder comes along. Enjoying his play boy ways, fast cars, motorcycles and a new woman in his bed nightly, Ryder had no thoughts of settling down. That is, until he sees the damage a man can do when he meets a very broken Dina. He changes in hopes of one day being enough for her.

But, can she ever feel safe with a man again? Ryder has restored hundreds of classic cars can he restore Dina’s heart?



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Excerpt


Excerpt - Chapter 8

Dina

By the next day, Maggie seems much better. After work I am relaxing in a bubble bath with my Jacuzzi tub jets running when my phone rings. It is Ryder.

"Hey, misterman." I answer.

"Hello, beautiful!  It’s good to hear your voice after phone tag yesterday. What are you doing this evening?"

Well, we are on the phone and I am feeling brave so I answer in almost a whisper, "I am in the bath tub, covered in nothing but bubbles, relaxing, thinking of how I wish it were you covering me instead."

 He is quiet for a moment. I think I hear a low growl from him.

With his voice deeper than I have ever heard before, "Damn, Dina you are killing me over here. Oh how I wish I was there. I would be happy to wash your back for you."

 I smile and add, "Just my back, huh, what about my front?"

I hear him groan, "Oh baby, you don't want to start something, you can't finish."

I stay quiet for just a brief moment, "Ryder, I will be glad to start and finish anything with you, anytime, anywhere. The question is am I what you really want?"

 There I said it, now am I really ready for an answer?

He then shocks me to my core with his admission, "Dina, it’s been you and only you I have wanted since the first night I met you at the restaurant. Since the night we found you at the bottom of the stairs, when I beat the shit out of that bastard, I haven't been with anyone. I have been waiting for you to get over that situation and feel comfortable and safe again."

 He pauses and sighs, but continues, "Dina, you are one of a kind special. I am far from a perfect man, I am not even a good man, but for you and because of you I want to be. I have treated women wrong in the past; I have used them, lead them on, and dumped them in some harsh ways. I have never laid a hand on a woman, but I have left some completely and unintentionally broken, and for that I am sorry.  
I don't want to lead you on or treat you wrong. I want to be your safe place, Dina. I never want to see you sad, or hurt. I want to hold you close and call you mine in all ways for always. Baby, I have messed up big time in my past and I am paying for it even now. I don't deserve someone as strong and beautiful as you. I have tried to stay away from you, but you just draw me in. When you look at me, I feel like you can see the potential and goodness inside me. One kiss from you, is enough to make me weak in the knees. Dina, I want to see what we can make of the electricity between us.” 

He sighs, “I wish I was there, I didn't want to do this by phone."

I take a moment because I don't know what to say. Finally, I stammer through, "Ryder, you mean so much to me. You saved me when I was at my lowest. I want to see what we can make of us. I won't lie, I am scared, but I trust you with my insecurities. I trust you with every part of me. My body craves your touch, Ryder; my mind craves your conversation, and my heart craves your safety. I trust you, Ryder, to help restore me."

I hear a voice in the background, then Ryder says, "Oh baby you have just made the whole situation here so much better. I would love nothing more than to tell you exactly how I would wash every inch of your body, but I have to go, I am needed. I will call you tomorrow. I will see you as soon as I can get back home and we will make this work, Goodnight, my sunshine." Before I can respond, he is gone.
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About the Author
     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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Connections

Twitter @chelseacamaron

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Giveaway!!

Prize:

(5)  ecopies of Restore my Heart

( 1) ecopy full set of the Daddy's Girls series



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